Although the past is not forgivable, Ye Shaohong has nothing to take revenge on if he is in such a situation today.

And Lin Shanshan is just a poor woman trapped by love, and what she has always been obsessed with is only Ye Shaohong.

Now that a thousand sails have passed, although we are not proficient, we are not strangers, and it is okay to be a familiar stranger.

After a pause, I walked over, Ye Shaohong seemed to be asleep, and he usually likes to tease Qiqi, but he is exceptionally quiet today.

Compared with a year ago, Ye Shaohong is now thin and only has bones left, but what moves me is Lin Shanshan's unwavering indefatigability, even if this woman is wrong and hated, but at the same time she is also sympathetic.

After all, she has experienced no less than me, she is even more miserable than me, calculated by her beloved, and crippled her leg.

Ye Shaohong fell asleep, Lin Shanshan and I walked to the bench not far away and sat down, and her eyes still fell on Ye Shaohong and never left.

I never thought that one day I would be able to sit and talk with her so calmly, so...... Life is really full of unknowns.

Qiqi, who was already able to walk, got down from me and went to the grass to play by himself.

The grass was soft, and she would fall down from time to time, but eventually she would get up on her own.

Lin Shanshan looked at Qiqi and smiled: "I really envy you, you have a daughter."

I didn't speak, and after a while, I heard her say in a depressed voice, "Actually, I once had a child, but in the end I didn't have it because of my carelessness."

Laughing, her gaze fell back on Ye Shaohong: "Do you know why he became like this?"

I shook my head and went to see Qiqi.

I'm not afraid that Qiqi will fall, and I'm not afraid that she will cry, I'm afraid that she will be injured, so I've always been very indulgent to Qiqi, under my indulgence, Qiqi is not squeamish, and rarely cries, and always gets up by himself when he falls.

Lin Shanshan's melancholy murmur came from his ears: "He became like this because I drugged him, the same medicine he used on Ye Feiqing."

I was stunned, a little surprised, I didn't expect the truth to be like this......

She met my stunned eyes and smiled lowly, "Very surprised, isn't it?"

I was silent.

Lin Shanshan's eyes were red: "I love him, but I won't forgive him, I have done so much for him, and he ......"

She said bitterly, "It's okay if he wants me to die, how can he count my mother too?"

"So I'm going to do it my way."

In Lin Shanshan's words, my emotions were still slightly affected, and I felt sad, just like watching a tragic movie, feeling sorry and sad, and sad from the bottom of my heart.

Ye Shaohong woke up after not sleeping for a while, and when he woke up, he saw Qiqi playing on the grass, so he called Qiqi over, full of pity.

Lin Shanshan looked at Ye Shaohong, who was hugging and smiling at Qiqi, and said bitterly: "I think he may really like you, so he will stop at the end and unite with Ye Feiqing, love the house and Wu, so he likes Qiqi."

I was silent, just listening, as if listening to a story that had nothing to do with me, and I was just a spectator.

No matter what Ye Shaohong's feelings are for me, these have nothing to do with me, all I have been caring about is Ye Feiqing, and now, there is another Qiqi, our daughter.

After staying in the hospital for a while, I went back with Qiqi.

In the afternoon, I took Qiqi to an art exhibition, and now my life is not only Qiqi, but painting occupies a part of me.

In the blink of an eye, Qiqi was two years old, but she still couldn't speak.

At first, I always thought that Qiqi was young, and it is said that some children just speak late, so I always had expectations, until Qiqi was one and a half years old and couldn't speak, and I started to panic.

However, even after visiting the hospital, the doctors were helpless.

Faced with Qiqi, who is two years old and still can't speak, I was finally forced to accept this fact.

At the beginning, Jian Mingchen said that from the doctor's point of view, this child can't be wanted, and the results of the prenatal examination have always been normal when I was pregnant, so I always thought that Qiqi was healthy, and thought that she was lucky to occupy the 10% chance and would be a healthy baby, but I didn't want me to be happy too early.

I've cried and felt distressed about Qiqi's inability to speak, and I've had insomnia, but after all, I can't change anything, so I also thought about it later, it's nothing more than that she can't speak, at least she's still sound, she just can't speak.

The day Ye Shaohong left was Christmas Eve, and I received a call from Lin Shanshan at three o'clock in the morning, and she said that he was gone.

Listening to Lin Shanshan's calm and mournful voice, I was silent and unable to comfort me.

Two days after Ye Shaohong passed away, Lin Shanshan also died and committed suicide, it turned out that this was the way she chose to deal with it, not only to take revenge, but also to fulfill herself.

Lin Shanshan left a letter for me, she asked me to put her and Ye Shaohong's ashes together, find a windy day to scatter into the sea, she said that in this way she can go to the ends of the earth with him, and no one can separate them.

Lin Shanshan said sorry to me and Ye Feiqing, for those things at the beginning, she said that she was too persistent after all.

She said that she used to be sincere to me, but there were some things she just made choices according to her heart, so some feelings changed, people also changed, and became resentful.

She said she didn't like that kind of self either, but she couldn't help herself.

Lin Shanshan and Ye Shaohong are leaving, and I am the only one left in this country, and Ye Feiqing, I don't know what he is like now.

In the blink of an eye, when I was hesitating whether to go back, I received a postcard, which was sent by Ye Feiqing, only one sentence, or a poem.

The flowers bloom on Mo and slowly return————

This means that I can go back, we can be reunited, so I did not hesitate to go back to China immediately and take Qiqi back.

The plane landed from one country to another, I wanted to give Ye Feiqing a surprise, but I didn't want to surprise it, but I received a fright.

As soon as we walked out of the airport, Qiqi and I were put in the car by strangers.

The other party is very strong, so I know in my heart that it is definitely not someone sent by Ye Feiqing.

The other party's attitude was too fierce, Qiqi couldn't speak, but from her clear eyes, I still saw her uneasiness and fear.

I patted her gently, gently soothed, and smiled at her: "Don't be afraid."

Qiqi settled down at this time.

Although she is only three years old, because she can't speak, Qiqi is more precocious than ordinary children, she is very sensible, sensible and distressing, she uses sign language that is not very proficient to compare with me: Can we meet Dad?

I smiled and nodded, "We'll see Dad soon." ”

I don't want Qiqi to remember Ye Feiqing, so I have always shown Ye Feiqing's photos to Qiqi, and I have always told her that this is my father, and I often draw Ye Feiqing's portraits, so Qiqi is no stranger to Ye Feiqing, but he has no real contact in life.

I can see that Qiqi is a little excited, presumably she really wants to see her living father, not just in the portrait and in the photo.

With anticipation, Qiqi asked me: Is my father as beautiful as in the photos and portraits?

I touched Qiqi's facial features: "Yes, Dad is very beautiful."

In fact, Qiqi looks very much like Ye Feiqing, with a pair of stunning peach blossom eyes, delicate facial features, and a slight smile is already demonic.

It's just that Qiqi is still a child, and in that bit of profound brightness, she has more innocence and purity that belongs to a child, like an angel.

After the car stopped in a remote villa, it was no surprise that I met Fu Ling here.

I haven't seen her for three years, she is still so beautiful and noble, and her momentum is still so aggressive.

Her eyes were so sharp that Qiqi shrank her neck as soon as she saw her, and buried her head in my arms.

If she could speak to me, I don't think she would have said to me, "Mom, this aunt is so scary."

"Long time no see." Fu Ling poured herself a glass of red wine, and then walked back, she said sneeringly: "I really didn't expect that just a postcard would trick you back."