It wasn't until Yihan woke up at night, and the first person she saw when she opened her eyes was not An Qingxiu, who she was thinking about, but Zhao's mother and Lao Zhao.

"Miss Yihan, you're awake, if you don't wake up again, I'm going to call you." Mother Zhao said worriedly.

"Has he never come?"

A weak voice came out of Yihan's mouth, with some anticipation, she struggled to sit up from the bed, and Zhao's mother quickly helped her up.

"I've been here."

Hearing these two words, Yihan's eyes lit up instantly, and her resurrected pupils flashed a little color, and she looked around expectantly.

"Don't look at it, he didn't come in and left, and took An Yu away." Lao Zhao didn't raise his head to say this, and Zhao's mother couldn't help but smash him with her elbow, complaining that he was straightforward.

Yihan's eyes quickly dimmed, and his long eyelashes hung down on his lower eyelids, revealing a sad expression. She knew that everything was over, and all those fantasies of beauty were over, like bubbles, bursting at the touch of a button.

Three days later, the funeral ended, and on that day, it was drizzling outside, and Yihan wore a black skirt and a large black umbrella, standing not far from the cemetery.

The wind swept the cold rain onto the legs of the umbrella, instantly invading the inner layer of her skin, making her unable to help but sneeze. She looked at An Qingxiu from afar, the man she had devoted everything to her, who was standing solemnly in front of the tombstone at this time.

Yihan didn't dare to walk over, her legs trembled, and the moment her eyes met An Qingxiu, the other party's eyes were full of indifference mixed with a little hatred. That look made Yihan's heart instantly cold by half, the coldness that cut into the skin, she felt that the blood in her whole body was coagulated, her trembling lips showed a scarlet color, and her pale and purple face was like dead ashes under the beating of the rain.

She felt that her legs were about to lose their legs, weak and powerless, and she couldn't help but stumble backwards, staggering in the wind.

Gradually, Yihan felt that her vision began to blur, her hands did not have the strength to grasp the handle of the umbrella, and she fell to the ground with a "bang", and the rain hit her head straight up, pouring from top to bottom.

The delicate body swayed, and at the last moment of falling, a pair of strong hands dragged her. "Miss Yihan, Miss Yihan, wake up quickly......" An ethereal cry sounded in his ears.

When she woke up, Yihan found herself lying on the bed, with a warm towel on her forehead, and seeing her wake up, Lao Zhao hurriedly walked to the bed.

"Miss Yihan, you're finally awake, you're going to scare me to death."

Yihan sat up from the bed with great difficulty, removed the towel from his head, and gently placed it on the bedside table. In her current state, people are not like people, and ghosts are not like ghosts. The dry lips were full of cracked dead skin, rolled and cuffed on the delicate lips, and the sallow face looked like a wax figure in a museum under the illumination of the light.

At this time, Zhao's mother hurriedly went to the kitchen and brought ginger soup, carefully brought it to her side, blew it, and brought it to her mouth.

Yihan shook his head stiffly, staring blankly at the flowers on the quilt.

"Let's drink some, I just suffered from the cold, if I don't drink some ginger tea, I'll catch a cold for a while." Mother Zhao gently persuaded.

Yihan still shook her head, Zhao's mother glanced back at Lao Zhao, and Lao Zhao motioned for her to continue. Mother Zhao had no choice but to persuade her bitterly again: "If you suffer from the cold, people will suffer very much, so you should drink some." ”

"I said I wouldn't drink it." Yihan screamed as he knocked the bowl over on the floor, making a "zizi" sound, and the spilled ginger tea sprayed onto the sheets.

Mother Zhao was so frightened by her voice that she immediately stood up, stood aside helplessly, glanced at Lao Zhao aggrievedly, and she nervously pulled a few pieces of paper from the bedside table to absorb the tea stains on the sheets.

The atmosphere froze suddenly, Zhao's mother and Lao Zhao didn't dare to speak, they wanted to leave and were afraid that Yihan would do something stupid. Halfway through, Yihan realized his gaffe and whispered, "I'm sorry, I'm just uncomfortable, Mother Zhao, I'm hungry and want to eat some porridge." ”

Hearing this, Zhao's mother smiled happily and chattered: "If you want to eat, I'll go and serve it to you, Lao Zhao, you deal with the floor, I'll go to the kitchen to serve some porridge to Miss Yihan first, but fortunately, when I come back, I will boil in the rice cooker." ”

When Lao Zhao heard the command, he quickly brought a mop and finished processing the ginger tea in one place. Yihan got up from the bed and returned to the dining table to eat, and Zhao's mother took the time to change the sheets and covers in the room.

Standing in front of the washing machine, Zhao's mother felt very uncomfortable, she knew women too well. Deeply for Yihan felt that it was not worth it, for An Qingxiu, Yihan abandoned everything, but now, An Qingxiu no longer loves her, and some only have indifference and hatred. She was very worried that Yihan would not be able to survive such a blow, let alone a girl in her twenties, even she felt that it was unbelievable and difficult to parry.

"What god is there?"

The words that suddenly sounded behind scared Zhao's mother, so frightened that she hurriedly covered her chest, and when she saw that it was Lao Zhao, she couldn't help but blame: "You are going to be scared to death, hey, I'm thinking about Miss Yihan, Lao Zhao, why do you say that this child's life is so bitter, let those good young men don't like it, you have to like a married man, then Jin Se is not good at first glance, can you provoke it?" ”

Lao Zhao shook his head helplessly, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and was about to light it when he was knocked off by Zhao's mother, "Didn't you quit, when did you smoke it again, this smell can't stand it, it's not good for Miss Yihan, throw it away, don't let me see it a second time." ”

"I'm not in a bad mood, I want to smoke a cigarette to relieve myself, it's just that I won't smoke." As he spoke, he threw the cigarette into the toilet, pressed the button, and sank into the sewer as the water swirled.

Late at night, An Qingxiu drove here, just got off the car, Lao Zhao, who heard the movement, got up and came out, saw that it was An Qingxiu, and when he was about to speak, An Qingxiu signaled him not to make a sound, and then tiptoed to the second floor by himself.

Yihan is afraid of the dark when he sleeps, so he always likes to turn on the bedside lamp. An Qingxiu walked softly to the side of the bed, squatted down, and carefully looked at the woman in front of him that he loved and hated.

He wanted to reach out and touch the other party's face, but as soon as he stretched it out, the scene of Jinse's tragic death appeared in his mind, and then that hand couldn't go down.

Thinking of what Jin Se said before he died, An Qingxiu's heart felt as uncomfortable as if he had knocked over a medicine jar, and in an instant, he had the urge to strangle Yihan to death. Annoyed that he had this terrible thought, he withdrew his hand and grabbed his hair tightly, holding his breath in his chest.

An Qingxiu hurriedly left the room and walked to the living room on the first floor, only to exhale heavily, he slumped into the sofa, buried his head deep in the pillow, tears flowed out silently, soaking the sofa cover.

Night, like an invisible devil, his huge body pressed against An Qingxiu to the death, not giving him any respite. He hated God for tormenting him so much. How good it would be if it was according to the established plan, he wanted to vent his anger, but there was nowhere to go, and when he got home, the room was full of Jinse's shadow.

Before An Yu left, he reminded An Qingxiu that seeing is not necessarily believing.

An Qingxiu was not without suspicion of the whole thing, he could believe that the kidnapping was planned by Jin Se, but he knew that Jin Se would never joke about the child in her belly, although she was indeed sick. At this time, he suddenly thought of the scene when he saw Yihan for the first time, when she was fighting with the two Zhengtai sisters, and later, she slapped the leaves, which gave An Qingxiu reason to believe that Yihan had violent tendencies.

Lao Zhao walked over, and An Qingxiu whispered to him, "Don't tell her I've been here." With that, he stood up and left the place.

Lao Zhao stood at the door and looked at the direction of the car leaving, his heart was mixed, he was just hesitating whether to tell An Qing the truth about the whole thing, but he was afraid that if he couldn't say it well, it would backfire, deepening the misunderstanding between the two. simply kept silent about it, he believed that the clear person would clear himself, and there would always be a day when the truth came out.

Back in the room and lying on the bed, Zhao's mother asked, "Is he gone?" ”

Lao Zhao said "um", paused, and continued: "He asked me not to tell Miss Yihan that he had been here. ”

"Hey, what did he come here for tonight?" Mother Zhao continued to ask without giving up.

"He went upstairs for a while, and when he came down, he lay on the sofa and cried for a while, you know, a man in his forties cries when he says he will cry, and he will live to our age, really, if he doesn't encounter a hurdle that he can't really get over, it's impossible to shed tears."

"You mean to call him hypocritical?"

"Look at you saying this, how can you, I just think Mr. An is a little pitiful, in fact, I can see that his heart is struggling, we all know that he likes Miss Yihan, but when something like this happens, how can you let him continue to love Miss Yihan." I'm now worried that he's going to do something bad to Miss Yihan, after all, when a person's emotions break down, his right side of his brain doesn't listen to commands. It doesn't matter, no matter what happens, I'll protect it, Miss Yihan. ”

"He's pitiful, isn't Yihan pitiful? For him, Yihan gave up everything, what do you say her parents think, I don't know if they know about it. Speaking of this, Zhao's mother frowned, and her heart was full of anxiety.

She asked herself, if her daughter destroyed other people's families and became a junior, she would naturally be angry as a mother, and after the bitter persuasion failed, she would only have a bad attitude towards her daughter, but she would never sever the mother-daughter relationship. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but admire Yihan's parents' heart, which can really be called "hard-hearted".

Disturbed by An Qingxiu, neither of them felt sleepy, lying on the bed with big eyes and staring, and simply continued to chat.

"Lao Zhao, you go to the vegetable market tomorrow to buy vegetables, help me buy a pigeon and come back, I want to stew soup for Miss Yihan to drink, and replenish my body."

"Pigeons, no problem, I don't know what Miss Yihan likes to eat."

"Hey, it would be nice if her parents were with her at this time."

"What's the use of you talking this nonsense now, it's not early, go to bed quickly, close your eyes if you can't sleep, you have to get up early tomorrow morning, and the fallen leaves in the yard are backlogged again." Saying that, Lao Zhao turned over, turned his back to Zhao's mother, and no longer paid attention to her.

Yihan upstairs opened her eyes at this time, in fact, she just knew that An Qingxiu was coming, she was waiting for him to touch his head dotingly like before, but no, she didn't wait until An Qingxiu left.

Yihan's mood was very complicated, she was thinking, An Qingxiu needed time to heal the wound in her heart, and this matter was difficult for anyone to accept. She planned to wait for An Qingxiu to calm down, and then find an opportunity to tell him the ins and outs of the matter.

Early in the morning, Lao Zhao pushed open the door and stretched out with his eyes closed, and after opening it, he was suddenly startled by the scene in front of him......