People say that happiness is the same, and the unfortunate have their own misfortunes, but in fact, she thinks the opposite. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The unfortunate experiences are all the same -- the same are all bloody.

It's a bit of blood, it's really sad.

Yan An's parents continued to be a family of three in accordance with the rules of her mother, especially her father, like a straight and tight thread, and the person in control was her father.

If he wants it to break, it won't work.

So Yan An really doesn't want to love someone.

So you understand now how powerful Mr. Zhou is, right......

Stepping in from the door of his house, in the living room, the lights flickered, and the man acted freely to hide his nervousness and sat on the sofa, his expression was desperate to hurt people.

Eyes flickered, and her uncle sat on the other side of the sofa, his lips pursed into a cold straight line.

She also had a second uncle, but he got cancer and died early. So the person who appeared on behalf of the second uncle was the son of the second uncle, named An Fei. Expressionlessly, he sat quietly on the side.

After searching for a week, I finally heard my mother's voice from the room in the master bedroom. Yan An greeted them and went to the master bedroom with his coat pocket.

With an ominous premonition, she was surprisingly calm.

even felt that even if this family was broken, her cold blood would not boil a little.

"Mom, I heard the word divorce outside the door, what's wrong with you?" When the woman who screamed on the phone gradually fell silent, Yan An leaned against the wall as if immersed in his fatigue and asked.

Actually, she was really tired.

"What's wrong? It's not your dad yet! He has to dismantle it, I am sorry for him, let him look for a woman outside, I was caught with my own eyes and told me that I forced it. How do you live this day, you can't live this day anymore!! ”

Yan An heard the words in his ears clearly, sighed, and said in his heart: "It's not unexpected. ”

Her father didn't take life much seriously.

"You're going to divorce him?"

"It's his fault, and the divorce also let him leave. Anyway, this house, is mine. ”

Yan An looked at his mother's hideous and angry terrifying face, and his mind came to mind the cold and ruthless appearance of his father in the living room, and he really couldn't imagine what his mother and father looked like when they fell in love.

She raised her finger slightly, wondering if she should keep her mother now as a daughter and said: And me.

It seems that she hasn't considered anything from anyone's point of view since she was a child, and she suddenly doesn't want to care for anything from their point of view. Divorced, she became an orphan, she was insecure, and no one seemed to want it.

If she gets in the way, she becomes ignorant. It's really ignorant. She herself hated it.

So, forget it.

Everyone in this world is an individual, she is their child, but they also have the right to pursue their own happiness, and they should not give up anything for her. Besides, there is always a quarrelsome environment, and she has stayed enough, so it's a big deal to live alone in the future, live alone in this world, how quiet.

Collect all the subtle movements, as if all the subtle emotions are also buried, and no one will ever know. Yan An heard his slightly numb voice and said, "Whatever you want." ”

She turned around and left the room, and when she was about to go back to her room, she heard her uncle's words from behind her: "An An, you are also a member of this family, and you also have the right to listen here." Do you think it makes sense for your dad to ask for a divorce to keep one of the houses for him? ”

These hateful adults always want to pull the child into such a circle, instead of carefully pushing her out of this circle in order to protect the child.

What a hateful adult.

She lifted her eyes slightly, glanced back at them faintly, and leaned her arms against the door, "Okay, I'll listen." ”

"Do you think your dad's request is reasonable?"

She raised an eyebrow, but couldn't smile back.

At this point, the adults quickly went to solve their own strange circle. The world is too urgent, and no one has time to wait for her answer. She leaned silently, watching the quarrelsome, mean scene in front of her.

Once, the family was talking and laughing at a table. Now a lot of one, tear the face here.

Ask what is love, something thinner than paper.

This farce finally ended with a court settlement.

When Yan An was tired and lying in bed and couldn't sleep all night, she clicked on her mobile phone and sent a message to Mr. Zhou: "Good night, good dreams." ”

She didn't want to say anything about her, not at all.

It looks like being confined, depressed and sad, but too lazy to find any exit. Like sinking.

In the dark, the mobile phone playing in the palm of his hand suddenly vibrate, Yan An opened it and saw that it was Mr. Zhou's gorgeous sentence: "On the first day of love, I had insomnia." ”

Burst.

She smiled, as if she had forgotten all her worries.

replied: "Mr. Zhou, don't make it look like: Are you in your first love?" You have to remember that you are also a person you have loved deeply, how can you lose sleep because of the next little love? It's not like you. ”

Mr. Zhou: "How well do you know me?" ”

"It doesn't matter, it's important: I'm going to have a lot of time to get to know you."

"Dare?"

"Are you a flood beast?"

"I feel like I'm human."

"I also think you're human, so I'm afraid to get to know someone." After sending this sentence, Yan An got up and opened the curtains, and the lights outside the window were bright, but they made people feel lonely for no reason.

She bowed her head slightly, silently looking at the bright screen on her phone, the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked, love was magical, and it made her feel that she was redeemed.

This time. Mr. Zhou replied coldly: "Hmm." ”

What about a word? Yan An raised his eyebrows, and his curved eyes overflowed with some mist that was not sad.

What about a word? But how did she see the permission behind the coldness, the warmth that permission brought her.

She closed her eyes slightly, the world is lonely, if you can have someone to accompany you, it is indeed good.

I didn't expect that the information was warm and cold, and it was just a matter of dividing people.

There are always some people who just want to chill your whole body. It's not terrible, it's terrible that the person who makes you chill has ever given you the deepest warmth.

When the phone rang, it was a call from my father. She answered, slowly put it to her ear, and smiled profusely.

"How are you going to talk about me and your mom this time?"

She asked lightly: "What do you say I should talk about?" ”

"Who are you with?"

"I don't follow anyone. No one wants to follow. "I'm glad I'm grown up." "Anyone can throw her away, but she has the ability to do it without anybody.

Didn't speak again.

Yan quietly looked out the window, and after a while, he spoke: "I do have something to say from my mother's point of view, don't you make a lot of money by trading stocks, aren't you very capable, it's better to let her go and give her this house." After all, she has paid for you and this family for more than ten years, isn't it, after all, you are the one who made the mistake. Isn't that bad? From then on, the bridge returned to the bridge and the road returned to the road, and each was fine. ”

"You think I owe her?"

Isn't it? swallowed this face-torn rhetorical question into his stomach, and what came out of his mouth was another sentence that was not salty or light: "What do you think?" ”

"She has paid for this family for so many years, so I have been playing for so many years, haven't I paid for this family? Why can't I take anything with me?! ”

Yan An smiled sarcastically, no wonder they are all Qing officials who are difficult to decide family affairs, each of them says their own reason, never says that they are wrong, and is entangled.

Eventually, she opened her mouth and called out to her father, "I'm really, really not interested in these things of you, even if I'm a party to it, please try not to get me involved, okay?" She can silently shrink in the corner and endure it, and she can endure it for a lifetime, she is afraid of collapsing in front of people.

"To borrow your usual saying, adults and children don't care. I don't care, really. "If you beg me, I won't care. Yan An hung up the phone indifferently.

No one cares about her, she first cares about them, she cares about herself. Organize your world, pull yourself out of the family relationship you have relied on for more than 20 years, and be ready to start alone, as if you were an orphan.