Chapter 183: The Heart of a Broken Love

"Girl, are you alright?" The girl who sold the goods found out about Song Shanmei's abnormality, was a little worried, and reached out to help her.

Song Shanmei stood firm.

"I'm fine," Song Sun-mi took a deep breath and shook her head. She only felt that her eyes were unusually sour.

Song Shanmei took the newspaper, held back the tears that were about to well, and read it carefully.

The newspaper tells a touching love story. It is said that the two have always had business contacts and have a great friendship. The man and the woman are also a good match, they have known each other since childhood, childhood sweethearts, and deep feelings.

Unexpectedly, there were unforeseen circumstances, the man had an accident and became a vegetative person, but the woman still did not abandon him, stayed by his side, took good care of him, and, regardless of the opposition of the people around him, he wanted to marry the man without hesitation.

It is said that the woman has been pregnant for almost three months, and now she is married to her son, which can be regarded as giving the poignant love of the two people a heartwarming ending.

The story of the two people is really tear-jerking, singing and crying. In the article, he tries his best to render this touching and profound love that never leaves.

Marriage to a child?

Then Miss Su is three months pregnant?

Song Shanmei only felt that her heart was like a knife, but she just couldn't shed tears. Tears, being raw, were forced back into the eyes.

She counted the days, and she and Pei Shengyang had been almost three months since they first met.

And Miss Su was pregnant at that time.

Song Shanmei trembled a little.

Could it be that Pei Shengyang was interested in her when he saw her for the first time, just because she looked like his girlfriend?

It's just because his girlfriend is pregnant and he can't get close that he came out to dip in flowers and twist grass?

And, because he has a deep affection for his girlfriend, even if he treats her as a substitute, he is unwilling, so he has not done anything wrong in the few times he has been in the same room and sharing the same bed?

Song Sun-mi cried. She ran out of the store.

She dragged her huge suitcase out of the departure hall and walked aimlessly down the street. She didn't know where she was going.

Originally, the itinerary she set and the plan she made were all ruined because of this news.

In her heart, there was unspeakable anger, hatred, and endless sadness.

She really wanted to find a place to cry.

However, she pulled her suitcase, and before she could find such a place, she was already starting to be unable to bear it. She squatted on the curb in front of the bus stop sign and couldn't stop crying bitterly.

She buried her head, unwilling to let passers-by see her face.

Someone walked by her side and handed her a tissue, and she didn't even notice it.

"Don't cry." The man said. The sound was beautiful, pure, and cold, as if it were a pool of spring water.

She had cried enough, and finally looked up, took the tissue, and wiped her tears.

The man looked at her, as if surprised, and then fell silent.

She didn't look up, she just wiped her tears by herself, crying and wiping her tears.

The man frowned and asked, "Aren't you in the United States, what, ran back again?" What happened? ”

Song Sun-mi raised her head and looked at the man's face.

That person is none other than Dr. Jiang, Jiang Haozhe, who had a two-sided relationship in the hospital. She had seen the nameplate on his chest and remembered his name.

Song Shanmei stood up and said, "You recognized the wrong person." ”

Jiang Haozhe stared at Song Shanmei, looked at it for a while, and said: "I didn't expect that in the past, I could run ten streets after chasing me, and the girl who pestered me with a dead face, but now, when I meet, I can pretend not to know, just like the real thing." ”

Song Shanmei didn't know who the other party was talking about, perhaps, in this world, there are really people who look very similar to her, for example, Pei Shengyang's new wife, and for example, the ex-girlfriend of Dr. Jiang in front of her.

Song Shanmei was a little confused, could it be that she had a public face, or a plastic surgery face? So, wherever you go, you can meet people who look alike.

Song Shanmei has no dislike for the doctor Jiang Haozhe in front of her, although he speaks coldly and sharply, harshly and ugly, but it is undeniable that he is a good doctor who is serious and responsible.

Song Shanmei just thinks he is such a weird character. But now, she is not in the mood to say too much to the person who has only met her, so she said, "Doctor Jiang, if this is your way of talking, I think it is better to avoid it." ”

Song Shanmei said, a sad and pale smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "I don't want to meet new people now." ”

Jiang Haozhe froze. He looked at Song Shanmei in some surprise, only to see that her eyes were sad, but pure, and he couldn't see the appearance of covering up and lying.

Perhaps, she has completely erased him from the bottom of her heart, right?

Jiang Haozhe thought.

Once, for this girl, how important it was, a person more important than life, but now, it has been erased, he doesn't know whether he should be happy or sad.

He grimaced again, his expression reverted to coldness, and there was a slight disdain and disgust.

He will never forget that it was the girl in front of him, at his purest age, who used vicious tricks to drug him and take away his first night.

Perhaps, when you say it, some people will laugh and say that he is a big man, and some people throw themselves into their arms, and it is too late to be happy, how can they be so angry, as if they have suffered a big loss?

Jiang Haozhe knew in his heart that for others, perhaps, this was nothing. However, for him, growing up in a strict family education, he can't tolerate the slightest flaw in himself.

And that incident is the greatest insult to his personality and dignity, and it can be said that the impact on his heart is no less than that of any girl who has been raped. Yes, that's the feeling, being forced, being tempted.

And, because he is a man, he feels even more ashamed.

He didn't love that girl at all, but he did something that went against the rules and order of his heart. He couldn't forgive himself.

He was even more disgusted with the girl who was the culprit, disgusted with her meanness and unscrupulousness.

He took this anger out on the girl, and humiliated her with money, as if that was the way to barely get a little balance in his heart.

Since then, he has changed his phone number and deliberately avoided the girl. After this happened, he didn't know how to face her. I simply don't see it, so as not to be embarrassed.

Back then, he lost his beloved first girlfriend, regretted it, put down his dignity and prayed, but it was to no avail. He transferred all the hatred that he had nowhere to vent to the girl who was the culprit.

He hated her.

However, times have changed.

After all these years, there was no further contact. Occasionally, he would think of the bits and pieces of their childhood, and the girl who followed him, calling his brother in the same direction.

He sometimes wondered, was she really, so heinous that he couldn't forgive?

He didn't know. He only knew that his hatred was fading with the passage of time. In addition to hatred, his memories are occupied by intimate childhood memories.

He sometimes wondered what it would be like to see her again.

That time, in the hospital, was the first time he saw her in several years.

She was still as innocent as before, and some of the delicate little girls were carried by a handsome and sunny man to the hospital.

He was stunned for a long time before he recognized her.

He couldn't believe that the original eyes were full of resentment, willful, extreme, and crying like crazy at every turn, and self-mutilating with a knife. The girl who alleviated the pain in her heart made people see that the girl who was scared in her heart actually regained her softness and calmness.

Perhaps, that is the power of love.

This girl can't live without love, just like a fish can't leave water.

Without love, she would be hysterical, she would become strange and scary.

But now, because of the watering of the fountain of love, she has become beautiful, dazzling, full of vitality, and tenderness again. She became, re-attractive.

Jiang Haozhe thought that he was really not her lover. Only when you meet the right person will another person be changed.

People say that girls love to laugh because they are happy, not because they love to laugh, isn't that right?

Everything has an effect, and there is a cause.

However, this girl who has become happy and laughs because she has found her lover, why is she alone here now, and why is she crying so sadly?

Jiang Haozhe stood there, looking at Song Shanmei with a sympathetic eye.

He had already seen the wedding photos of the two from the newspaper. I saw her boyfriend before, and now her husband, is lying on the bed with her eyes closed in the photo. And she, standing by his bedside, was covered with tears.

He'd read the newspapers, too.

The bride in the newspaper is the girl he knows, the girl who grew up with his childhood sweetheart, Susanna.

He looked at the report, and vaguely remembered Pei Shengyang, he remembered that Suzanne had told him about the boy's situation. At that time, this boy was just an awkward rebellious teenager who was at odds with his family.

He just, he didn't expect that after only a few months, that man turned into a vegetative person, and the girl who once loved him deeply turned her head and threw herself into the arms of that vegetative man without regret and married him.

He didn't know how she would live her life in the future. But, how can it be a bitter word.

Jiang Haozhe opened his mouth and wanted to ask about Pei Shengyang, but he closed his mouth again. Every family has a scripture that is difficult to read, and now that he is an outsider, why should he join in again and poke at the sore spots of others?

Is it possible, you still have to laugh at others, look, you chased me back then and didn't catch up, and now, you are married to a vegetative person?

Thinking of this, Jiang Haozhe simply shut up and didn't say a word. He only stood by the side, neither to walk nor to stay.

Song Shanmei was still crying intermittently, she was crying while wiping her tears with the back of her hand. She seemed to be trying to hold back her tears, but the tears still couldn't stop falling.

A bus came, Song Shanmei glanced back at Jiang Haozhe, and there was no special expression, so she carried the bulky suitcase again and got on the bus.

Kang Hao-chul didn't follow. He stood at the bus stop and watched Song Sun-mi go away.

Here, it's the airport stop, and she's carrying her luggage, she looks like she just came back from the United States, right?

Jiang Haozhe only felt depressed in his heart, let out a long sigh of relief, carried his luggage, and walked to the direction of the airport.

He had just gotten off the airport bus, and at this time, he was going to another place to attend an academic exchange conference.

The bus was moving forward, and Song Shanmei looked out the window with an expressionless face. She silently shed tears, holding back her voice, not wanting others to find out.

The car, after about two hours of travel, has already driven into the city. Song Shanmei saw that the crowd got out of the car one after another, and she also got out of the car.

She was pulling a huge suitcase, not knowing where she was going.

Go home?

She thought blankly.

No, can't go back. In order to go to the United States, she worked day and night during this time, just thinking about saving some money. Moreover, originally, the parents were opposed, they were unwilling to let her be a girl, wandering abroad alone, for fear that something would happen.

However, she had a very tough attitude in this matter, and she cried her mother angrily and wanted to go.

Desperate to break through all obstacles, to find her lover, now, not a few hours away, but pull the suitcase, come back in a gray way, what will the parents think?

Song Sun-mi didn't want to go back. She didn't want her parents to worry.

At the same time, she is afraid of facing her parents' inquiries.

She was like a wounded hedgehog, curled up, and wanted to take care of everything by herself.

However, you can't go to school either.

Not to mention that she has graduated, there is no place for her to live, even if she does not graduate, at this time, the school is still on vacation, where will she live?

Song Shanmei remembered her classmate Li Xiaomo.

Li Xiaomo's home is not far away, do you want to go to her?

Song Shanmei thought while walking aimlessly on the street.

A car, speeding past her, nearly hit her.

The driver angrily stuck his head out of the window and scolded: "You don't walk for long eyes, are you blind?!" Who is responsible?! ”

Song Shanmei looked at the driver blankly and didn't say a word of apology.

The driver saw Song Shanmei's desperate expression and was a little timid, for fear that he was deliberately seeking death, and when the light was green, he hurriedly stepped on the accelerator, drove past Song Shanmei, and splashed Song Shanmei's dirty water.

Song Shanmei didn't care at all and continued to walk forward.

The sky is getting darker. She pulled her suitcase and walked to a crossroads.

She suddenly realized that she had walked to the intersection not far from the school, opposite the pharmacy where she had worked.

The pharmacy was turning on the lights, and through the glass, Song Shanmei saw a clerk who was checking out the bill for customers.

Song Shanmei suddenly felt a little sour and came to her heart.

This is where she and Pei Shengyang met for the first time.

Song Shanmei lowered her head again and looked at the corner of the street.

That's right, it was here that Pei Shengyang and the little gangster with a knife started hand-to-hand combat, and even now, she can clearly remember that thrilling scene.

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