It is said that after abandoning the child and leaving the village of Nekhodivka, Maria returned to Moscow, where she returned to her old job and worked as a dancer in a former nightclub. That evening, Maria was on her way to work in a nightclub, when she caught a glimpse of a figure on the corner of the road and suddenly felt familiar, and she stopped to watch. I saw the man on the corner of the road on crutches, his right leg was broken, his right leg trouser leg was rolled up, and the sleeve of his left arm was also rolled up, and it seemed that his left arm was also broken. The man walked with great difficulty.

Maria frowned suspiciously, she had forgotten about going to work at the moment, she had forgotten about going to work. She felt that the back of that person was so familiar, who was this person? Kind of, like Ivan?

Realizing this, Maria's eyes widened in surprise and her heart tensed. She walked up to the man in a daze, and stared at the man's back carefully, the feeling of familiarity growing stronger. Will it be Ivan? Isn't Ivan dead?

I saw that the man walked slowly and leisurely into a building on crutches, and went upstairs, and Maria held her breath and followed behind, not daring to get too close. I saw the man open the door with a key and enter a room on the second floor.

Mary paced to the door of the room, hesitated, and then raised her hand and knocked on the door, her nervous heart as if it were about to jump out. Her actions at this time were very presumptuous and a little rude, but she couldn't care about these anymore, and she felt more and more that the person who had just walked into this room was Ivan.

"Who?" A man's voice came from inside the room. Maria was shocked, as if she had been struck by lightning, this voice was extremely familiar, this is not Ivan's voice!

The door creaked open, and at this moment Maria forgot to breathe, and once again caught a glimpse of the face that she had been thinking about day and night, and Mary's whole person woke up like a dream, it was Ivan, yes, it was indeed Ivan, Ivan was not dead!

Ivan was also shocked, he didn't expect that it was Maria standing at the door of his house! How did Mary know he lived here?

"Ivan, it's you, it's really you." It took two seconds for Maria to regain her voice, and her eyes couldn't help but moisten.

"Maria, why are you here?"

Maria could no longer contain her emotions, she stepped forward, hugged Ivan's waist, pressed her cheek to Ivan's chest, and began to cry.

"Ivan, I thought you were dead, but you're still alive, great, great."

Ivan frowned, hugged Maria back with one hand, and did not reply, his heart was mixed.

After a while, Maria calmed down, and she helped Ivan into the house and sat down on the sofa.

Maria looked around the house, and although Ivan lived here alone, the windows were clean and tidy, and Ivan still had the same habit of cleanliness as before.

"How do you know I live here, Maria?"

"I just saw your back on the street and it felt familiar, and then I followed you."

"How are you in Moscow? Jingjing, is it with you too? At the mention of Yao Jingjing, Ivan's eyes flickered, and a hint of strangeness flashed in his eyes.

Maria shook her head and said with a weak heart: "I, I returned to Moscow by myself, Jingjing and Sergei are still in the village. ”

Seeing that Yao Jingjing was not in Moscow, Ivan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't want Jingjing to see him like this.