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Although we have been seeing each other lately, and she understands that I am a mother, she has never been close to me, and if she has the opportunity to go to my father, she will definitely not stay with me.

I didn't chase it back, I went back with Meng Jiancong, during which his mobile phone was ringing, he took it out and took a look, turned it on mute, and handed it to the maid behind him.

I asked, "Who is it?" ”

"It's Qinglan." His demeanor was slightly awkward: "She's usually fine. ”

I asked, "Nothing to call you?" ”

He looked at me and smiled, "What do you mean by that?" ”

I shrugged: "If you don't want to answer, filter out the phone, since you gave her a private number, it means you'll answer." The point is, you don't have much to do right now. ”

"So what?" He asked.

"So I'm curious." I said, "I'll ask casually, if it's privacy, please include it." ”

He smiled and shook his head: "There is no privacy involved. She's a nice girl, but she wants to be in a relationship with me. ”

I asked, "You don't have feelings for her?" ”

He raised his eyebrows slightly: "What is the position from which you ask this?" ”

"Friend's position."

"Oh." He pouted noncommittally: "I don't have the habit of confessing personal matters to my friends. ”

"Oh." I said, "Forget it." ”

He frowned: "Why don't you take the bait?" ”

"I'm not a fish after all." I said, "I'm really just curious, you said it was a private matter, how can I ask any more?" ”

He smiled again: "Well, it's not that private. At that time, I helped her because I felt that she was in some difficulty, and when I learned about her situation, I became more sympathetic, but I had no feelings for her. ”

"She's in a pitiful situation?"

"It's pathetic." He said.

I asked, "But she likes you very much?" ”

"Yes, however, she doesn't know the real me, maybe in her eyes, I am just a man with a good life, a kind heart, and a poetic feeling."

I said, "I think she's right, and it doesn't seem like I know the real you." ”

He looked helpless: "You have obviously seen my legs." ”

"That leg is okay." I said, "Fanyin is mentally ill, but he can still marry a wife and have children." ”

He immediately answered: "But his wife won't be with me." ”

I was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but look at him, and saw that he was serious, not like a joke, so I said, "Although my father wants me to be with you, I also think that if I haven't met Fanyin, or, if I haven't been so entangled with him, then I must be willing to try to be with you." But now it's too late, as a woman, I'm a failure, I have nothing, and I don't have the energy to manage any feelings anymore. ”

He smiled: "Can your words be summed up as saying that you think the other party is good, but you still don't like it, so you would rather say that you are not good?" ”

I couldn't help but be stunned: "You can say the same thing." ”

"Then it's the same as me." "She's a nice girl, but I don't have feelings for her," he said. ”

"But you're good."

"I think you're good, too." He said half-truthfully: "I like you very much. Just now you rejected me so seriously that it almost broke my heart. ”

I knew they weren't the same kind of people, but I suddenly remembered Pu Lan. I think it's because very few men confess to me.

I couldn't answer this sentence at all, and after a while, he changed the subject: "You just made that request, are you expecting him to be cured?"

"It's not."

"That's ......"

I said, "Many years ago, many top psychiatrists and psychiatrists told me that his disease was not cured, but I never believed it, and now I believe it. A madman should stay in a mental hospital. ”

"I see," he said.

I said, "By the way, do you remember...... What about my photos? ”

"I'm not working on this." "Your dad said he would handle it," he said.

"He knows?" I hurriedly asked, "Did he threaten my dad with those pictures?"

"I told him." Meng Jiancong said: "It's too late to wait until you are threatened to tell you. Don't worry, your dad will be able to get the photo back, and he won't spare him. ”

"Oh......"

"What's wrong?" He asked, "All of a sudden, so bad?"

"Suddenly I remembered the events of that day again." I said, "Actually, I've been through it worse than this, but this incident made me very uncomfortable."

I could feel him looking at me, but thankfully, he didn't say anything.

I continued: "Especially when the traditional sound later became like this. I hate him more than Pu Lan......"

He still didn't speak, and after a while, he suddenly stretched out his arm and hugged me.

I cried uncontrollably for a while, then reacted violently and tried to push him, but instead of letting go, he hugged him tighter.

After all, his leg was disabled, and I was worried about pushing him down, so I had to stop pushing.

Actually, I could feel that although he was holding me, this hug was not lustful. I think I'm too sensitive, he's different from Pu Lan, he's a simple person, and he's not doing this to take advantage of me, just to support me.

I told myself that I didn't push again.

I don't have to think about it at all, the mental hospital is my ideal form of punishment.

When I told my dad about my decision again, he didn't raise any objections.

Until the day before the trial, we still had no news of it.

Meng Jiancong accompanied me back to the court, and the plane flew all night, and when I got off the plane, it was just morning.

It's now winter in Berlin, the weather is gloomy and the air is damp and cold. The roofs of the houses along the street are covered with a thin layer of snow, and the trees on both sides of the road are covered in snow.

We saw my old house on the way to our accommodation and quickly stopped the car.

Because it has not been tidied for a long time, the garden has become overgrown with weeds and the door is dirty. I wanted to go in, only to remember that I didn't have the key to this door, so I had to give up.

As soon as I came out of the garden, I immediately heard the sound of greeting from the other side, and I thought about it for a while, and then I remembered that this was our old neighbor.

The old man was already very old, and now he looks even older. I went over and said hello to him, and he told me to wait, and then he turned around and walked around and came out with something in his hand, which was the key.

"Your husband has been here, let me give it to you."

I took the key and asked, "When did he come?" ”

"It's summer." He squinted his eyes and struggled to recall, saying, "I don't remember well, I only remember it was a few months ago." ”

Fanyin has been with me all the time, and it seems that he was talking about before he left here for the United States.

I thanked him, chatted with him a few more times, and went back to open the door.

The house was still empty, but it looked very clean, as if it had been cleaned not long ago.

I beckoned Meng Jiancong to come in with me, found the coffee beans, and saw that they hadn't expired, so I opened the coffee machine and grinded two cups.

Meng Jiancong was used to living in villas, and he was definitely not used to such a cramped small house, so he seemed interested, and kept looking around, and I said, "This is the house I was in when I got married." ”

"It's exquisite." His tone was a little slight.

"It's a little small," I thought he meant, "but two people are enough." ”

"I don't think it's small," he said, "but I didn't expect you to live in such an environment when you got married." ”

"At that time he was a second personality." I pulled out the old book from the shelf, with Britney's signature on the title page. This book was specially given to me, so there is also a sentence written on it: Lingyu is zero, and the fate of the other is the same, and the stars are dreaming of driving, and it is said that it is in Sangtian. He doesn't actually know how to write any Chinese characters, and he has been practicing these for a long time, so he looks decent.

I handed the book to Meng Jiancong: "You see, his book sales are still very high." ”

Meng Jiancong took the book, turned a few pages, and said, "It's really surprising. ”

"You don't know that?" I thought he knew everything: "Didn't my dad tell you?" ”

He shook his head: "He just said that you were cheated by them, married to a psychopath, and suffered by his side." He looked around again and said, "My only daughter is married, living in such a house, drinking coffee with such a taste, if it were me, I can't accept it, let alone even harder." ”

I said, "It's all gone." ”

Meng Jiancong didn't speak, flipped through the book, and a piece of paper suddenly slipped out of it.

He had already picked it up when I passed, looked at it, and was stunned for a moment.

I took it and looked at it, and it turned out to be a wedding photo of me and Fanyin.

The photo is tinged with old colors, and the two of us are leaning against each other, with the small pink flower tree in the government building in the background, which is still there today.

You can also see the hem of Roman's dress in the background, she was my last friend.

He and I are both very youthful in the photo, especially me. I couldn't help but look in the direction of the window, where my face was now reflected, although it was so blurry, I could still see that I was tired and old, and no matter how much I took care of it, I could never go back to the beginning. It was the first time I had experienced the passage of time so vividly, so bluntly and so brutally. 8±(.*)8±8±，o

I was stunned for a while, and suddenly saw Meng Jiancong looking at me, so I smiled and asked, "I was not bad when I was young, right?" ”

"It's beautiful now, too." His answer is the standard answer for all men with enough emotional intelligence.

"Thank you."

He smiled even deeper: "It's even prettier when you laugh." ”

I avoided his gaze and said, "Thank you." ”

I went to the kitchen, found a small pot, and lit one corner of the picture with the igniter I used to light the candles. Tongue of fire licked the edges of the photo, first rolling off the hem of my skirt, then off his trousers, slowly upward, and finally turning all the smiles we had from ten years ago to ashes.

As the date of the trial drew closer, my mood became calmer. Whether it's divorce or the safety of Niannian, things are irreversible now, I just need to passively accept the result.

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