After crossing two streets, turning an alley full of magnolia petals, and walking past the pineapple house, Menghan stopped in front of a short and clumsy alley, and went up the stairs on the side of the alley, where the apartment on the third floor was the temporary residence that Zi Yu had rented years ago.

Standing in front of the familiar carved iron door stained with a little rust, Menghan raised his hand and hesitated slightly, and pressed the doorbell.

After a moment's pause, the door was opened from the inside, and Ziyu poked his head out, he was a little surprised, and then full of joy.

"Hanhan, you're here, we said we're going out on an outing tomorrow, can't you wait to come to see me today?"

He took her hand, imprinted an affectionate kiss on her face, and closed the door.

"You wait for me for two minutes, and I'll talk to you when I'm done with this chapter." He smiled apologetically at Menghan, sat down at the computer desk, turned his face to the screen, and continued to finish the few paragraphs he had just conceived.

Menghan sat down on a bamboo rocking chair, every time she came over, she liked to sit on this rocking chair, shaking and swinging, while watching Ziyu write novels in front of the computer desk, this feeling was very similar to staying by her father or brother when she was a child, that is, the other party did not say a word, and it was also full of warmth in her heart.

At this moment, Zi Yuzheng's ten fingers alternated, and the words on the screen flowed like flowing water on his fingertips. Looking from the side, his young face is handsome and abnormal, with a high nose bridge, thick eyebrows and slight eyebrows, is he thinking about any important link? Or how can the words in a sentence be perfectly expressed?

That young face, the skin is quite delicate. Very few men have such delicate skin, and there are no debris such as black spots on the skin, such skin is easily reminiscent of adjectives such as "delicate", but it is clear that Ziyu does not give people such a feeling, and the slightly darker complexion makes up for this deficiency. In short, he was young and handsome.

Usually, Menghan came to the apartment, as long as Ziyu was still coding, she would sit on the side, or take the first draft of the novel he took out and printed, pick up the pen and draw in circles on it, and when Ziyu finished writing, she would come forward and point to the notes on the manuscript of the novel and give him some advice.

But today, Menghan sat in the rocking chair, but he didn't say a word, and he didn't pick up the newly printed novel chapters next to him.

He gave her a strange look, and a faint sorrow was written between her brows.

What bothered this beautiful girl, his beloved girl!

Five minutes later, he tapped on the enter key, closed the computer, and turned to his girlfriend.

"Hanhan, if there is anything unhappy, say it to make me happy." He snapped his fingers at her and leaned down towards her, his black jewel-like eyes shining with a beautiful sparkle. He couldn't help but kiss that eyelid lightly.

The rocking chair stopped shaking, Menghan got up, stood beside him, wringed her hands, she looked up at his boyfriend, this young, energetic, self-motivated young man, the big boy who had saved her and her little nephew, after that, she had already recognized in her heart that he was her most loyal support in this life, but fate played tricks, and soon, she would never see him again, which meant that their lives would be like two parallel lines that would never intersect.

God, she doesn't want such an ending, by his side, that kind of love and the warmth of family affection is the warmth that she can't get along with other men, whether this feeling is because he rescued her and her little nephew on the side of the road before, under the wheel of the excavator that caused the accident, she doesn't know, and she doesn't want to delve into it, she only knows that this feeling is so real, between him and her.

She looked up at his eyes, the deep eyes under the thick eyebrows were still affectionate, and she quickly captured this feeling of love and affection in his eyes.

She is only afraid that she will never be able to let go of this man in this life: An Ziyu, we have no chance to get here, I hope that after leaving you, you will soon find your own happiness, and there will definitely be a virtuous and beautiful woman waiting for you somewhere, definitely.

I can't bear to say goodbye to you, but I don't do it, my mother, my home will be broken from now on, Ziyu, please forgive my helplessness, let's see you again in the next life!

Thinking of this, she shook her head sharply, and the words that had been lingering around her mouth for a while finally flowed out of her mouth-

"Ziyu, let's break up!"

"Why? Don't you love me anymore? As she expected, his eyes widened in front of her, and a big hand touched her forehead, and he tested her temperature, and it was fine, there was no fever, and it didn't look like a joke when she looked serious.

"Tell me, why, don't you love me? I guess that's impossible. His hands caressed her shoulders, his breathing was slow, and his tone was so earnest that she panicked.

"I'm getting married next week." She replied, "So, I can't marry you anymore." Thank you for your rescue, Ziyu, I will always remember you. ”——

I met An Liyu on a warm spring night, when Menghan was taking a shortcut to school, walking through a secluded path, and was robbed by gangsters on the road, An Ziyu happened to pass by and rescued her.

After that, they came into contact frequently, and then they knew and fell in love with each other.

"Married, with whom?"

"A friend of my dad."

"Your dad-friend, isn't that a big age? Did that guy threaten you? He clenched his fists.

"No, on the contrary, he helped my family. If I don't marry him, my family will be shattered. My mother was hospitalized with lung cancer and needed an expensive operation, and my father was originally engaged in real estate, and the investment was unfavorable, and now he has declared bankruptcy and owes the bank a loan of 2 million. If I don't choose to get married, my mother will miss the best treatment period, and the family's house will soon be taken away by the bank, I don't want to lose my mother, my father has been abroad for so many years, she has pulled our brothers and sisters to adulthood alone, and has suffered a lot, and I don't want the family to be homeless. Ziyu, you are a good man, leave me, you will find a better woman to be your wife, forget me! ”

She said so many words in one breath in front of him, tears blurred her eyes, and she cried and fell into his arms.

He cupped her face and looked at it so carefully, as if he wanted to engrave every inch of her skin into his memory: "Hanhan, have you ever thought about it, we can also consider other ways to solve your family's problems." ”

"What can you do? Ziyu, I don't want to marry that old man. ”

"There is still a way, wait for me for another year, and when I finish writing this novel, I guess there will be enough money." His tone was earnest.

"But my mother has lung cancer, and if early lung cancer is not treated in time, it will be more dangerous if it drags on for one more day. Ziyu, forgive me, I can't wait......"

Before she could finish her words, his kiss came down, so domineering, so natural. His arms were strong around her, and she couldn't move in his arms.

A familiar dizziness, she couldn't breathe, she didn't want to resist, his kiss was so hot, her hand unconsciously wrapped around his neck, she couldn't help but close her eyes, couldn't help but **, couldn't help responding to him......

After a long time, he let go of her. His eyes looked at her thoughtfully, but it was a little more painful, because she knew, and he also knew, that after she walked out of the door of this apartment today, they would eventually become strangers, and they could no longer be close to each other.

When her breathing finally subsided, and she was finally able to speak to him calmly, the hand that had just been lowered from his neck wrapped around her neck again: "Ziyu, do you want me?" I mean my body, if you want it? I'll give it to you now. ”

An Ziyu looked at the girl in her arms, her long hair reached her waist, her lips were slightly open, and her eyes like black gems were crystal clear. God, she's so beautiful, to say you don't want her is just. Although they have known each other closely, Menghan has always been conservative, and he doesn't want to force it, they are only holding hands and kissing together.

When she said this, a voice in his heart kept calling, yes, he wanted her, he wanted her!

He could feel her throbbing in his arms, and he took a deep breath and picked her up sideways and walked to the bedroom.

The bed in the room was big enough......

Well, she has now changed from a girl to a woman, which inexplicably gives her a trace of pride, perhaps because she is by Ziyu's side, by the side of her beloved man, this pride comes so calmly.

Oh, she didn't give the first time to that bad old man, even if he said that he would solve a series of problems for her family, this still made her faintly hate, to put it bluntly, Junhong was taking advantage of people's danger that year.

"Farewell, Ziyu." She waved at her boyfriend, and he hugged her again, a little reluctant.

"Do you still want to leave me? Menghan. He asked in a hoarse voice, the love was over, the bloodshot in his eyes was gone, "Maybe we'll find another way soon, and settle your mother's surgery fee first." ”

"There is no better way than to marry Nian Junhong, Ziyu, forget about me, you just think that our past relationship is playing the game of family!" She shook her head undeniably: "I'll get married next Saturday, don't come to me." Please! Don't disturb my marriage. Ziyu, I will always love you, forever. ”

Tears welled up in her eyes again, and she buried her head in his shoulder, letting his clothes gently wipe them away—a pain in her lower body.

Worst! These days coincide with her ovulation period, will the love just now make her pregnant? Horror surged into her heart, and then she was fiercely thrown to the back of her mind, whatever, maybe what she subconsciously wanted was such a result-

In this life, you can't be with the man you love, if you are lucky enough to quietly conceive his child, it would be fine! If it's a boy, it's the best, she almost chooses the child's name in her heart, if she is really pregnant with a child, just call him Xiaoyu!

She moved in his arms.

He tried to hold her tight, but she broke free from his embrace, grabbed the handbag she had brought from above the rocking chair, opened the door and rushed out.

"Menghan, come back! Menghan—" He went out tightly, she had already run away, and soon disappeared into the vast sea of people.

Despair, sadness, pain...... It hit like hail, knocking on Ziyukong's empty heart.

He stumbled a few steps and almost fell to the ground.

The heart hurts, the heart aches, like someone has taken a sharp knife and slashed it one by one.

He couldn't help but cover his chest with his hands, leaned his tall body against the wall, and slammed his fists against the wall.