was holding back the tears that had not fallen, but in Xia Jinqi's embrace, she was faintly more anxious.

Long Qingxin breathed a sigh of relief, patted Xia Jinqi with a light smile, and comforted her in turn, "Child, grandma is fine." People live for a lifetime, and in these long decades, who hasn't had a sad thing? Grandma saw everything, but the hatred in her heart has been piled up for decades, and she can't let go. Even if he is alive at the moment, I will not forgive him. I'm such a stubborn person......"

As he spoke, he began to laugh at himself.

Long Qingxin himself also knows his temper, like a stubborn donkey, no one can persuade him.

What happened back then, Yan Youcheng betrayed her, but she made things all over the city, and it also hurt Yan Youcheng a lot.

In addition, in the past 30 years, he has not had a good time in his heart, so this matter will be smoothed out.

In the next life, it's better not to encounter it again. Go your own way, don't get entangled anymore.

Xia Jinqi shook his head slightly, hugged Long Qingxin and said, "Grandma is a free and straightforward person. ”

"But sometimes, it's too free, and it's also a kind of harm to others......" Long Qingxin sighed again.

I couldn't see through many things at the time, but when I got older, I was able to figure out the deep meaning when I pondered it slowly.

Her free and easy divorce also hurt Yan Youcheng's heart, right?

Later, Yan Youcheng was tortured to death, but he also protected Long Qingxin and did not say her name, which shows that after so many years, he still loves Long Qingxin deeply in his heart.

It's just the temper of two people, the stubbornness of two people, and the eternal hatred that made a mistake push the two people further and further.

Long Qingxin lowered her eyes and glanced at a photo of her when she was young in the most conspicuous position on Yan Youcheng's desk.

In the photo, she is wearing a pink and white cheongsam, Tingting's posture, standing at the bridge head of the lotus pond of Taimiao, holding Bai Juan embroidered with lotus flowers in her hand, looking at the camera, Yingying smiled.

Since she got older, she can't remember anything anymore, but she still remembers the situation that day clearly.

It was a crisp autumn day.

The lotus flowers in the Taimiao Temple were in full bloom, and she and Yan Youcheng went to play.

She walked happily in front, and didn't forget to turn around and call him when she saw anything interesting.

And he followed behind her, holding an old-fashioned film camera, and took pictures of her with a doting face......

At that time, everything was so beautiful.

Lang Qing concubine, you and I are nong.

Correct......

This situation can be recalled, but it was already clear at the time.

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The next day, early in the morning.

After a hangover, Yan Jun woke up quietly.

But instead of sleeping until he woke up naturally, he suddenly had a soft little body moving around in his arms, and there was a soft and cowardly call in his ears, "Saucer drops...... Dish Drop ......"

One after another, as if I didn't know tiredness.

Slowly opened his eyes, and in a daze, a round and delicate little face was reflected, hanging above his head.

Yan Jun was slightly stunned, and after a moment of hesitation, the little face drooped, and he chirped and kissed him on the cheek.

Immediately came back to his senses, he didn't care about the headache, and happily took the little guy who had sneaked up on him just now into his arms, and pinched her chubby face like a rice ball, "Little puff? ”

"Giggle...... "The little guy couldn't stop laughing, his big eyes became more and more bright, and he was also very attentive when he looked at Yan Jun, he still recognized him at a glance after not seeing him for so long.