Disappointment is sometimes a kind of happiness. It is because of expectations that we are disappointed. Because there is love, there are expectations, so even if we are disappointed, it is also a kind of happiness, although this kind of happiness is a bit painful. ------ Zhang Ailing

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The weather outside was still so gloomy, with patches of clouds gathering together and gradually forming a black vortex.

Looking at the terrifying sky, I think there will definitely be a snowstorm soon.

After Han Yi'er left Yun's house, she shed tears like a fountain. She raised her heavy feet and ran towards the entrance of this luxurious villa area.

Along the way, she could not control the memories of her time with him...

I still remember that the road under my feet was the road that I was dragged by Xiaoxuan with his car in order to plead for Xiaoxuan. This was the first time he hurt himself...

When he ran to the gate of the villa, he remembered that an old woman fell to the ground. He kindly helped her, but unexpectedly it was blackmail. It was him who helped him out. This was the beginning of his change...

I look back at the distant villa for the last time, but there is the ending of my love...

After recalling everything carefully, I realized that after being with him, the pain far outweighed the happiness.

Lifting up her sleeves to wipe away the tears that would never be wiped away, Han Yi'er ran along the roadside. The villa with pain mixed with happiness was getting farther and farther away from her...

"Ah----" she stopped running and stood on the crowded pedestrian street. She screamed in pain, attracting the side glances of all the passers-by around her.

She no longer cares about other people's opinions. Now she only knows that her chest is so tight! So tight...

With a "plop", her legs finally failed to support the heavy body, and she collapsed on the ground helplessly: "Woo... ow..." she covered her face with her hands and cried loudly.

The passers-by and all the buildings around her were colorful, and it seemed that only the land where she was sitting was gradually fading...

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It doesn't matter if the weather outside is cold, it doesn't matter to rich people.

The fireplace is turned on in the villa, and coupled with warm air and floor heating, there is no chill at all.

However, I don't know why in this Yun Mansion, no matter how high the warm air is turned on, the atmosphere is still a bit desolate, and the current atmosphere is even more chilly.

After Han Yi'er left, Yun Aotian never held any of his servants accountable for their faults and continued to keep them here.

But while people were left behind, their hearts gradually left with Han Yi'er.

One by one, they returned to work listlessly, and the few maids who were chatty were silent.

Normally, the always strict housekeeper Li would have scolded them if he saw them being so undisciplined, but now even he is no longer as energetic as usual.

Tiantian felt disappointed and was taken back to the room by his servants while holding his young brother in his arms.

As for the series of questions in Aunt Zhang's mind, she doesn't know how long she has to wait for the opportunity to find out.

"Aotian, can you take me to see dad?" Li Yi'er, who had just returned home from Yunzhai, was not affected by the desolate atmosphere.

"Yes." He nodded slightly, and Yun Aotian led her towards the second floor of the villa with a dazed expression.

Li Yi'er looked at the familiar corridor and still remembered that at the end of the corridor was the nest where she and Aotian once had sweet memories.

Stopping at the door of Master Yun's room, Yun Aotian glanced at her and nodded.

Taking a deep breath, Li Yi'er slowly opened the bedroom door.

Looking at Uncle Yun who was lying peacefully on the bed, she ran over quickly and fell into his arms: "Uncle Yun, Yi'er misses you so much..." Uncle Yun's status in her heart is different from her own.

There is no difference between the father and the father.

When she was young, due to her father's strictness, she often fantasized about how wonderful it would be if the kind Uncle Yun were her father.

When I was older, I imagined how great it would be if they were a family?

Until the moment when the dream is about to come, why would I want to leave this home so willfully?

Thinking of this, Li Yier lay down next to Father Yun and sobbed with regret and longing.

Yun Aotian, who had been standing silently beside the bed, saw this scene and reached out his hand to caress her back.

"Aotian..." He raised his head and asked with tears in his eyes: "What disease does uncle have?"

"Having a stroke."

"How could this happen? Although my uncle's health is not particularly good, he is not so seriously ill all at once?"

After asking Yun Aotian no doubt, there was endless grief in his eyes.

Looking at her like this, how should he tell the reason for his father's illness?

"Maybe it's something about the company that makes my father too worried."

"Is that so?" After hearing this, Li Yi'er wiped the tears from her face with doubt. She hadn't seen her in the past two years, and her uncle seemed to be much older. She held his uncle's hand tightly and whispered worriedly: "Uncle Yun.

, you should get well soon."

"Master..." After knocking on the door, Aunt Zhang entered Master Yun's room.

Seeing Aunt Zhang entering with lunch, Yun Aotian raised his hand and looked at his watch. Is it one o'clock in the afternoon? He raised his head in confusion and asked, "Dad, haven't you had lunch yet?"

Standing there, Aunt Zhang remained silent. He suddenly remembered...

She had just left the Yun family...

'It's almost noon, I haven't taken care of you for a long time.'

'You seem to like returning to the Yun family very much now?'

'I won't tell you anymore. If you don't want to go back, I will go back by myself.'

‘Really? Really?’ ‘If you don’t tell me, I won’t leave, and I won’t ask you to leave!’

'Yes! Yes! Yes! I really like staying in the Yun family now.'

His every move in the park and Han Yi'er's smile all came to mind.

I remember, when she answered that she liked the Yun family, her little face turned red and she was very cute. At that time, she was thinking that if she would take care of her father with her when she got home, would his father feel this sweetness and wake up?

Think about it carefully, from the time she came to this house as a contracted fiancée, she never had the rights that a fiancée should have. He always ordered her to take care of her father, but he never thought about accompanying her like a family member.

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Suddenly, his heart felt like a needle pricking his heart.

Even once, I really want to try what it feels like to be a family with her...

"Aunt Zhang, can I feed uncle?"

Upon hearing Li Yi'er's request, Aunt Zhang handed the rice bowl in her hand.

Although she prefers Han Yi'er, she has watched Li Yi'er grow up and knows what kind of person this child is.

It's not that she isn't welcome back, it's just that her arrival deeply hurt the other girl.

Thinking of this, Aunt Zhang forced a smile: "Welcome back, Yi'er."

"Thank you, Aunt Zhang." After Li Yi'er took over the job, Aunt Zhang left the bedroom.

The silent Yun Aotian stood aside and saw the most imaginary scene he had ever imagined, which was the scene of Li Yi'er taking good care of his father. But now...

After the fantasy came true, I discovered...

The person she longs for in her eyes is actually Han Yi'er.

Maybe men are born not to understand the meaning of the word "treasure". Only after they have truly lost it will they know what they long for...

In the quiet bedroom, Li Yi'er served the old man with filial piety. Looking back, she showed a faint smile to Yun Aotian, who was standing not far from her.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the gloomy weather outside the window, which seemed to indicate that a storm was about to hit.

He responded to her smile reluctantly, but the reflection in his dull eyes was that of another woman...

'Yi'er, do you believe in telepathy?'

'I can clearly feel that your heart is raining because...'

'My heart is the same as yours. Can you feel it?'

'Wait for me, I will put up an umbrella in your heart as soon as possible...'

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Many girls will ask, since they met that guy, have they cried more or laughed more?

If he makes you laugh more than you cry, then you are happy.

If he makes you laugh more than you cry, then you are also happy, because you still have a reason to cry for him...

A biting cold wind swept through, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and the dull neon lights on the pedestrian street were turned on in advance. The lights blown by the strong wind flashed randomly, and the store signs were also squeaked by the strong wind. This kind of ghost weather

When the attack came, passers-by strolling on the street stepped up their pace to go home.

However, Han Yi'er was still sitting paralyzed in the middle of the street, unable to stand up.

Her eyes were empty and she didn't know where she was looking; in such a terrifying weather, she didn't have a trace of fear, and she sat on the ground motionless with no expression on her face.

I have forgotten how long I have been crying, and I don’t know where I am. I only vaguely remember that I can go home and see my mother...

Slowly supporting her heavy body, she raised her heavy steps and walked forward with difficulty.

Looking at everything around me, I wonder why the sky is so dark?
To be continued...