"What are you doing?!" Mother Yuan reacted and pounced, protected in front of Yuan Fang, and yelled at Mother Ling, "If you want to go crazy, go elsewhere, dare to try my daughter!"

Although it is understandable to feel the loss of a beloved son, it is vexatious to blame a victim for the fault indiscriminately.

Who wasn't raised by biological parents?

Originally, Yuan Fang's accident had made Yuan's mother close to collapse, but finally Yuan Fang was rescued from the ghost gate, and they came to make trouble just a little bit. The victim was Yuan Fang, she didn't go to their house to make trouble, she was already very face-saving because of the death of her friend for many years and Ling Yuanchen.

My mother also followed the hen to protect the chicks on the other side and did not let anyone approach Yuan Fang, that is her precious daughter-in-law, she has not drunk her tea, how can she be bullied by others?

"If it weren't for your little vixen, how could my good son be so young that I would let a white-haired person send a black-haired person?!" Ling's mother's face was distorted, and her speech was unpleasant, and it was difficult to reconnect her with the fourth character of the scholarly sect.

"Your son did such a hurtful thing on my daughter's wedding day, his death is his retribution, why is it on my family Fangfang's head, is it because she didn't go with your son because of this car accident, you are unwilling?!"

Yuan's mother is not a vegetarian, you must know that women in this world will not let each other quarrel with women.

"How can you talk like this? It's that you are sorry for my distant minister, the baby kiss that is set, but your daughter is married to someone else and hurts his heart, otherwise, how could he not think about it and do such a thing?!"

"People are doing it, the sky is watching, whoever is right and who is wrong, as long as you are not a fool, you don't pretend to be crazy and stupid with me here because of your son's death, after this incident, I really understand why my family Fangfang can't look down on your family Ling Yuanchen, as a man has no responsibility, no generosity, can't see people well, I don't want to live, but I want to pull others to accompany the funeral, such a man, where is he worthy of my daughter?"

"You don't want to think about what he doesn't want to live for......"

Yuan Ling's two families were originally called by the world, and the lintel was a scholarly family, and the relationship was originally so good that they had set each other up as a baby, but now because of this car accident that no one could predict and no one wanted it to happen, it caused the pain of the two families, and the two families have broken up since then.

Yuan Fang never said a word, but secretly wiped her tears behind everyone's backs. Although she has always been able to afford to put it down, this does not mean that she is a hard-hearted person, Ling Yuanchen's matter, even if it is not her fault, but sadness is inevitable, after all, it is a living person.

It's almost too noisy, and those who watch the excitement have seen enough. After all, today is Ling Yuanchen's burial period, no matter how unwilling he is, he can't continue to make trouble like this, so a group of Ling relatives came forward and dragged Ling's mother away.

When she went out, Ling's mother gritted her teeth and cursed, "Wait, you will be punished, you will not die well." ”

As soon as they left, the world was instantly quiet, no one spoke first, and the dead silence in the ward and the noise just now became two diametrically opposed scenes.

When I left the hospital, the sun had already set, and I looked at the sky in the distance, and I couldn't help but mutter, "I hope that in another world, you can forget this previous life and find the meaning of your existence." ”

Qin Jianghao's car stopped outside the hospital again, and under the afterglow of the setting sun, his back leaning in front of the car seemed to come from a thousand feet of light, a little dazzling, as if he was going to go with the wind.

I reached out to grab him, but I could only sigh at the distance.

The meaning of a person's existence, what kind of life should be pursued in life is perfect without leaving regrets?

Is what we are pursuing, hoping for, and guarding now part of a perfect life?

Maybe it was because of my emotions, or maybe I felt a little tired, but when he looked at me, I involuntarily walked towards him and threw myself into his arms.

He shoved me, trying to push me away, but he couldn't because of my stubbornness.

"Why are you crying?" he asked, softly, as if he were afraid of scaring me.

"A friend is buried today, but because he hurt my best friend, I can't go and give him a stick of incense, not even a final goodbye. ”

He stroked my head and didn't speak, just hugged me tighter, as if he wanted to rub half of my heartbreak into his flesh.

All the furniture of the newly bought villa has already been placed, and half of the wallpaper has been pasted, and the remaining half will be completed tomorrow, so before the decoration is completely completed, Qin Jianghao lives in the hotel.

He wanted me to stay in the hotel with him, but I didn't agree, because I didn't worry about Yuan Fang, and I was afraid that the gang would make trouble again at night. So I have to worry about Yuan Fang.

Whether I'm insane or too sensitive, I'm not at ease if I don't guard her. Even Qin Jianghao said to help me find someone to watch, but I refused.

Fortunately, there was nothing wrong overnight, and when I opened the window the next morning, I saw Qin Jianghao's car again, but the others were not outside the car, as if they were in the car.

I just stood upstairs and kept staring at the car until the sun rose and the people inside finally moved, and the car slowly moved and then gradually drove away.

When did he come, why did he come, and why did he leave without hesitation?

There was a sound behind him, it was my mother and Yuan Fang's mother who brought breakfast, my brother only left this morning, saying that his company was a bit of an emergency, and he would come at noon.

After breakfast, a few messages suddenly entered the mobile phone, and the clicks were all MMS, and the subject was: What do you think?

I want to laugh a little at this, is this asking for my opinion? But I remember that he seemed to have some obsessive compulsive disorder with interior decoration and furniture placement, and he couldn't stand the pattern of not being placed in the position he liked.

I pretended not to see it, didn't reply to him, he didn't send another message, and after lunch, I pretended to see the message, and then replied to him: If you like it, it's fine.

He didn't reply to my message, just called me on the phone.

"Have you eaten?"

The sound has a bit of afternoon laziness and tranquility, which is particularly good.

"Eat. ”

I wanted to imitate his accent, but when I said it, I found that it was not as natural and deep and charming as his.

"What did you eat?"

"My mother and Aunt Yuan made pork ribs rice. ”

"What a blessing. ”

"I was by the way, they mainly made it for Fangfang, and they happened to give me a lot. ”

I was aggrieved.

"Huh. He chuckled over there.

I couldn't help but hook my lips, and the next moment, both of them were silent, as if they were embarrassed for a moment.

It's rare for us to talk together in such a relaxed and casual way, but it happened unconsciously, and in retrospect, it inevitably makes people feel a little incredible.

We used to be hedgehogs, stabbing each other with sharp bodies, and then in the countless times of hurting each other, our hearts gradually became cold and alienated, but we always hugged countless times when it was impossible to hug each other again. When the arms are warm, they start to hurt each other with their backs. So we began to deliberately pull out the thorns on our bodies, but found that without the thorns, we began to go back from each other again and again, and separated again and again, but fortunately, in the end, we happened to meet together.

Whether it is my soft-hearted and unyielding heart, or his efforts to change, we all hope for a good ending for each other, but for various reasons, we have to try again.

"What are you going to do?" Yuan Fang asked me while eating fruit when she saw me hang up the phone.

I put my phone on the cabinet, then sat on the edge of the bed, took her hand and rubbed it together, "I don't know, I can only take one step at a time." ”

"The ...... of the child"

"I haven't told him yet. ”

"Why don't you tell him?" she looked puzzled, her eyes looking like she was looking at a fool.

I hooked my lips and smiled faintly, turned over her palm, looked at the lines between her palms, and said lightly: "What he wants to do is not finished yet, I don't want to add his fetters, and...... If he had known that he had a child, he would have spared no effort to keep me by his side. Fangfang, you know, if a person has soft help, he can't use the whole body, and if a person's soft help is known by those who are eyeing him, it is not good for him. ”

Yuan Fang was still twisting a toothpick in her hand, and there was still half an apple on the toothpick, and one hand was played with by me, so she could only touch my head with three fingers that were only idle, "Who said that my family is a pig?"

I looked up at her, and it was clear that the way she looked at me was calling me stupid.

My brother came, I handed Yuan Fang to him, and then went to a nearby hotel to open a room to sleep.

I didn't dare to relax for a moment, and I stayed in bed all night, and when I relaxed, I felt too tired, and I almost fell asleep just after falling into bed.

When I woke up, I was awakened by hunger, it was already dark, and when I looked at the time, it was nine o'clock in the evening, and I couldn't help but sigh that I had slept deeply and horribly.

I got up and wanted to wash up and go out to eat, but I suddenly felt a little dizzy and touched my forehead, it seemed to be a low-grade fever, I should have been a little cold last night.

Alas, this broken body is really getting more and more delicate, and women are really getting older, and they are prone to any disease.

I put on my clothes, washed my face casually and went out, thinking about buying some cold medicine, but as soon as half my foot stepped in, my arm was grabbed.

"What's wrong with you?" a low, displeased voice rang in his ears.

I'm finally dead, why have things not gone well in the past two days!Recommend a friend to end the essay "Don't Trust Anyone", a good romance article, "This marriage doesn't expire"