The heaviness of his heart churned like the sea, and this heart, which he had never conveyed, would still be able to become a thorn in his heart after many years.

From his childhood to his marriage.

It's also a game of playing house, but the ending can't always be played like when I was a child, and there is a 'see you tomorrow' at the end......

Holding the last mark he had left behind, Styl sat down in a chair beside her. She began to reminisce in her mind about the happiest times she had ever had with him.

It turns out that the difference between a single thought can be so heavy.

It turns out that when you think about it, you can laugh at it.

It turned out that it was love at first sight, and she recognized the wrong person......

The woman sitting in the chair carefully folded the folds in her hands, just as he had been full of remorse back then, following the traces of his folding.

So careful as if she could see him after folding, she looked at her bloodstained hands, and she began to laugh at herself.

I have been obsessed with it for half my life, and in the end all this is just a mistake, a wrong step.

Styl suddenly remembered the first time she saw him when she grew up, indifferent, as cold as moonlight, and as cold as the body temperature of the blood clan.

She also wondered why, after not seeing each other for a few years, he suddenly turned from lively and enthusiastic to an ice cube.

But it doesn't matter, he promised to marry her.

Later, when he died, she chose the one who looked like him.

His younger brother is lively and has a warm smile, which also reminds her of everything she had when she was young.

With her left hand on her cheek, she looked at the books on the shelves and smiled.

If someone breaks into this study, they will surely find a woman like a rose sitting in the middle of the study.

She smiled beautifully, but if you look closely, you can see that tears are sliding down her face, which is completely unequal to her smile.

While she was crazy, she put the envelope in her hand in her arms and carefully protected it. She left the study and searched for his room in the old mansion.

Dusty ......

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Inside the seaside villa.

Leng Qianchen held a can of beer in his right hand and put his left hand on the window. His mind never came back to reality from the scene he had heard in the hospital.

His mother is obviously so gentle and a little tsundere.

How could you be so ruthless?

Leng Qianchen gulped down the beer, until a can bottomed out, he threw it with one hand and slammed it on the ground.

Before he could recover his senses, two extra arms appeared around his waist and hugged him.

"What are you thinking?" The soft voice rang in his ears.

"Why are you out again?" Leng Qianchen didn't break her hands, but just asked her very calmly.

"I'm worried about you, your mood was written on your face before." Anqin said as she hugged him tightly with her arms again.

Leng Qianchen sighed after looking at the sea not far away, lowered his head and glanced at her hands, "I'm fine, you can go back and rest." ”

He broke her hand holding him.

"I'm not tired, just let me stay with you for a while... May I? Anqin's hands clasped tightly, not giving him a chance to tear them apart.

"What are you doing standing here, there's a sofa behind you, can you go sit for a while?" Leng Qianchen looked out the window helplessly.

"And what about you, are you still going to stand here?" Angénie was a little silly.

"I'll go to the couch too, why aren't you disobedient now?" Leng Qianchen's whole face began to show dissatisfaction, and his beautiful string eyebrows also frowned tightly.