Sister Yang finally came out of the detention center, and everyone was relieved to see her.

The ward was full of people who came to visit Sister Yang and Ji Yanmeng, everyone talked and laughed, and the atmosphere was very relaxed. Mengmeng's recent recovery is also very good, and it is estimated that it will not take long to be discharged from the hospital.

But Xiang Xiaoyuan has been silent, looking preoccupied, and her every move is watched by Zhong Yuan.

What do you think?

Finally found an opportunity to call Xiaoyuan out alone, Zhong Yuan was not polite to her, and asked straight to the point.

It's nothing. Xiao Yuan smiled, but she knew that she couldn't hide her thoughts, and she couldn't hide her secret in the face of Zhong Yuan.

When are you leaving? Zhong Yuan didn't want to go around the bend with her, she knew that Xiao Yuan's heart was still related to that man, and she was destined to never get out if she didn't leave.

Xiang Xiaoyuan sighed: It's almost there.

She received news from Shang Peng that the operation and treatment of the twelve children were about to be completed.

This time, when it really came time to leave, there was no excuse for him and her to entangle each other.

Now she can no longer find a reason to turn back, and the last trace of bond was cut off mercilessly by God.

Zhong Yuan looked at Xiang Xiaoyuan, who had an unloveable face, and suddenly exposed her mercilessly: You still love him, right?

Xiang Xiaoyuan turned his head slowly, tears had fallen all over his cheeks unconsciously, and Zhong Yuan was shocked when he saw her like this.

Yes, I still love him, and I can't let go of it in my heart.

It was the first time to confess so frankly, to admit the hidden feeling in my heart so calmly, so comfortable, as if a drowning person poked his head out of the water and breathed a breath of fresh air.

I knew in my heart that I couldn't escape death, so this breath was precious.

Zhong Yuan was helpless, she could only sigh deeply and stop talking.

Xiang Xiaoyuan wiped his tears and said to himself: Why can you all let it go, but I can't let it go? The sword spirit can let go, you can let go, I can also let go of Brother Jingtao, but why can't I let go of him?

I really don't understand, I can't understand how I think about it, why did my most rational and intelligent self become what I am today?

You'd better go back to him!

Zhong Yuan shook his head, there was a kind of anger that hated iron and steel, and there was also an inexplicable sadness, she was not worth it for Xiaoyuan, but who knew what was worth it in this world?

There's no going back. Xiaoyuan said quietly: I can't go back!

I didn't expect God to be so cruel, so he cut off all the retreats. At this point, it is useless to say what to forgive or not to forgive, and to misunderstand and not to misunderstand.

Until this moment, she can really face her feelings, it is really not easy to love someone, and it is even more difficult to love desperately.

But it turned out to be so easy to separate.

Miss Shen is pregnant and is Cheng Hao's child.

When she said this, Xiang Xiaoyuan wanted to cry out loud, but she laughed.

Is this how it feels to mourn and die?

Did Miss Shen tell you?

Zhong Yuan felt that something was not quite right.

Xiao Yuan nodded.

Zhong Yuan was furious: What if it's fake? Ask Cheng Hao yourself!

Xiang Xiaoyuan shook his head stubbornly: What if it's true? What's the need to know the truth now? Anyway, I'm destined to leave him, but God helped me make up my mind again!

Zhong Yuan was speechless, yes, is it important to know the truth now, but she still feels that Xiaoyuan is a little too embarrassed to leave like this.

I didn't dare to ask Cheng Hao, I was afraid that if it was true, he would ask Miss Shen to beat this child. He and I are doomed to be impossible, so why do we have to do another murder? That kid is innocent.

Speaking of this, Xiang Xiaoyuan buried his head in his knees and began to cry.

Yes, she denied Cheng Hao's character, his methods, and his values, but she never denied his feelings for herself.

He loved her as much as she loved him, and that never changed. Even though he made mistakes with a single thought, she still clearly knew that she was the love of his life.

It's just that this time she can't go back, and she doesn't need a funeral companion to bury this relationship with them.

Zhong Yuan finally understood, she understood Xiao Yuan's true heart, and now she was only full of regret and emotion, but this time she couldn't be Xiao Yuan's support.

I don't know how long I cried, Xiang Xiaoyuan raised his head, wiped his tears and said:

Don't talk about me, what about the sword spirit?

Zhong Yuan sighed deeply: What else can I do? I told her about Su Xin's marriage, and she only said sorry to Su Xin. They really have no fate in this life.

What's the matter with that man?" Xiao Yuan couldn't help but hurry.

Zhong Yuan thought about it, and for a while she couldn't say anything: it sounded incredible, but Sword Spirit always encountered this kind of thing. She said that the man she picked up at the beach, I don't know if it was because of a head injury that caused me to lose his memory, and his IQ dropped to about five years old, and he simply regarded the sword spirit as his mother, and he couldn't leave an inch wherever he went. I tried to persuade her, but I didn't know how. To be honest, I now feel that if there is a person who has you in his eyes, heart, and his world, you don't have to worry about him lying to you, and you don't have to worry about him being a fool, admit it!

As soon as she said this, she couldn't help but think of her own experience, and her eyes suddenly became hot, and she couldn't say any more.

Hearing her words, Xiang Xiaoyuan tilted his head to the side, clenched his hand tightly with his teeth, and forcibly didn't want others to hear his crying voice.

**

It's Christmas in a blink of an eye, because Sister Yang has come back, and Xiang Xiaoyuan doesn't have to accompany Mengmeng at night, so he said goodbye to Sister Yang and went back to the villa by himself.

It started to snow early this morning, and the snowflakes drifted all day, and the streets and buildings were covered in thick snow, and the whole world was silvery white.

The shop windows on both sides of the road are sprayed with snowflakes and Santa Claus in the Christmas atmosphere, and Christmas songs echo throughout the city, and the smell of sweet cakes floats in the air.

The garden wandered aimlessly until it reached the central plaza, where a tall Christmas tree had already been erected, decorated with sparkling lights and stars, sculptures of sleds and reindeer placed under the tree, and a Santa Claus in red handed out balloons to everyone who passed by.

Xiang Xiaoyuan stood under the tree, looking up stupidly, and time seemed to have suddenly returned to a year ago.

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