It was as if something had struck the heart, and a dull pain spread through.

Zhan Pengfei thought he was hallucinating, and even muttered a repeat, "What did you say?" ”

Xia Tang looked at his expression, suddenly felt even more sentimental, and stuffed the suicide note in his hand into his hand. said with some solemnity, "In comparison, you hurt Yuan Xiaoxi far more than me." I hope her death can give you something to relieve you and make you understand something. If it's possible, I'd like you to give her a funeral. When the time comes, we're all going to go and see off this innocent woman. ”

Zhan Pengfei felt his heart tremble slightly, the suicide note in his hand seemed to weigh a thousand gold, his hand trembled, and then his arm trembled.

Xia Tang stood up from the steps and said quietly, "Brother Zhan, I'll go first." ”

Zhan Pengfei didn't say a word, and it took a long time before he opened the letter tremblingly--------

Pengfei, this is the first time I've called you so presumptuous.

In fact. I don't like to call you Brother Zhan, I really want to call you Pengfei. Or call you dear as you would a close lover. But you know, I'm humble, I'm cowardly, and I never dare to disobey you. This moment. I can finally call you Pengfei as I want without worrying about your mood and your face.

When you read this letter, I was gone. So, I can't see your blame and your dissatisfaction. If you can't see it, you won't be sad, and you won't be worried anymore.

Only at this time can I have the courage to say to you very seriously, 'Zhan Pengfei, I love you!' ’

You're going to ask me how much I love you. I can't answer. But I know in my heart that I love you to the point where I'd rather be tormented by you than give up. I call this kind of love perverted love, probably the probability that I love someone with such a cheeky face, no shame, no irritability and no self-esteem is only once in a lifetime.

In the days with you. I'm constantly pushing myself to cater to you. Got a facelift that you liked, wore clothes in colors I didn't like, wore a hairstyle I didn't like, and practiced smiling and speaking in the mirror that I wasn't good at. Am I not tired? How can you not be tired? But I'm willing to endure, and I always feel like there's something I can do for you.

Every time you come, whether you are gentle or rude, I feel happy. At least that time, we were close. Our bodies are blended. My heart is on your chest, and that would make me think that is the closest I am to you. But after intimacy, you will become a stranger. For me, it was a feeling of hopelessness. It's like drinking cold water and getting burned, and I understand the fragility of our relationship. As long as you don't need me, I'll never see you.

In this world, you are the only man who makes me helpless. Even if you are cold-blooded and ruthless to me, cruel to me, even if you do bad deeds. But I still have to you, it's probably the pi of feelings, infinite and not circulating.

I thought I could endure like this forever, but people are probably greedy. When you give, everyone will say that you are willing, but when you haven't been rewarded, you still can't help but care. I still calculated, but only calculated, but not despaired.

What really made me desperate was how disgusted you were that day, and the only thing I was proud of was that I gave you my cleanest self. But later, for the sake of your love dream, you forced me to make myself dirty. In fact, it is not only you who dislike my body, but even I myself who dislike my body that is no longer pure. When you dislike me, I am so desperate. I feel the darkness of my life, once you were my occasional light. But now that I'm without your shine, I don't feel hope.

In the end, I chose to give up on you, what does it feel like to give up on someone you love so much? If I had to describe it, it felt like a fire that had burned down the house I had lived in for a long time, the only house I had, and I looked at the wreckage and the ashes in despair. I knew it was my home, but I could never go back.

Choosing death is not to make you feel guilty, and I know you won't feel guilty either. I chose to die, because I felt hopeless. It's too tiring and painful for me to live like this. If there is reincarnation, I will choose to love you in the next life. It's just that in the next life, I won't love you in such a humble way again.

Finally, in the end, I want to persuade you to let go in the name of my Yuan Xiaoxi. There are too many gains and losses in this world, and those who can't get it can't barely come, and those who can't come will not be happy. You chase Xia Tang, even chasing by any means. But she doesn't love you, I love you deeply, and my heart is hurt but I'm still willing to endure a lot, but you don't love me either. So, do you calm down and think about whether it's really wrong not to love?

I don't think there's anything wrong, so I didn't blame you from start to finish!

If you want to blame, you only blame yourself for loving too deeply. Even the hope of living was ruined by the despair of that love!

Don't blame Xia Tang, Xia Tang should be very happy now. How nice it is to see that your loved ones can be happy.

You let go, let go slowly, and let time heal you. One day you will meet a girl who will make you throb again, and then you will love her with all your tenderness, and she will respond to you with all her enthusiasm. This is love, and happiness will be made!

The way I chose to die is probably also unacceptable to you, I ruined my face, ruined this face you like the most. Die in my own favorite clothes, don't blame me, I just want to die with the last bit of dignity in my own way.

This choice is probably the only time in my life that I have been selfish.

Hope you understand!

Pengfei, must be happy, okay?

Konishi's masterpiece!

It was obviously sunny weather, but Zhan Pengfei felt very cold. It was as cold as falling into an ice cellar, and a gust of wind blew, and there were many crystal tears on the paper. Tears soaked the paper, but the handwriting on it was still so clear.

Once, he thought that he would not waste a little bit of affection for Yuan Xiaoxi, a woman, she was just a chess piece. But why does this hurt heartbreaking? And why do you cry?

The atmosphere in the cemetery was particularly sad, just like his mood at the moment.

After a long time, he covered his lips and began to cry bitterly......

…………

Yuan Xiaoxi's funeral was organized by Zhan Pengfei, and there were very few people who went to the funeral.

It's so little that Xia Tang can't bear it......

She called all her friends to attend Yuan Xiaoxi's funeral, she called Nangong Tao, Mi Xi, Xu Yao, Ding Ying, Xuan Wansu, Zuo Na, Ruan Jingrui, and even called Heng Ma, Ye Xuan,. She said that although you don't know this woman, please accompany me to her funeral out of respect for life. She is enriching Yuan Xiaoxi's life in this way. If Yuan Xiaoxi has a spirit in the sky, he will feel relieved when he sees it. After all, at the end of her life she was no longer alone.

During the funeral, Zhan Pengfei didn't say a word, his eyes were as empty as snow.

Xia Tang put the white chrysanthemum in her hand in front of Yuan Xiaoxi's tombstone, and the photo on her tombstone was the previous one. It was Zhan Pengfei who specially found it and pasted it, and everyone saw Yuan Xiaoxi's original face clearly. It was a quiet face, with dark eyes, but full of hope and strength.

She whispered, "Konishi, go all the way!" ”

All the people bowed to Yuan Xiaoxi, the deceased is gone, and everything in the past will be gone with the dust!

When they left the cemetery, everyone was gone, only Zhan Pengfei was still there.

Xia Tang glanced back at him, but finally didn't say anything. I hope Konishi's death can make him understand some truth.

On the way back, Ruan Jingyu drove, and Xia sat in the front seat.

Nangong Tao and Mi Xi sat in the back row.

Xia Tang looked sideways at the two people behind him and said sincerely, "Thank you." "Ether bus.

Nangong Tao looked at her, his eyes were warm and distressed, "Silly girl." ”

Mi Xi said with some feelings, "Tang, you are such a kind child. Your kindness makes me feel guilty, if it wasn't for my extremism, your mother wouldn't have ......."

Xia Tang's butterfly-like eyelashes flickered a few times, and he interrupted her firmly, "Mom, don't mention the past again." Life is short, and we have to live a tolerant and positive life every day after that. Don't let the past dictate our mood, it doesn't make sense. ”

Mi Xi's body froze, and it took a long time before she looked at Nangong Tao excitedly, "Husband, did you hear it just now?" Pestering called my mom? Did you hear that? She called me Mommy. ”

Nangong Tao was also very excited, this represents a kind of recognition, this kind of sensible and tolerant recognition, which moved him, "I heard it, I heard it......"

Mi Xi took the wrapped hand, "Thank you, child...... Thank you for being so forgiving...... You can rest assured that in the days to come, I will love you well. Treat you as if you were your own daughter, thank you, really thank you. ”

Xia Tang patted the back of her hand gently, "Mom, thank you too, thank you for accepting me." ”

Mi Hee's tears of emotion rained down, "Good boy, my good girl......"

Ruan Jingyu didn't speak, but when she saw the little girl's tolerant and kind smile, a flash of appreciation flashed in her deep eyes.

Nangong Tao put one hand around Mi Xi and said movingly, "Girl, Dad will also try to make up for you in the future." Preparations are already underway for a press conference, and in two days I will hold a press conference to restore your reputation and let everyone know that you have always been a good girl to us. ”

Xia Tang smiled gratefully, "Thank you, Dad." ”

On the day of the press conference, Nangong Tao took out the suicide note that Yuan Xiaoxi left to Xia Tang in front of all reporters, as well as a photo of her jumping off the building to commit suicide. Explain to everyone one by one that the video that day was just a misunderstanding, and the woman in the video is called Yuan Xiaoxi......

Within five minutes of the press conference, an uninvited guest came to the scene.

This person is Zhan Pengfei, and everyone is curious about his arrival.

Xia Tang was also a little surprised, but Ruan Jingyu didn't say a word.

Zhan Pengfei also brought a person, this person is the doctor who helped Yuan Xiaoxi with plastic surgery. They came up with a series of cosmetic surgery orders, and the doctor spoke. It more strongly proves the matter of Yuan Xiaoxi's plastic surgery, so that the doubts that Nangong Tao was just one-sided have been eliminated.

Ruan Jingyu also spoke, his remarks were very simple, only firmly, "From the beginning to the present, I have always believed in the women around me!" ”

This oath of love, the true meaning of love, undoubtedly set off a high dynasty in the city. The reporters applauded one after another, you must know how lucky it is for this proud man to say such an oath!

A layer of mist appeared at the bottom of Xia Tang's moving eyes, and at the end of the press conference, Xia Tang, Nangong Tao, and Mi Xi's family of three hugged each other tightly. The reporters of Quanjincheng took pictures of them, leaving an eternal moment.

Finally, after the reporters cleared the venue.

Xia Tang looked at Zhan Pengfei and said sincerely, "Brother Zhan, thank you." ”

Zhan Pengfei's empty eyes finally had a trace of fluctuation, and he said in a low voice, "Xia Tang, you must be happy!" ”

Xia Tang's eyes were misty, and he nodded, "I will be happy." ”

Ruan Jingyu held her in his arms and responded firmly to her happiness.

On the second day of the press conference, the newspapers in the city were helping Xia Tang and Ruan Jingyu show their affection in a large way.

And Nangong Xue'er, who has been waiting for Nangong Tao's bail in the detention center, not only did not wait for her father's bail, but waited for a newspaper that made her fall apart.

She saw the newspaper report, saw the kind of care and expectation of her father and mother for Xia Tang, and the photos of the three of them hugging.

She fainted......

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