Lin Nian took a down jacket and draped it over Jian Junxi's shoulders, then walked to the car and opened the door of the back seat for her.

Jian Junxi raised his eyes to look at the pitch-black ceiling, and there was an indescribable melancholy on his face.

Yang Hui followed her gaze and said lightly: "The weather forecast says it will rain tonight, do you know if you come back early?" ”

"Good!" After Jian Junxi finished speaking, he pulled the down jacket on his body and got into the car with an expressionless face.

Out of the gate, twenty luxury cars on the left and right guarded on both sides, a mighty pomp, staggeringly high-profile, completely inversely proportional to her previous low-key style.

She looked very unaccustomed to it, but Li Xin has been going out like this for the past few days.

Yan Rongliang was worried that someone would hurt her, so she was extremely cautious, especially today, everyone didn't dare to take it lightly!

Watching the car drift away, Lin Yiyi was inexplicably frightened in her heart, and asked worriedly: "Every time she goes out, my heart is like someone beating on it, and I can't do it." ”

Yang Hui sighed lightly, hugged her waist, pursed his thin lips, and was silent.

"She doesn't have any friends at all? You say, who is she going to see? ”

As long as Lin Yiyi thought of her lying unconscious on the bed, the cold sweat on her body kept pouring out.

Yang Hui looked at the sky in the distance, his dark eyes flashed with a complex light, and he said in a dejected tone: "Yiyi, in the past ten years, she has tasted all the hardships that ordinary people can't understand

We always feel sorry for her, reluctant to her, no matter what she does, it is all kinds of worries, the more we want to give her the best, but no matter what efforts we make, looking back is the opposite.

Especially Gong Jing, every time I think about it, I want to kill myself, if I hadn't been so self-righteous at the beginning

She won't fall in love with him, and she won't suffer from being in love but unable to stay together, and even push him to other women.

Finally, I want to smile and bless them, just thinking about it makes my heart feel like a knife......"

The more he spoke, the more choked his throat became, and in the end, as if he couldn't say any more, he raised his head......

Lin Yiyi sobbed secretly, lying in his arms, not daring to let herself cry.

As Jian Junxi's closest family, her suffering, her pain, her hardship, and her injury are seen in their eyes, and the curtain is engraved in their hearts.

I want to help her, but the more I help, the more chaotic it becomes, the feeling of only watching the child struggle in the abyss of pain and not being able to do anything, the most painful!

Lin Yiyi hated herself even more, so hated that she wanted to cut herself with a thousand knives, but she was afraid that if something happened to her, Jian Junxi would become more and more painful, how should she describe the collapse in her heart?

"Xue'er is a strong child, countless difficulties have come over, we have to believe her, and we can only believe in her, she will not be so tired, let it be.

Just let her do what she wants, don't say anything, don't do anything, and she won't be miserable, let alone embarrassed...... As long as she's happy...... Let her be......"

Yang Hui patted her on the back, gently and softly soothing, full of strong sentimentality.

"Hmm......" Lin Yiyi nodded while crying, she was really scared, the more she did it, the more wrong she became, maybe, if they didn't do anything, their Xue'er could live better......

Yang Hui patted her on the back, whether it was in her eyes or in her heart, there was only unspeakable grief left.

At this point, even if she did nothing, it was impossible to go back to the past, let alone erase the slightest pain she had endured......

(End of chapter)