After my mother left, Chen Qingchuan walked towards me, he stopped in front of me, I thought he was here to preach me, I pushed him hard, and then ran outside.

Chen Qingchuan called behind me: "Xiao Yan! ”

I ignored him, but went back to my room, slammed the door hard, and leaned against it and cried.

It's been three years, for Fu'an, for my mother, for my father's last wish, I don't dare to cry, but now, I really can't bear it.

My mom keeps saying it's for my good, but what is for my good, who I like and who I hate, don't they understand?

But what about them? In order for Fu'an to have a more stable development and a greater future, they treated me as an appendage of Fu'an, an exchange, and tied me to death.

They love me, but they love Fu'an even more.

I never dared to say these words, because I was afraid that if I said them, it would chill their hearts and my own hearts, but today I really couldn't bear it anymore, and under impulse, I actually said all my grievances for so many years.

But what? It wasn't too comfortable.

I slid down the door and fell to the ground, and I sat there holding myself and crying.

At this time, someone was knocking on the door, and Chen Qingchuan called softly outside the door: "Xiao Yan, open the door well, ah?" ”

I ignored him, but got up from the door and went to the bed to lie on my stomach.

Chen Qingchuan waited at the door for a while, probably without waiting for my response, he said to Jin's mother who came up from downstairs: "Aunt Jin, please bring the spare key to Xiao Yan's room." ”

Mother Jin answered outside the door, and immediately went downstairs, outside the door was the sound of her footsteps, not long after Aunt Jin came up, handed over the spare key to Chen Qingchuan, and then, the door was opened by him.

Mother Jin wanted to come in with him, but Chen Qingchuan said to Mother Jin: "Aunt Jin, go downstairs to accompany your mother." ”

Mother Jin glanced at me in the room uneasily, but after sighing, she left through the door.

After Chen Qingchuan closed the door, he walked towards me.

At this time, I was wrapping myself in a quilt, and I was still crying.

Chen Qingchuan stood beside my bed for a while, and then sat down on the edge of my bed.

He whispered again: "Xiao Yan." ”

Seeing that I didn't react, he reached out and pulled the quilt off my head.

But the moment he pulled it down, I quickly wanted to pull it up again, but Chen Qingchuan moved faster than I expected, he blocked my chin and the stall of the quilt with his hand, and called again: "Xiao Yan." This time the tone was much heavier than before.

I simply glared at him.

He said, "I just want to see your face." ”

I said, "I'm fine." Then, he added: "You don't care." ”

I simply turned my back to him and didn't let him look at my face.

The room was quiet, and after he sat quietly for a few seconds, he lowered his eyes and stared at my red and swollen side face and asked softly, "Does it still hurt?" ”

I didn't answer him, he had to take his hands off the quilt, the tears on my face were not completely dry, my hair was wet and sticking to the side of my face, and on my neck.

He gently brushed my hair aside: "I'm not here to preach to you, and I can't objectively empathize with your situation, because for you, every minute of your torture may be my happiness for me."

I know I'm a little selfish, and sometimes I wonder if I really shouldn't have agreed to your father's request to marry you and tie you to me. ”

When he said this, he paused for a few seconds, and said with a wry smile: "Actually, I have a trace of luck in my heart, I think one day, maybe you will take a look at me." He stroked my red and swollen face: "But there are some things that we are powerless to change, but even so, if everything is not yet at the point where there is no room for maneuver, I think I would rather you hate me than easily destroy your father's last wishes and your mother's expectations for me." It's because they're your parents that I don't want them to be sad, you know. ”

I lay there and whispered, "I don't understand. Then I sat up from the bed: "Don't you have someone you like?" You don't like me at all, do you? Growing up, don't you have your own ideals and ambitions? In the past, you said that you wanted to be a doctor, but you studied finance in college, and then later, you married me and took over our family's Fu'an, have you ever thought that all this is not yours, and you? But for everything that doesn't belong to you, you have to tie up your life, along with your marriage, do you think this is what you want? ”

This is the first time I've said this to Chen Qingchuan, I used to be lukewarm and ignorant of him, but I think, maybe he's also patient? I hope he is like me, with me in patience, with everything they have arranged for us.

But Chen Qingchuan didn't seem to be what I thought, and he calmly told me a fact about my words: "I don't think all this is what I want." ”

His answer surprised me a little, and I looked at him with a frown.

"All this I did didn't make me feel miserable," he said. ”

I still don't give up: "But you like to be a doctor, as you told me before, Fu'an is engaged in real estate, and running a department store is the opposite of the career you want." ”

He smiled and asked, "So what?" ”

I saw that he was still in a good mood, and I became more and more anxious, and I said, "This should not be your dream." ”

Chen Qingchuan's eyes were full of warmth at this time, and he said something that had nothing to do with the topic: "It turns out that you still remember that I said these things to you." ”

I was completely defeated, and I knew that it would not work to encourage him, so I simply didn't bother to talk to him, and when I lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed, he immediately grabbed my hand.

I looked up at him.

"Everyone's dreams change, maybe at the age of seventeen, you want to be a doctor, a scientist, or a teacher, but after the age of twenty, you will have something more wanted," he said. ”

I said, "So what do you want?" ”

He didn't speak.

I said, "Does Phu Yasu have what you want?" ”

This time, he replied to me very directly: "Yes." ”

I said, "What is it?" ”

He still didn't speak.

I pulled his hand away and said, "I want to be free, I want a divorce, I want to be with someone I like." I looked him in the eye and said, "I don't like you." ”

I pulled his hand away completely, then got up and walked towards the end of the couch, I didn't look at his face, I just sat there and picked up a magazine and flipped through it.

But after flipping through the magazine for a while, I found that Chen Qingchuan suddenly stopped moving, I stopped what I was doing, looked at him, and found that he was sitting on the edge of my bed and didn't move for a long time.