If you wake up, you will naturally come back. Everyone can hear the potential of another possibility.
Qin Xiaoman sighed softly; yes, she is a coward, hopelessly cowardly! Let her listen to the trial outside the operating room door. She cannot bear this kind of sin...
The stubborn and tough man finally admitted his failure. Almost as if he was begging, he knelt down in front of her.
Even when he was eight years old, as an orphan without a father or mother, he suddenly had adoptive parents who were envied by countless people. Even at that time, he had never called him a title. Over the years, he has been
There is no such thing as a title that everyone accepts; now, for the first time, he trembled and pleadingly spat it out.
"Mom..." His heart ached, and this cry made his own heart bleed; "He won't agree! He doesn't want you to do this either..."
The woman smiled and did not answer; she just whispered, "Silly boy..." and slowly licked his short hair.
What she sees in front of her is no longer the leader who has been responsible for all management decisions of the entire Ruiyan Group in the past three years; but just the most ordinary child who needs love the most.
"Love Yiman well for Zisong and me." As she said that, she touched his face; for the first time, his handsome face showed vulnerability in front of her; she wiped away the moisture for him and gently
and kissed his forehead.
The man was suddenly startled; a word whispered in his ear, "No matter what the reason is... love her well..."
Amidst the man's stiffness, she slowly stood up. Behind her, there was a desperate pleading call, but she couldn't hear it; she had more important things to do.
Changyuan was the place where he and she had lived during their newly married years; the most noble community in the past had long been covered with traces of time. But the only thing that had not changed was the layout of their room.
She caressed the large and soft sofa; for countless nights, he held her in his arms, telling endless and unexplainable feelings here...
She sat in the rattan rocking chair on the terrace; for countless afternoons, he and she looked at the charming greenery in the distance and felt each other's warmth...
She came to his and her bedroom, and wondered if there was still his breath left between the pillows and mats...
When the car slowly drove to Xicheng, she walked down the familiar intersection by herself.
The dormitory in her mother's workplace had long since been demolished and turned into commercial housing; but the alley was still deserted and neat.
With memories, a sweet yet sad smile appeared on her face.
That peaceful night, that night of panic and obsession; the red liquid oozing from the palm of his hand that he held on his chest.
"I love you, tell me, you love me too..."
She cried until her heart broke, but he was surprisingly stubborn.
I love you, Yan Zisong; from the beginning to the end... She slowly squatted down, in the same position as before.
Gently caressing the cold road, it feels like caressing his body. I love you... from now to forever; there is not a moment when I don't love you...
The courtyard of the Civil Affairs Bureau is the only place that has not changed; the old building from twenty years ago is still standing there, quiet and quiet.
That night, there were countless shining stars in the sky, but none could shine brighter than his eyes.
"Qin Xiaoman, promise me that we will always be together until the day we die."
"Okay, for the rest of my life; until the day I die."