(492) all feel heavy

My eyes were always on him, and there had to be someone suffering between us, and I didn't want to be that painful person, so he had to be. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

There seems to be a lot of things in his eyes, most of them are painful and helpless, I know what kind of person Yan Shaocheng is, I didn't understand it before, but now I understand it very well, Yan Shaocheng's weakness is actually easy to find, he has always been like this, and I don't understand.

I smiled wickedly at Yan Shaocheng. "I don't want to see Su Su anymore, and I'm sure she doesn't want to see me either."

My words were calm but hostile, and I relied on Yan Shaocheng to love me, and I was reluctant to let my children do whatever they wanted. This is a foreseeable truth, but it's a pity that Yan Shaocheng is unwilling to guard against me.

I wonder if there is also a place in Yan Shaocheng's heart that is out of reach, and that place has festered into a wound. Because his love is deep, there is no way to get close.

Yan Shaocheng's gaze looked at me, and the sarcasm at the corner of his mouth was towards himself. Because he brought it all upon himself.

"It's better to say everything you want to say, and ask for the purpose to be more straightforward."

His words were emotional, and perhaps he was reprimanding my actions, but he was also powerless.

Isn't it said that the one who hovers between the two is the most painful? Yan Shaocheng is now.

"You brought it on yourself." I had a smile on my face, and my badness was too obvious. His badness is hidden under that mask.

Sometimes I wonder if I was too cruel to Yan Shaocheng, but I found that Yan Shaocheng may not be kind to me.

If he had left me to fend for myself, perhaps there would not have been this major hidden danger. Knowing that I approached him with a purpose, he still chose to get close to me, and he still chose me to be his woman even though he knew the grievances between me and the Yan family.

That's why I said he did it himself.

"Fang Jingxian, do you want to destroy the Yan family so much?" Yan Shaocheng's words were a little accented, as if his heart was hurt, and I stabbed him in the heart.

But they stabbed me a lot in the Yan family, my pain, my life is no longer happy.

Obviously, I also want to let go, but I can't let go, and I can't put it down.

"Yes." I didn't avoid his gaze, and the cruelty of his words could almost destroy people's souls.

Love is a mire of pain, and there is no warning of the pain of human life. Yan Shaocheng: We only know how deeply we love each other when we hurt each other.

What I want and what you want are inherently contradictory, and you can't have both.

What I ruined was never the relationship between us, I knew that the wise and powerful Yan Shaocheng knew that I loved him, and I also knew that he loved me.

We have obstacles that we can't cross, so it's up to hurt each other. The way to love each other.

I can't let it go, and you can't destroy it.

Loving us like poppies, we are all addicted, but we are also using our lives to overdraw this beauty.

"What about me?" Yan Shaocheng asked me instead, and his words seemed to have been thought for a long time before they came out.

He's asking me where I put him, and if I can't do both, I'm going to destroy him too.

In the face of Yan Shaocheng's words, I never came up with a better answer. I don't know, and it wouldn't be like this if I knew.

"You are the Yan family." My words are calm, but they are devastating. Sometimes duplicity is my specialty.

It's just that not all men understand your duplicity, and not all people who understand don't have heartache.

Obviously, Yan Shaocheng belongs to the latter, and he is also in pain, obviously he understands my duplicity.

"I see." Yan Shaocheng seemed to be planning to leave and do what he promised me.

I just felt like every step he took was so heavy.

Yan Shaocheng: What kind of person are you?

"Hug." I looked at Yan Shaocheng with a smile, although the meaning of this has been blurred, I am a downright bad woman.

Yan Shaocheng's pace did not stop, passing by me. His breath made me feel heavy.

Yan Shaocheng has never refused my hug, but this time he didn't stay.

The corners of my mouth were lowered, and my eyes were looking up, and my heart was uncomfortable. Originally, there should be no love between us, but since there is love, we have become less like ourselves and have learned to hurt each other.

I always wonder what kind of person Yan Shaocheng is.

I used to think that Yan Shaocheng was invincible, and I thought that Yan Shaocheng's spirit was like a person attached to the Divine Mansion.

But no, Yan Shaocheng is a person, an ordinary man, he is a person who will endure silence when he is injured, he is a person who will only bear it.

I overestimated Yan Shaocheng, and I also overestimated myself.

Yan Shaocheng is a person, the more he understands, the more distressed he becomes.

My hands clenched, as if I was holding back my emotions. Fang Jingxian is also a mortal fetus, how could she not know the pain of the cone?

Between us, the unspeakable pain tugged at our hearts deeply.

The unfortunate thing between us has always been love, so there should be no love.

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The sun was shining in the morning, and I was discharged from the hospital with only one bag in my hand.

The feeling of the sun shining on me seemed to be something different. A Maybach stopped in front of me, and Yan Shaocheng still seemed to be familiar to me when he got out of the car.

I found that I had more and more ability to see through, and I could almost see through Yan Shaocheng's heart.

Yan Shaocheng's strength, Yan Shaocheng's so-called disguise.

He was still the same, and the sun shining on him reflected on him and he looked exceptionally good.

Yan Shaocheng is not a first-class handsome guy, but his temperament gives him a unique charm. I was once bewitched by his face, and I was wrong again and again.

"Get in the car, let's go home and live in the near future." Yan Shaocheng's words made my heart even more uncomfortable.

It's as if Yan Shaocheng was saying to me, dear Jingjing, go home.

I never had a home, and Yan Shaocheng was the only one who gave me a home. He let me know what it's like to have someone at home.

I don't want to deny how I love him, how I love him.

In fact, I always want to ask Yan Shaocheng why he is so contradictory, so contradictory to me.

His soul seems to be torn apart, and he can't control being good to me, and he can't control being bad to me.

Yan Shaocheng: What do you want?

"I have already applied for bail on Qiao Yinan's matter, and the result may be available in a few days. This is a guarantee that I will not touch Founder's shares for five years. Regarding Mom, I will ask Mom to be treated abroad. Are you satisfied? ”

Yan Shaocheng handed me the thing, and I opened it and took a look. Above it is the signature I am familiar with, Yan Shaocheng's unique handwriting.

"You'd better set up a baby room at home, and I'll go back to the apartment." I don't want to go back to the villa, I'm afraid Su Su will find me.