He put down the phone, and in the darkness, his expression was cold and solemn.

Three years ago, the good news said goodbye, is it really because of the reason that the vividness said?

That night they had a baby?

Yan Rusheng's hand rested on the arm of the chair, a cigarette was lit and he took a puff, which naturally ignited to the cigarette butt, until there was a hot feeling, he remembered, reached out and threw it into the ashtray on the table.

After a long silence, he turned on his computer and logged in to an email that he hadn't opened for almost a year.

An unread email, sent from February 14 this year, the sender 'waited for good news', Yan Rusheng was surprised.

After Fang Jiayin said goodbye, in the past three years, there has been no news at all, and he used to log in to this mailbox basically every day, for nearly three consecutive years.

But every time I came in, there was nothing but the occasional unread email or two.

After New Year's Day last year, he decided that he would never land again, trying to forget Fang Jiayin, that gentle confession, and their precious first night with each other.

Although I still often dream in my dreams, I miss, I am unwilling, and I am angry!

But he couldn't help it after all, and didn't inquire about any news about Fang Jiayin again.

Even later, the old classmate in City B gave him her detailed address and situation, and he went to that country many times, but he never went to her.

Before he fell in love with Lifelike, he always thought that as long as Fang Jiayin was willing to take the initiative to come back, he was willing to bow his head to him.

But now, in his heart, in his mind, his whole world, there is only warmth, and there is no room for anyone, and there is not a single gap.

Yan Rusheng didn't click on the email, and decisively deleted the email.

He thought, God was destined to let him and Wen Xuxu be together, so he decided to give up at that time.

If he had seen the email, the outcome might have been very different.

Then, he emptied every email that he had interacted with Fang Jiayin.

Although Fang Jiayin sent him a large series of emails every time, and he always replied briefly, he once thought about keeping these emails forever.

It's like keeping the love letter of the young writing during the rainy season in the flower season.

Ah Sheng, I hurt.

Ah Sheng, I like you.

Yan Rusheng put his arms on the table, covered his face with his hands, the voice of that night, the tenderness of that night, forget it.

Whatever ever happened is in the past.

He only has one goal now, and he wants to be gentle.

……

When she got up the next day, her pillow was empty, and she was nowhere to be seen, and they had always had the habit of getting up early, so she didn't think much about it.

Today is the weekend, she didn't rush to get up, holding her phone and trying to stay in bed for a while.

'Tuk Tuk'

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

She looked over and thought that Aunt Zhang had come to find her something, so she replied casually: "Come in." ”

The man outside the door unscrewed the door lock, gently pushed the door open, and then a small head popped up.

"Third sister-in-law."

Su Yue looked at Lifelike who was leaning on the head of the bed and smiled sweetly.

Lifelike was surprised for a moment, then laughed, "Is there something wrong?" Come on in. ”

She beckoned to Su Yue.

Su Yue pushed open the door and approached the room, holding a notebook and textbook in her other hand.

She closed the door again and walked towards Life, saying as she went, "I can't do my homework." ”

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