"You have a husband." Bai Nuan dragged a white rabbit doll in his hand, and when Tang Yimian went to clean up his things, he blocked Song Yiyi in the room and spoke expressionlessly.

Song Yiyi was silent, the hand holding the rag tightened slightly, her eyes met her, and her voice trembled a little: "Hmm...... I have a husband, so Nuan Nuan are you going to tell Mianmian? ”

Bai Nuan shook her head, and Song Yiyi breathed a sigh of relief.

"You probably know......" Song Yiyi sat down on the side, with a somewhat wry smile on her face, looking up at the ceiling, her eyes were a little red.

"When I left, there was nothing but a disfigured face."

"When I met the man, he told me that he was gay and asked me to marry him......"

Song Yiyi's story is probably that she met a violent maniac disguised as a homosexual, he was gentle in front of people, and he would abuse her later.

She returned to China because something happened to that man and she was forced to leave and let her stay here.

She copes with it carefully every day, especially when she sees Tang Yimian's gentle gaze, she always feels that her heart hurts.

She couldn't even understand why she was allowed to go through all this, when she had done nothing, and God was like this, step by step, pushing her into the abyss.

God gave her the abyss, but he also gave her the illusory starlight.

How could she be willing?

"Warm Warm...... Can you understand? I've thought about ending myself countless times, but I'm not ......reconciled," her voice choked and her eyes were red, "why do I try so hard to live and do this to me?" ”

"What I have is something that looks like it's in my hands, but it's actually something that shatters at the touch of a button."

She was only in her twenties, but she felt that the future was hopeless.

If it weren't for the first goodbye, when her sleep was so firm, she wouldn't even have the courage to hold her hand.

She is so filthy, how can she be worthy of her sleep......

Song Yiyi bent down, hugged her knees and cried so much that she couldn't help herself.

She finally burst into tears.

Bai Nuan looked at her, thought about it, stuffed the white rabbit into her arms, reached out and rubbed the top of her hair, a little dry: "I can help you." ”

It's been a long time since she's said anything like helping someone...... Now it's a little uncomfortable.

"Can't help...... Warm...... I don't have a future, I don't have a future......" She reached out and hugged Bai Nuan's waist, tears flowed down the corners of her eyes, and her shoulders trembled with crying.

"I'll help you get rid of that person, but you'll have to help me work." Bai Nuan was serious, and when Song Yiyi looked up, she nodded, "You have to run a dessert shop with Tang Yimian for me, and I want to take a commission." ”

No one likes to owe someone a favor, she feels...... In this way, you don't owe each other.

Song Yiyi looked at her, as if Bai Nuan was still a long time ago, and after quietly solving the problem for them, she came to a sentence that was not equal......

After all these years, they haven't really changed.

"Good ......"

The two people who had made up their minds like this, Song Yiyi wiped away her tears before getting up and preparing to go out.

Listening to a complete Tang Yimian outside the door, he slowly walked away and returned to the kitchen, still with the same meek eyebrows and eyes.

Since her Yiyi didn't want her to know, then she didn't know.

It's just the past that she's gone, and from now on, she's giving her everything she can.