Chapter 142

Maybe the waiting time is too long, so long that Rong Yan has grown up, and she is no longer the Lin Biluo who was in a desperate situation and had to stand on her own feet to save herself, so long that she even changed her name, and her parents have all changed, as if this matter has been so long ago that it is like a previous life, so when she saw the child who committed the murder back then, the resentment in her heart was not as deep as she imagined, only infinite sourness.

It had been too long, and all the grievances had been smoothed out, and even she herself couldn't clearly express what was in her heart at the moment.

Chu Junyue took her hand and slowly returned to the room, Yahuan followed five steps away, the pavilions and pavilions in front of her, the rich atmosphere, she felt like she had broken into someone else's world by mistake for a moment, and there was always some indescribable separation from the surrounding environment.

suddenly remembered that when he was a child, Lin Baosheng led her and Lin Nan to play on the street, secretly took them to watch a play in the tile behind He's back, and then bought a pear for one of them to gnaw, the juice was dripping, Lin Baosheng carefully wiped off the dripping pear juice for their sister and brother...... How happy!

was known by the He family, which caused a lot of anger, and scared their sisters and brothers: "When you see that your father is fascinated, your sisters and brothers are abducted by abductors, do you dare to go to the tile to watch the play when the time comes?" ”

Lin Baosheng was very young at that time, and he smiled softly: "How come? I'll watch them and siblings. ”

Where is he in prison? The children had not yet grown up, and he had already left them, leaving only their orphans and widows to stumble in this earthly world.

Rong Yan stopped in the middle of the stone road, looking a little dazed, like a child who suddenly forgot to return home. Chu Junyue took her into his arms and whispered in her ear: "Ayan...... The lady ...... "as if she was afraid of scaring her who was contemplating."

She came back to her senses and said without a head: "The pears of that year were so sweet." ”

What year?

Chu Junyue didn't dare to ask at all. Looking at the expression on her face, she also knew that it was related to Lin Baosheng, so she could only hug her tightly and explain in a low voice: "Don't be sad, who caused the trouble back then, they all found someone, and they can always teach the Shen family to be sad again." ”

Rong Yan whispered: "I'm not sad! This was said categorically, as if to confirm that she was really not sad, she also chuckled lowly: "You don't know my father--it's my adoptive father, I don't know what kind of person he is." How bad is Shen Jiayu, Daddy...... How good he is! He is a very good person, what happened back then was an unintentional mistake of a naughty child, if he lived, he would definitely not blame Shen Jiayu. It's just that...... I'm just not reconciled! ”

He is too kind and generous, and what he says is modest and generous, and how ugly he says is cowardice and forbearance, but who can say that this is not a virtue?

Shen Jiayu was certainly a naughty bear child when he was a child, maybe he was annoying and spoiled by his family, and theoretically speaking, the sin is not death. At least she can't tell herself very firmly: kill him and avenge Daddy!

She was unwilling to be kind, and Lin Baosheng paid for her life because of the prank of a bear child like Shen Jiayu!

Chu Junyue silently hugged her in his arms, wanting her to relax the nerves that had been tense since she saw the Shen brothers before, and silently patted her on the back.

She didn't feel it herself, but as a husband who gets along day and night, he could clearly feel her emotional changes.

"Ah Yan ......"

Rong Yan threw her whole person into Chu Junyue's arms, and she didn't know if it was a pregnancy reaction, she felt very tired, closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around his lean waist, and asked him: "Carry me back to the room, I want to sleep." ”

Some things have to wait too long, and there must be an end.

The author has something to say: I wrote and deleted this chapter by myself, and in the end there is only so much, so I'll write it when I get up to sleep.