Chapter 812: Fanwai, He Anran.

My name is He Anran, and I have been a lady of heaven since I was a child, pampered and pampered, and I have been envied by thousands of people.

But when I was 11 years old, I realized that none of this was mine.

Because of a physical examination, the doctor found an abnormality and made an evaluation.

I wasn't really my parents' child, I was wrong in the hospital, but my parents were really nice to me, not only didn't care about it, but loved me as if I were their own daughter.

Not only that, but I was afraid that I would be sad and sad, and even gave up looking for their own biological daughter, which I can't repay.

So, I redoubled my efforts to study, and from childhood to adulthood, I won numerous awards, a perfect woman with both talent and appearance in the eyes of everyone, the object of countless men's pursuit, and countless women's envy and jealousy of enemies.

In this way, my appearance is extremely beautiful, but in my heart I am often afraid, because I am always worried that my parents will miss their biological daughter, and sooner or later they will find their biological daughter, so that my position will be threatened.

It wasn't until six years later that I met a mysterious girl who caught my attention, and I forcibly took her home despite my anxiety, but I didn't want to, and this time almost killed our family.

Although in the end, for some reason, the girl let us go, but, after that time, the stone in my heart has been calmly let go.

It's like something hanging overhead that has suddenly been removed.

The identity of that girl, in my heart, has long had an answer.

I buried it all deep in my heart and didn't let anyone know, and just like that, I was back to my old life. Shih Tzu literature

The careful cultivation of parents, the infinite warmth, and the greetings of friends make life better in the world than this.

But if it weren't for that accident, none of this would have belonged to me, so when I was enjoying all this, I would always have a sense of guilt in my heart, and I always felt that I had robbed someone else.

It's a pity that I didn't have a chance, and if I had the chance, I would have made up for it.

This kind of heart went on until I graduated from college, because of a chance, I met a friend and relayed my experience to him from God's perspective.

And don't tell yourself that you're the hero of this story.

After hearing this, the friend said, in fact, I and the girl are both victims of this incident, and we are wrong, and we can't blame any of us.

Because it's not something we can decide, just have a clear conscience about what you do.

On second thought, I thought that it was.

At that time, we were all babies and we didn't even have a memory, so how could we control this kind of thing?

At the moment of the exchange, we didn't know each other, although I enjoyed everything that should have belonged to that girl, but God would have done so, if I understood it from another angle, it could also be said that God or fate played tricks, or, what other factors, let me enjoy these, maybe this should have belonged to me?

It may be a bit selfish to understand it this way, but only in this way can my heart be completely opened and live with all this joy, life is only once, why bother to find yourself unhappy?

People are selfish, aren't they?