The thin cold paper was cold to his fingertips, and a trace of timidity flashed in Meng Youran's heart, he was both expectant and afraid to open this paper. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

If he didn't have this piece of paper, he could still lie to himself, Jinlan died by him, so it would be more meaningful for him to live in the world.

But once he opened this suicide note, he had to face the truth, and the murderer of Jinlan was himself.

When you open this letter, I am already watching you from another world.

Don't worry, I'm fine.

I have crushed the crystal nucleus, and Tang Yuan will come to me, and she promised me that as long as I crush the crystal nucleus, she will come and take me away.

But she was afraid that she was going to be disappointed on this trip, there was no nostalgia in this world, and I could no longer find my former self, nor could I meet my new self.

I don't want to live like any woman in the Meng family, that's not cool at all.

Brother I'm sorry to leave you, I know you must be sad and your only loved one is leaving.

Xiao Qiuqiu is very cute, Tang Yuan will bring him to your side, and he will be by your side instead of me.

I don't regret choosing to leave back then, but if I were given another chance, I wouldn't leave Base B with Tang Yuan.

If I had stayed, divorced as I had thought before, and found someone to live with, it would have been a different situation.

I can't make another choice, see you again in the next life.

There is not a word in the suicide note, it is reserved for himself.

When I finished reading the last sentence, the paper slowly fell from my fingertips.

With a pop, Meng Youran knelt down.

"You're so cruel to me." Tears flowed quickly like broken threads and pearls, and Meng Youran slowly raised his hand and touched the plaque in front of him.

"Your brother will be lonely, so what about me, won't I be lonely?" Meng Youran's tone seemed to be questioning and murmuring. "Ruthless enough, Meng Qiu is my son, do you think I will give him away because of your words!"

Picked up the paper on the ground and threw it towards the tombstone, his hand struggled slightly in the air, and the next second, grabbed the corner of the tombstone.

"I was wrong, I promised you everything, will you come back." Meng Youran's tone was full of sadness, he was like a child who had done something wrong, and then begged for a person's forgiveness, but that person would never wake up again.

"He really loves you." An Jinlan stood on the balcony and looked at the sad scene in the distance.

That kind of sadness can't be fake, how much does a man love a woman, and he will blame himself so much.

"Love or not love is in the past, if he really loves me, he should leave the child to you."

"But Meng Qiu is his only son after all, and I don't think he will keep his son." An Jinyan's tone was a little hesitant, he was just the child's uncle, how could there be a reason for his biological father to give the child to his uncle.

"If he wants to take Meng Qiu away, I will let him take him." An Jinlan let out a long sigh. "Children need mothers and fathers, and in this precarious and troubled world, it would be better to stay by Meng Youran's side."

"Are you really willing?" An Jinyan shook his head, he still knew how much his sister loved Meng Qiu's child.

"I can't bear it."

Meng Youran, who was in the distance, slowly stood up, closed his eyes slightly, hid all the sadness in his eyes, and snapped his fingers.

"What does the head of the house command?"

"Let An Jinyan bring the little master up." The palms of his hands slowly clenched into fists, and at a certain moment, his heart had already made a decision.

"What should I do?" An Jinyan looked sideways at his sister.

"I'll start with a few words to Little Ball." An Jinlan turned around slowly and watched the maid come over with a small ball.

"Mom, are we coming home?"

"No, you're going home." An Jinlan slowly squatted down, her hand gently touching his cheek.

"Won't Mom come with me?" Meng Qiu hugged his mother and didn't want to let go.

"After you leave with your father, don't mention that your mother is here."

"Why?" Meng Qiu's watery eyes widened.

"Because if you mention your mother, you'll die, Qiuqiu doesn't want her mother to die, right?"

"But Qiuqiu also misses her mother, Qiuqiu doesn't want to leave her mother, and she doesn't want to leave her father." The little ball burst into tears.

"As long as Xiao Qiuqiu doesn't tell Dad, Mom still exists, Mom will go to see you when Qiuqiu misses Mom." Over the years, Meng Youran has changed again, and An Jinlan has changed again.

Perhaps, in a way, they are already the same people.

Meng Youran longs for power, An Jinlan longs for a new life, and the five years that she got married were at first the joy of the newlywed Yan'er, but later she was diluted by desire.

Love was between them, there used to be, and there is still love. It's just that at the beginning, they only had love, and now they have more things in their hearts besides love.

An Jinlan watched the back of the little ball ball gradually fade away, and her nails gradually sank into the flesh.

"Daddy!" A familiar voice sounded from behind him.

Meng Youran turned around slowly, looking at his son's familiar face.

"Qiuqiu, you've grown taller." Meng Youran touched his son's head, his eyes full of warmth.

He knew that Jinlan wanted the child to stay here, firstly, he wanted the child to accompany An Jinyan, and secondly, he wanted Meng Qiu to become a protective barrier here, and if the child was here, he would never touch Base B.

Your abacus is very good, everyone has taken it into account, but you have not considered yourself, and you have been on guard against yourself from beginning to end.

But what can I do, who makes me love you, even if I see it clearly, I will still obediently fall into your trap.

"Meng Qiu, do you want to stay here, or go with your father."

"Can't Dad stay here?" Meng Qiu blinked his big watery eyes and looked at his father.

Mom doesn't want to go with Dad, so can't Dad stay where Mom is there?

"No, if you want to stay here, Dad won't embarrass you." Meng leisurely touched his child's cheek gently. "If you want to go with your father, your father can often accompany you back to see your uncle and mother."

Meng Youran slowly turned his head and looked at An Jinlan's grave.

"Why do you have to separate, is it because Dad has married a new mother?" Meng Qiu's little face was full of anger.

"Dad didn't marry a new mother." Meng Youran shook his head and hugged Meng Qiu into his arms.

"Then I'm going to go back with my dad to see, if you marry, then you don't want to see dad again."

An Jinlan, who was standing on the tall building, slowly let go of her hand, a tear slowly dripped from the corner of her eye, she still ignored the relationship between father and son.

Qiuqiu finally chose his father, and slowly turned his back and walked towards his room.

Meng Youran raised his head, always feeling that someone was looking at him, and when he looked up, he only saw An Jinyan in an independent high-rise building, nodding slightly at himself.

And in the desert about 500 kilometers away from Base B, Tang Yuan sat in front of the display screen and watched everything on the screen.