Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it's the holidays.

There are still ten days to go before the Spring Festival, even if it is a cold winter, the streets close to the Spring Festival are also lively, the streets are full of colorful neon lights, and the shops on both sides are also hung with red lanterns, which looks particularly festive.

Han Lingying walked on the bustling street, walked through the streets where she usually walked with Jiang Yiting, and where she walked, two girls unexpectedly appeared in her mind, holding hands, happily shuttling between the shops, her eyes were sour, and she looked up at the sky, Yiting, how are you?

Walking aimlessly around the street, I unconsciously walked to the café where the two of them rested last time, and was about to go in, but I accidentally saw an unusually familiar figure sitting by the window inside, Mommy?

Why is Mommy here? Who was the person opposite her? Why is it a little familiar?

Han Lingying slowly approached, and saw clearly that the person opposite Han Qingru was her, the beautiful woman she accidentally bumped into before, how could she be with Mommy, did they know each other?

I didn't know what the two of them would say, but seeing that both of them had red eyes, Han Lingying knew that Mommy definitely didn't want to see her like that, so she quietly turned around and left.

On the way home, the picture just now kept coming to mind, who was that woman? Why does Mommy cry so sadly, and what is their relationship?

The message rings, interrupting her reverie, taking out her phone, brother? How could he send a message now? Click on: Xiaoying, I'm waiting for you in the Dream Garden, seven o'clock.

Looking at the time, it was half past six, and I hurriedly stopped the car and rushed to the Dream Garden.

Dream Garden is in the suburbs, and when I arrived, it was still late, it was more than twenty after seven o'clock, I paid the money, got out of the car, and went straight inside.

The winter sky darkened early, and when Han Lingying arrived, the sky had gradually darkened, and there was darkness all around, only a little light emanating from the middle house.

Standing at the door of the small villa, he didn't see Jiang Yufeng's figure, Han Lingying flashed a trace of uneasiness in his heart, and walked in, there was no one downstairs, and he was about to take a look around, when there was a noise from the second floor.

Han Lingying tiptoed up to the second floor, and saw that the door of Jiang Yufeng's room was hidden, Han Lingying's inner uneasiness intensified, she wanted to escape, she didn't want to stay any longer, as if she saw through her thoughts, and there was an ambiguous gasp from inside the door.

Han Lingying resisted the panic in her heart and approached the door, stretched out her hand, but didn't have the courage to push it away, she didn't know what she was afraid of.

Taking a deep breath, biting his lip, he pushed open the door with a bang, and what caught his eye was two white bodies lingering on Jiang Yufeng's big bed, the man couldn't see clearly with his side face, his body was indeed very similar to Jiang Yufeng, and the woman could see it clearly, Fang Yushan?

Han Lingying's head exploded, his eyes widened in astonishment, he covered his mouth and took a few big steps back, tears flowed down his cheeks without warning, how could it be?

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Han Lingying's mind was in a mess, and he couldn't hear what they were saying anymore, so he wiped his tears indiscriminately, covered his face and ran out quickly.

Seeing the figure at the door stumbling downstairs, the person on the bed stood up unhurriedly, and saw the embarrassed figure fleeing from the window, and a triumphant smile rose on the corner of his mouth.