(272) Unforgivable

If I were to forgive, it would be unfair to me. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

If I want to forgive Fang Yewei, then why didn't he come to me, I don't believe that she would not know about my mother's death. He knew that her daughter was in exile, but she still didn't come to me.

When I appeared in front of him, he still had to guard me against me and refuse to love me.

If I want to forgive Pan Wanlin, why did she have such a fragile choice, and she didn't even think about me when she committed suicide? Why did she leave me alone to live?

Is this what love is said to be? Why is it so ridiculous that it can't be saved?

I don't think they want me to forgive, because they think that I don't exist as well as I don't exist, and that it's a burden for them that I'm alive.

At this moment, Fang Yewei keeps saying that he loves me, but he just wants to use me. And what should I think about asking them to live?

"Yan Shaocheng, don't always be self-righteous and think that you understand me." I retorted to Yan Shaocheng, and there was contempt in my words.

I'm afraid that someone will tear up my wounds, because I can't even attach to that story. I don't want the thorns all over my body to be seen as hurting in my heart, I think I'm still the arrogant and confident Fang Jingxian, not a cowardly appearance.

I don't want to be humble, and I pray for others to allow me to be a little proud. Because I'm Fang Jingxian, I don't want to lose to the point where I'm bruised.

"Why are you hopelessly paranoid when you mention the Fang family?" Yan Shaocheng confronted me and said a problem of my habitual thinking.

Yes, it does. My thoughts will be covered in thorns when facing the Fang family, and when I face the Fang family, I will think that that smile has the idea of wanting to poison him.

I have subjective delusions of being killed by the Fang family, I know it, but there is no way to save it.

"And what do you want me to do?" I looked at Yan Shaocheng, as if he was still the arrogant man, as if his armor was stronger than mine, and my armor had long been crushed into slag in the face of the Fang family.

Yan Shaocheng stopped and looked at me, as if he wanted to see the bitterness in my heart. However, I have always been proud and will not allow anyone to try to pry into my heart.

Yan Shaocheng seemed to see that the resistance in my heart became more and more tenacious. He hugged me violently, as if he wanted to give me a warm hug.

I think I should have the quirk of hugging, because hugging will have an inexplicable sense of security, as if that feeling is what I lack.

I calmed down because of Yan Shaocheng's hug.

I am on Yan Shaocheng's shoulder at the moment, and there seem to be fragile tears in my eyes, but I will not shed tears in front of anyone, and I will not let others think that I am vulnerable.

Yan Shaocheng whispered in my ear. "If you say go back, we'll turn around."

It was as if he was asking for my opinion.

And I chose to be calm and breathe in his ear. "No need, I also want to see Fang Yewei's regrets."

When I returned to normalcy, I once became a vicious person, and this is who I am.

I calmed down a lot, and suddenly wanted to see the most vulnerable place in Fang Yewei's heart, I wanted to see Fang Yewei's fragile appearance. This man keeps saying that he loves the woman most in his life.

Yan Shaocheng hugged me a little harder, as if he had seen through my absurd façade and had a little understanding of my thorny bushes.

In my thorny jungle, it was not only the people who tried to enter it that were hurt, but also myself. I was hurt the most.

I cursed myself never to walk out of this thorny forest.

The car restarted, as if I had begun to wander away and into my deepest thorn forest.

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When Fang Yewei arrived at the cemetery, it was already four o'clock. The weather in the suburbs was gloomy, as if it wanted to rain.

Fang Yewei looked for people he was once very familiar with, people with clear memories. Soon he found the woman, the woman who had been throughout his life.

In the photo, she is smiling, just like she was at the beginning. It's a pity that he is old and has become an old man, and her face is frozen in the most beautiful time.

Fate went back and forth, and finally returned to square one. The person he loves the most is always in the innermost part of his memory.

"Finally meet again." He reached out and wiped the photo very seriously, as if he wanted to see her face clearly.

Perhaps he never thought that the moment she left Pan's father's funeral more than 20 years ago was actually a farewell.

Fate always leaves the original years, and later finds that time has not changed, and it is always the people who once thought they were eternal. Fate still did not increase or decrease, and spread to this day.

I really want to, I really want to go back to the day when I first loved you, if he knew that fate was reversed, he would definitely not marry her again.

"I didn't expect that side to be goodbye. You have been living for that man named Yan Qi all your life, and you have never faced up to my existence, maybe you have never thought about my feelings. ”

Fang Yewei sighed, as if reminiscing about the original years.

"Do you know who Jingxian's husband is? Yan Shaocheng, he is Yan Qi's son. It's ridiculous, your daughter married Yan Qi's son without knowing it. Fangzheng is also Yan Shaocheng's now, and your daughter is like a working machine for the sake of profit. I don't think she would have been like this if you were here. ”

Fang Yewei seemed to be regretting, but he couldn't do anything.

"You insisted on leaving, and now you are sleeping peacefully in this uninhabited place, have you ever regretted it? Regret ever leaving me? ”

Fang Yewei suddenly laughed, laughing that he was already an old man, and he was still thinking about what had happened, but this was his regret, he regretted it for a lifetime.

He coughed suddenly, and it began to rain foggy.

The personal doctor on the side immediately came to check on him. "Fang Dong, you are still in the recovery stage, you need to pay attention to recuperation. It's raining, so let's go back to the car first. The autumn rain is icy and not suitable for your body. ”

Fang Yewei waved his hand. "Wait a minute, I have something to say."

Even though he knew that the person he had in his heart would not be heard again, and the person he loved would not come back.

"Well, well. Please pay attention to your body. The personal doctor opened the umbrella to protect Fang Yewei from the rain.

Fang Yewei looked at the photo on the stone tablet and couldn't extricate himself for a long time.

If you miss it, it's a lifetime.

If he had reached out and grabbed it that day, her hand would have been stubborn and would not have allowed her to go, perhaps it would have had another result.

Fang Jingxian will be the happiest child in the world, Fang Yewei will be the luckiest man, and Pan Wanlin will be the best wife in the world.

People always have to spend a lifetime to verify and verify how dramatic the word fate is.

"Do you know that I hate you, I hate you for the rest of my life."

Hatred seems to have run through everything, the deepest thing in this drama of fate. (To be continued.) )