In the face of these meaningless words, Cheng Jiangshui responded coldly: "No, it won't! You are free now, and I will no longer be a drag on you or a burden to you! ”

He Yi'an looked at Cheng Jiangshui sadly, and choked bitterly: "Jiangshui, don't say that, can't you really forgive me?" ”

Cheng Jiangshui's fingers clenched tightly together, and the heart-rending pain in his heart turned into an indifferent shake: "It's time to disperse, you go, don't let me see you again!" ”

"Jiang Shui!" He Yi'an let out a sad cry.

Cheng Jianghai stepped forward angrily, pulled He Yi'an up, and smashed his big fist on He Yi'an's face as if venting his anger, causing him to fall to the ground with a bang.

"He Yi'an, did you hear that? Why don't you get out of here......"

Cheng Jianghai's eyes were full of coldness, and he roared hysterically, and Cheng Jia'an, who couldn't bear it, instinctively wanted to stop it, but he looked at his grief-stricken daughter, and then sank his face and stopped saying anything.

He Yi'an rolled and got up, the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood, he knelt in front of Cheng Jia'an in embarrassment, held his hand tightly, kept fanning his cheeks, and pleaded in a hoarse voice: "Dad, Dad, you hit me, you hit me, I beg you, you help me persuade Jiang Shui, I really know that I am wrong, I really can't live without Jiang Shui......"

For a while, Cheng Jia's peace of mind was like a knife, old tears were gurgling in his cloudy eyes, he looked at the child in front of him with one hand, the scenes of the past flashed one by one, and those oaths of He Yi'an Zhengzheng were still in his ears, but now......

He withdrew his hand painfully, shook his head bitterly, and said, "Yi'an, this is the promise you gave me at the beginning?" Guaranteed to make the river happy for a lifetime? This is the vow you made at the beginning? Swear to prop up this home with all your might? But look at it, look at the current river, you tell me what is her happiness? You're not propping up this home, you're ruining this home! ”

He Yi'an lowered his head in remorse, and the endless guilt made him embarrassed, and wailed: "Dad, I know it's wrong, I'm shameless, but I beg you, you can persuade Jiang Shui......"

Old tears fell, and for a while grief fell into the liver and spleen, Cheng Jia'an said sadly: "I, who am a father, the most indebted in this life is Xiulan, and the second is me, a girl, our family really owes her too much." I won't interfere with the decision she made today, Yi'an, you go, you can do it yourself in the future......"

"Dad, Jiang Shui ......"

When the sorrow rose again, Cheng Jianghai couldn't hold back anymore, and roared angrily: "He Yi'an! If you don't leave, do you still need me to drive you away? ”

In an instant, He Yi'an's whole world was bleak, and it was only at this time that he truly realized what it meant to make a mistake into a thousand hatreds.

He stood up in despair and moved towards the door. Again he turned his head back hopefully, only to find that no one showed the slightest sign of retention.

He Yi'an smiled miserably and left like a walking corpse.

When the figure disappeared outside the door, and a desperately suppressed wail sounded faintly in the ward, Cheng Jiangshui could no longer suppress his grief and cried bitterly.

Sometimes, we have to be strong to protect our soft hearts;

Sometimes, we have to be ruthless in order to stick to the love we really want.

If Cheng Jia'an on the side didn't have tears on his cheeks, then at a glance, it would really be like a sad and rotten stake, lifeless.

Only Cheng Jianghai had red and swollen eyes, squatting beside the bed and rubbing the back of Cheng Jiangshui's hand, giving himself silent comfort......

He Yi'an, who was lost in his soul, staggered back to the dormitory, looking at the empty room, just like an empty heart. He rubbed the comb, clothes, and wedding photos on the bedside table that Cheng Jiangshui had used, and with tears in his eyes, he sat at the foot of the bed in a daze, covering his face and crying silently......

On the other side of the Ganquan Hotel, at the so-called celebration banquet, the lively and jubilant crowd was staggered, and the cups and plates were messy.

Zheng Ke forced a smile on his face and sat on the chair, looking at the empty seat that had been reserved for He Yi'an next to him.

The laughter one after another couldn't attract a trace of joy from her.

The spicy wine can't warm the heart that is gradually cold.

Zheng Ke was speechless for a long time, and could only put a sad smile on the corner of his mouth......

Jiuzi Lane belongs to Cheng Jiangshui's real home.

Cheng Jiangshui, who was as silent as water, lay on the bed miserably, staring at the ceiling with demented eyes. After recovering a little, she was taken back to her home by Cheng Jianghai and no longer returned to the sad dormitory.

Cheng Jiangshui, a woman who is soft on the outside and strong on the inside, self-respecting and self-respecting, has not overwhelmed her in the slightest amount of grievances and sufferings, she can bear any pain, and she can bear any humiliation, but only this kind of unchaste emotion makes her unbearable, it is like thousands of poisonous insects frantically gnawing at the already scarred heart.

The result is only one word: leave!

Cheng Jianghe also came back, standing at the head of his sister's bed, frowning. For all this that happened, the eldest grandson of the eldest family was also full of anger and grief, but he was able to restrain himself as much as possible and did not act out of line.

On the side of the bed, Cheng Jianghai gently held his sister's hand, not daring to say a word, but his eyes revealed deep pity. Cheng Jia'an sat on a chair in the outhouse, motionless, and the successive blows made the sixty-year-old man look even more twilight.

In the alley not far from Cheng's house, He Yi'an, who was carrying luggage, accompanied by Du Wanling, who looked sorry, stared deeply at the extremely familiar two-story tube building.

With tears streaming down his face, he fell to his knees in a hurry, slowly kowtowed three times, and said goodbye to his father-in-law, his wife, his brother, and his former self.

Du Wanling, who was on the side, felt something in her heart and bowed guiltily, the meaning of which was self-evident.

After doing all this, Du Wanling looked sadly at her son, who was kneeling on the ground, crying silently, and choked softly: "Yi'an, let's go......"

He Yi'an struggled to stand up, dragged his steps as heavy as lead, and walked back step by step. He will go away with this pain that goes deep into the bone marrow, silently licking his wounds and silently regretting it.

In the deepest part of his soul, he will never forget the eyes that lie in the arms of his stepmother Li Xiulan with a pink mouth, waving his immature little hands, and looking at him with the brilliance of his soul - his sister Cheng Jiangshui!

The love of the past made He Yi'an look forward to it in the ups and downs, full of perseverance that will never look back, and no matter how much pain and tears can be diluted by beautiful longing.

But his marriage is like a product of the decay and withering of love, so that this sincere love that spans eleven years has walked into the broken cemetery in less than five years, how sad.

There is a sad song from afar, like saying goodbye to the lost love, saying goodbye to lovers who will never meet again, drowning all the once happy past, erasing the bright memories of youth.

"Why are you so ruthless, leaving all sorrow, let me endure it alone.

Why do you empathize with me, ignore my feelings, break my heart and make me regret it.

I know everything won't, there won't be ...... again."