Obsessed?

Mu Zhijun smiled bitterly, unspeakable remorse.

Where is there any obsession? He just wanted Ding Ding's matter to have a beginning and an end, so that it could be completely turned over, but in the end it led to such a tragedy.

In this world, the most useless and meaningless thing is precisely regret.

"You tell me, what's going on! Where have you been? Do you know that Xiaoyun remembers that she can't eat dinner and asks for news about you everywhere!"

Cen Manzhen slapped his shoulder, crying and scolding, "My poor little grandson, his little hands and feet have grown up, how can you be so ruthless! You give me back your grandson, give me back ......"

She cried and cried, and the whole person slowly squatted on the ground, already completely forgetting the image.

A woman in her fifties, who has been dignified all her life, ends up crying like a child who has lost her proportion.

The child is gone, and the home is probably scattered.

While Cen Manzhen felt sorry for Jian Yiyun, how could she not feel sorry for Mu Zhijun? She knew Jian Yiyun's character better than anyone else, and when such a thing happened, it was basically impossible to live a safe and unharmed life.

The third child of their family will eventually pay a painful lesson for his stupid behavior, and will eventually lose the love of his life, this time, as long as Jian Yiyun does not look back, even ten more Ding Ding will not be able to save him......

Mu Zhijun pursed his lips and didn't speak, the first time he knew that when his heart hurt like a knife, he really didn't even have the strength to speak.

Whoever is uncomfortable will not be uncomfortable with him, that is his flesh and blood, and it is all the hope for his happiness in the second half of his life, but no matter how uncomfortable it is, he is not qualified to show the slightest bit, because he is guilty and cannot live, and because his wife is still waiting for him to take care of him.

"Xiao Heng, take my mother out first, Xiao Yun needs to recuperate, everything will wait for her to wake up." He pulled Cen Manzhen, who was crying breathlessly, up from the ground.

"What's the use of you now knowing that she needs to recuperate, why did you go earlier!" Cen Manzhen pushed his hand away, "Don't wait for Xiaoyun to wake up, you can tell me clearly now! What the hell is going on! You say, you tell me!"

"Mu Zhijun, you speak!

Mu Zhijun sighed heavily, sat back on the edge of the bed, and still didn't say a word.

"He doesn't say it, Xiao Heng, you say it!"

"Auntie, you should ask him about this yourself. ”

Wen Youheng handed the divorce agreement to Mu Zhijun again, "Haoran went abroad to see Xiao Xuan, I have already called to inform you, and now it is estimated that she is already on the plane, if you really love Xiao Yun, let her go abroad with Xiao Xuan, you are really not suitable." ”

"If you say it's not suitable, it's not suitable?"

Mu Zhijun stood up suddenly, looked at Wen Youheng condescendingly, and his anger quickly enveloped him, he took the divorce agreement with a cold face, and tore it to pieces in front of the two of them.

"This is a matter between our husband and wife, it's not your turn to intervene as an outsider, and when Xiaoyun wakes up, she will decide to stay. ”

He said this sonorously, but he was unusually unconfident.

When Jian Yiyun wakes up, I'm afraid the first thing is to run away from him, right?

Flee far away, to a place where he can no longer find him.

"Is Xiao Heng an outsider? he is your cousin and nephew and Xiao Yun's best friend, you can't speak!"

"Not necessarily. Wen Youheng bent down and picked up the shredded paper that Mu Zhijun threw on the ground one by one, and handed it to Cen Manzhen, "I used to be friends with Xiaoyun, but in the future, it's hard to say." ”

He rarely has such a strong posture, no matter how he used to be in front of them, he always restrained his feelings very well, but Cen Manzhen couldn't refute it for a while.

Indeed, it's all like this, if Xiaoyun really wants to divorce the third child, what can she say?

Isn't all this made by the third child of their family himself?

Jian Yiyun lay quietly on the bed, did not open her eyes, she listened to every word of the three of them, she was very satisfied with her reason, and she didn't want to know what Mu Zhijun was doing at all.

Perhaps, the same thing happened one after another, and gradually it became numb.

It's like a wound on the hand, when you give the medicine for the first time, it hurts, and if you do it more often, you don't feel painful.

She sighed silently,

remembered that when I was pregnant, I had told Mu Zhijun that I would kill the child, but now it is really gone, but it seems to be retribution. I can't tell you what it feels like, it's like all the internal organs have been hollowed out.

She felt that her brain hurt so badly that she wanted to force herself to fall asleep again, but she found that she couldn't do anything.

After Cen Manzhen and Wen Youheng left, the huge room became extremely quiet again, and only the heartbeat of him and himself was in his ears.

Jian Yiyun heard Mu Zhijun sit down, and she could also feel that he was holding her hand tightly.

He once said that if he held her hand, he planned to never let go again for the rest of his life, but now, Jian Yiyun felt that she had to let go, she had no way to be with Mu Zhijun, let alone love a man who killed her son, even if she still loved him deeply until now, but, not all love is suitable for being together.

"Although you may not be able to hear it, although you may not want to hear it, but wife, I still have to tell you the truth, because I promised you that I will never deceive you again in my life. ”

Mu Zhijun rubbed her slender fingers, and her heart was very distressed.

Jian Yiyun has been in a coma for three days, she has lost her weight to the point of losing her appearance, the skin on the back of her hand is unhealthy white, even the capillaries under the skin can be seen clearly, and the wedding ring has become very loose, even if it is still on her finger, he is inexplicably worried, afraid that one day, this ring will no longer be able to cover this person.

"Lele is Ding Ding, I also know that I only found out today. He said.

The heart is mixed, and the smile on the corner of his mouth is sarcastic.

Doesn't all this sound like a joke?

Even though my grandfather died, he still left them with such a big trouble!

"She hates her grandfather who turned her into this, she hates you who married me, and she hates me even more for not keeping her promise, so she will take revenge on us like this......"

"I don't want to know. ”

The clenched hand trembled slightly, Mu Zhijun raised his eyes ecstatically, facing the pair of cold and indifferent eyes, his heart suddenly cooled, and the corners of his eyes were very sour.

"Wife, you're awake. ”

Jian Yiyun nodded, but frowned, I don't know whether she was disgusted with what he said just now, or simply disgusted with his "wife", she withdrew her hand from his palm and struggled to sit up.

"The process doesn't matter anymore because the outcome is irreversible. ”

She lifted the quilt and got out of bed, as calm as if nothing had happened, no unexpected heartbreak, no tears, no helplessness...... There was nothing, and all the baskets of comforting words he had prepared had nowhere to go, but to bury them deep in the soil of his heart.

If you ask Mu Zhijun what he is most afraid of, except that Jian Yiyun leaves him, then it is Jian Yiyun who is like this now.

Her silence and her alienation were simply torture worse than death for him.

He stepped forward to stop her and forcibly took her into his arms, her body was so cold that it almost froze him, Mu Zhijun hugged her tighter in distress, trying to warm her with his own warmth.

"Don't go...... Don't leave me ......"

He now has no way to ask her to forgive him for his guilt, even apologies seem superfluous and false, and the only thing he can do is to keep her, and then spend his life loving to make up for it.

Of course, these are just wishful thinking in Mu Zhijun's heart, in fact, at this moment, his uneasiness has already made him confused.

How funny, while shouting reluctantly, but on the other hand, he changed his way to push her away.

Don't deny it, many of the things Mu Zhijun did were disguised pushes for any woman.

"If I were you, I'd let me go. ”

Jian Yiyun struggled out of his arms, the latter's face was obviously stagnant, and it took a long time to recover, and said softly: "You can't stand for a long time now, let alone go out to blow the wind, can you lie back on the bed first?"

"Mu Zhijun, let me go. ”

This was the last sentence Jian Yiyun had ever said to him.

If it is useless to keep it, then simply let it go, the kite has its blue sky and its pursuit.

For a long time after leaving country Z, Jian Yiyun lived in endless silence, she began to become lazy, began to gradually give up the stubbornness and restraint she used to have, she lived like a water weed, and lived in the Sahara.

That afternoon, Wen Youheng sent her a long, long email, more than all the emails he had written to her over the years.

In the email, he explained all the causes and consequences of Mu Zhijun's disappearance that day.

Old man Cen has been crisscrossing the shopping mall all his life, and he has not been able to give up his wish until he died, in order to change his surname to Mu Zhijun and join his Cen family, he can be regarded as doing everything, and even did not hesitate to turn Ding Ding into Lele, a person, and installed it in the Mu family, so Lele became a bridge between Old Man Cen and Mrs. Mu.

After the old man died, Lele, who hated Mu Zhijun and Jian Yiyun, naturally would not let the two of them go like this, so he hooked up with Xiang Dong and staged this trick scene after scene...

At first, Wen Youheng had already dissuaded Mu Zhijun when he found out that Lele was wrong, but he was too confident and too persistent, so Lele knew Ding Ding's whereabouts and left with him directly from the back door of the box.

Whether Mu Zhijun still can't let go of Ding Ding, Jian Yiyun doesn't know, and she doesn't want to know anymore, because all this has passed, and at this time, a full three months have passed since that incident.

said that he couldn't let go, and it is estimated that he had not been in touch for three months.

She glanced at ten lines until she saw Lele and Xiang Dong both dead in the army prison, and saw Mu Zhijun safe and sound...... I turned off the computer, got up and pushed open the floor-to-ceiling window, and the yellow sand was all over the ground outside, and it was desolate.

Since she gave birth, she has been very cold, burying herself in the sand for an hour every day has become a habit that cannot be shaken, only by being buried in the sand, embraced by the hot sand of the sun, she will feel less cold, will feel that she is still alive.

She took off her shoes and walked barefoot on the soft yellow sand towards the small dune.

Lift your feet......

Fall......

Lift your foot again......

The footprints behind her will soon be covered by flowing sand, until no trace can be found, just like the days when she was by Mu Zhijun's side, if she didn't contact, she would eventually disappear without a trace, and she would forget about each other.

Today's wind is light, there are a lot of tourists, and occasionally you can see a half-grown child running around in the sand with two little fat legs rolled up and pants, Jian Yiyun couldn't help but think of her own fateful child again, looked down at the more and more slender lower abdomen, shook her head with a smile, and chose a secluded place to lie down, which was under an old poplar tree.

The afternoon sun was a little scorching, but it was also the best time to do sand therapy, she used the small shovel she brought with her to dig up a spoonful of sand and bury herself, then squinted her eyes, and lay there quietly in a daze, as if she had fallen asleep.

I don't know why, the name Mu Zhijun and his face have been repeatedly appearing in her mind today, lingering for a long time.

His eyebrows, his eyes, his three-dimensional and deep side face, and his slightly sad handsome face......

This was clearly what he looked like when she met him on the road, and she later knew that his grief at that time came from the girl named Ding Ding.

Sometimes Jian Yiyun will be very hypocritically thinking, if he leaves him one day, will Mu Zhijun be reluctant and show the same sadness?

But now she knew, it turned out that she didn't want him to still live in the past, still live in sorrow.

No matter how much you love and hate, after all, I still hope that he can be happy and happy.

"Hey—"

"Hey—"

With two shouts in quick succession, she opened her eyes sharply for the familiar voice, and then raised the corners of her lips in self-deprecation, and closed them again.

A few nights ago, she had a similar dream, dreaming that he was coming, and he stood there calling her, so in the past few days, she would always have such hallucinations when she was in a trance by the sun, so the opening of her eyes just now almost became a conditioned reflex.

Just looked around, there was no familiar figure, it was still empty, and it was empty that made her feel at ease.

"Hey—"

"Hey—"

The man's voice grew closer, like the deepest call, from afar to his ears......

She was lazy and fascinated by her eyes, and decided not to listen to the deception of her heart anymore.

Until she felt some kind of familiar masculine aura, and it became stronger and stronger, Jian Yijun felt that she might really be so confused that there would be the illusion that someone was lying down next to her.

"Hey, what's your name?"

A sudden crisp breath sprayed on her cheeks, and she slowly opened her eyes in disbelief, completely imprisoning herself in the depths of her eyes.

If you were a kite, then I would not be the line that imprisoned you, you fled the ground, and I would buy you the whole blue sky.

My dear

I want to get to know you again, starting with what your name is.

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