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He Yan came back a little late, she parked the car on the side of the road first, and then took the newspapers and magazines she subscribed to from the mailbox at the entrance of the courtyard, and looked through them. Read the latest chapter in full while walking into the yard. To her surprise, she found a letter, a vellum envelope with only her name written on it.

It was a handwritten letter, which was already rare, and the letter paper was printed with a faint ink bamboo, and the bamboo branches were tall and sharp, just like the handwriting on the paper:

Hello, Ho Yan

。

As I write this letter, you are sleeping beside me, and when you read it, my filthy body is buried deep in the depths. It's amazing. Isn't it? We face each other again after a year, separated by life and death, you look at the words I write, and I look greedily at your face.

Ayan, I'm as despicable as ever. but also cowardice and weakness.

Even in the face of you a year later, I still don't have the courage to ask if the child is okay. I humbly hope in my heart that he can lie next to you at this moment, but I deceive myself and comfort myself that it doesn't matter, if he can't be by your side, he can at least be by my side.

Will this child, whom I am trying to redeem with my life, have my shadow in his eyebrows?

I once thought I had a thousand words, but I didn't know what to say until I put pen to paper. It's ridiculous that I'm pulling you into hell inch by inch, and now I think you can be moved by my words, isn't it?

But I've done something even more ridiculous, hiding alone in a dark video room. Like a voyeur. Watching the bits and pieces of your life with Liang Yuanze, watching the two of you at one end of the sofa, doing what you want to do, you sometimes smile at him, sometimes lose your temper at him, sometimes even stretch out your toes to kick him, and say unceremoniously: "Yuanze, go and pour me a glass of water." ”

Whenever I see this, my heart goes crazy with jealousy, but I am sad to find that I can't change anything, and I can only fantasize about the man in the image if I can change it. How nice that would be.

That's not Liang Yuanze, that's me, it's me by your side, you're smiling at me, you're losing your temper at me, you're sticking out your toes to kick that man, it's me.

But that person is not me after all, and I don't have a good temper like Liang Yuanze.

I'm not going to ask you to sit so far away from me, you're going to have to sit next to me, and it's better to snuggle up in my arms

。 When you smile at me, I will lean down and kiss you. But if you lose your temper with me, I'll definitely pull you over and teach you a lesson. Will I go pour water for you? I thought about this question seriously, and the answer was that I would too, but I should have instructed you more: "Ayan, go cook for me, I'm hungry." "Jia Li Wei.

Much like a schizophrenic fantasist, would you laugh?

Ayan, you're right, everything is wrong with us. It's wrong to meet, it's wrong to start, it's wrong to entangle, everything is wrong, it's wrong to do anything. And all I hope at the moment is that I can put an end to these mistakes properly.

Ayan, I'm sorry, I'm sorry I brought you such a hurt, I can't regret it.

Ayan, I am willing, willing to use my death to end this wrong thing and return your peaceful life.

Ayan, Ayan, Ayan, Ayan, Ayan, Ayan. I read your name over and over again, hoping to remember it a little more so that it could accompany me on the rest of the Huangquan Road.

Ayan, you know what?

More than once I wondered how nice it would have been if our start that night hadn't been so bad.

ii

The setting sun slanted from the side and fell on the paper, illuminating the handwriting a little dazed. Unconsciously, tears rolled silently from the corners of her eyes, and He Yan didn't know why she was crying, but she couldn't control herself. Just like a year ago, when she came out of the color ultrasound room of the maternity hospital, she lost her strength after walking two steps, so she could only lean against the corridor, covering her mouth with her hands, and slowly slipping and falling.

She saw the baby, which was nearly four months old, the child with long hands and legs, swimming and playing in the amniotic fluid. It was moving, lively and cheerful, and had no idea what was going to happen to it. Such a living life!

The hallway was full of people, and all sorts of eyes fell on her. Liang Yuanze walked over from the waiting area, ignoring the eyes of others, holding her shoulders with both hands, pursing his lips and lifting her off the ground, "Yanyan, we won't have surgery, let's go back." ”

She looked up at him in amazement, stunned for a moment, and then said in a dumb voice: "This is Shen Zhijie's child." ”

"It's yours too." He replied to her, there was also a contradiction in his eyes, but slowly, that look finally became resolute, he stared at her, and told her word by word: "No, it is not Shen Zhijie's, it is just your child, and in the future, it will still be our child."

。 Yeon-yeon, let's go back. ”

"Our child has been killed by Shen Zhijie." She said in a daze, put her head on his shoulder, and told him the secret hidden in her heart, "Yuanze, we had a child, our child was killed by him, he forced me to have an abortion, and threatened me with your life." ”

Liang Yuanze's body stiffened for a moment, he never knew that they had another child, he never knew.

As she spoke, she couldn't control her emotions and cried like a child, "I hate, I hate." He killed all our children, why should we keep his children? No, we don't stay, absolutely not! Let's go and have surgery now. Can't call it grown anymore! She was almost out of control, dragging him forward in a panic, "Hurry, hurry." ”

He followed her for a few steps, but stopped and grabbed her, "Yanyan, let's go home." ”

She slowly quieted down, stood there, looked at him blankly and helplessly, and softly called his name: "Yuanze." ”

He reached out and grabbed her head and pressed it to his chest, and after a long time, he told her slowly, "Yanyan, we are different from him." ”

Yes, they are different from Shen Zhijie, even if they have been insulted and hurt, they still will not become people like Shen Zhijie. Because no matter how hurt you are, it can never be a reason to hurt someone. She understands, Liang Yuanze understands, but Shen Zhijie doesn't understand, never understands.

He Yan wiped away her tears, tore up the letter with the envelope, and threw it into the trash bin next to her. She lowered her head and flipped through the key in her purse, and it was easy to find the key, and before she could insert it into the lock, the door was opened from the inside.

Liang Yuanze held the child in one hand, but held a bottle in the other, looking at her with the eyes like a savior, but he kept complaining: "I heard your car for a long time, why didn't you enter the door for a long time, what are you grinding outside?" In the future, if this is the case, I will never let you go out alone. ”

She didn't answer, she just laughed, but she couldn't help but have red circles in her eyes.

In fact, it is great that life can be like this.

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