Indeed, when she returned to the detention center, she was afraid that those biting "mad dogs" would tear into her flesh and blood at all costs, but she did not think that Liu Yexun's arrangement was based on good intentions. It was simply because she was afraid that she would not be able to control various situations in the future, and
It’s just an attempt to seize the initiative in strategizing now.
she!
After competing with him for 30 years, I still have this kind of self-knowledge.
she!
Because I have been moved countless times by innocence, and it is not the first time that I have fallen off a towering cliff and pieced my broken bones back together piece by piece.
she!
Because I understand, even when the pain is extreme, I have learned to face it calmly and smile calmly in the blood.
But in the next second, her broken and cold body was pushed into his arms. She instinctively wanted to struggle, but when she exerted her strength, she withdrew all her strength. A body that could not even stand stable.
, do you have to rebel forcefully in front of him? With his character, if he wants to hug you, how can he give you a chance to break away?
So despite the repulsion in her heart, a faint, indifferent smile appeared on her face. 30 years ago, her warmth could not keep him away, and 30 years later, she did not think she could move his hard-hearted heart.
~What kind of drama will he perform this time?
He couldn't cry and cry to the heavens and the earth; he was afraid that he would not be able to let go of his arrogant dignity even if he begged and knelt down; threats and inducements would not be of much use to her; then the last way was for him to treat himself
It's an old trick~warm temptation! Looking at the strength with which he hugged her, I was afraid that this was all that was going on, but he didn't actually look at her. Did he give up watching her every move just to entwine her neck?
"Youwan..." The name I called out countless times in my dream rolled around on the tip of my tongue, but when I called it out, it was all bitter.
"Forget me!" Liu Yexun spat out each word slowly, as if every word carried a weight that overwhelmed him.
There was a "pop" sound!
The branches and vines condensed by ice in Youwan's heart actually broke at the sound. Because she was afraid of being injured, she allowed the ice to freeze and frost, thickening all the ripples and turning them into cold. But why is it that when she hears the word "forget", she still can't control it?
It broke our hearts.
"Liu Yexun! You have already used this trick." Is it to remind him that he has already used such a bad trick once in the detention center, and successfully transformed himself from absolute active control to complete passivity today? Or is it to remind himself of such harm?
It has happened once. I really shouldn’t have fallen twice in a row at the same place.
You Wan didn't know. She only knew that she should smile charmingly at him at this moment, but she couldn't smile. The muscles on her face seemed to be not her own, and they were stiff. Because of her hard squeeze, she actually had a smile.
It hurt, but she still couldn't squeeze out a smile from the corners of her lips and eyebrows. It just hurt. Her heart hurt, her face hurt, and even the palms of her hands hurt. The newly grown nails pressed into the palms. It hurt, but it still hurt.
After squeezing hard inch by inch, the nails were finally pressed into the flesh, and the bright blood stained the pink nails like the enchanting Dankou.
Then the ice-like palm was wrapped into the big warm hand. His hand was as warm and thick as she remembered. There were calluses in the palm, but the slight touch made her tremble from the bottom of her heart: "Don't touch me!"
He said nothing, just lowered his head, stubbornly opened her fingers with a little force, and gently spread the bloody scars. This was her habit when she was forbearing 30 years ago. Why did she still treat herself like this after 30 years?
"Geng Yuhuai is not your son." He took out a white silk handkerchief from his pocket and carefully wrapped it around the wound on his palm: "This is your handkerchief. Today it is returned to its original owner. There are no more memories or past between us."
You Wan was stunned, her brows furrowed in confusion.
"I informed Jian Fengyi that if he believes it, he should be waiting for you at the first intersection at the corner of the street."
"What do you mean? You let me go?" You Wan raised her eyebrows.
"Yes, I'll let you go." Liu Yexun's calm face showed no emotion or joy. He was just stating one thing. But Youwan couldn't help but make his heart shrink into a ball. What was he playing at?
Trick? Play hard to get?
Does such a pretentious drama require her to fully cooperate?
You Wan thought, a slight smile flashed on her face, she narrowed her eyes slightly, and her soft voice flowed like water: "Liu Yexun, are you crazy? Are you confused? Do you know how to let go?
What kind of price will I have to pay if I go back? Even if you don't need me to pay for your son's life, aren't you afraid that I will go out and carry out my original plan to destroy your 'Dongjing Alliance'?"
Liu Yexun lowered his head and carefully, slowly and stubbornly tied the wound with a handkerchief. After making sure that it would not slip easily, he responded with one word: "Okay."
good?
Youwan's eyes narrowed even more: "Are you so arrogant that you think that even if I go out, I won't pose any threat to you and your 'Dongjing Alliance'?"
Liu Yexun raised his head, and he looked at her, at her domineering eyebrows, at the corners of her mouth slightly raised in disdain and sarcasm, at the corners of her charming and graceful eyes, looking quietly, looking hard. It was as if he was watching quietly.
Under this, everything about her can turn into a thin stream and slowly flow into the softness in her heart that has always been reserved for her.
And there is a seed buried there, which once bloomed and was once a shining green, but in the end it couldn't withstand the cold winter and withered in the bottom of his heart. But he has been trying hard to protect it and not let the seed rot and cause pain.
Among them. Because that was the only peace and softness he could leave for her.
But now everything is coming to an end. He is not demanding, nor can he force that bright light to save the broken heart. He just hopes that her last scene in front of him will be engraved in his heart bit by bit, even if he is the lonely one.
The river can only retain her illusory image, and let today's memory become the sediment in his heart.
Feeling panicked, You Wan dodges his eyes in embarrassment and curses in a low voice: "Put away your 'warm drama', it's of no use to me anymore. If you expect me to shed tears of gratitude because of your hypocrisy, go away."
To save your son, I'm afraid you will be disappointed. I am not the Youwan who let down the whole world with just a smile for you 30 years ago, nor am I the Youwan who stood there for you for two windy and rainy days and nights 30 years ago. You are now
Let me out, and I will still do whatever I have to do. I will never forget how much I hate you. You can imagine that you have never known me, but I will not forget how I struggled in pain to learn to hate. And you...
...If you unfortunately fall into my hands one day, I will not let you go free." She tried to dodge in a confused manner, but was interrupted by the sadness between his eyebrows that was as heavy as the dark night, disrupting her pace of ridicule.
And he still just responded with one word calmly: "Okay."
good?!
Still good!
But why "Okay!"
She suddenly took out the palm from his hand, only to find that there were light green lotus shadows on the white handkerchief. My heart was shocked. Is this the one she gave him 30 years ago? Really? My heart was burning.
The twisting was painful, and with a strong force, the white silk wrapped around the injury was torn off, and it was suddenly thrown into his face: "Dirty things are just garbage to me."
Dirty things?
~Is this thing that he has kept by his side for 30 years just rubbish to her? Really?
The bitterness spread into a clear name in the bottom of her heart, spreading out of her shy and annoyed eyebrows 30 years ago under the sun. After she set out the conditions for Huayu to relieve her "sound confusion", he sent
People looked into the past that they deliberately avoided touching 30 years ago.
He never wanted to know, because he knew his father's temper too well. Although he could force his father to keep her alive, he could not expect his father to treat her well. So he was cowardly and refused to see or listen, wishfully treating everything as if it had not happened.
, use time to bury and hide deeply.
But when he saw her broken leg for the first time, and faced her hatred for him directly for the first time, he realized that many things could be ignored or ignored. Some pain could not be forgotten by time.
But after reaching this point, what else can he say? It's too late! She has reason to hate him, because he was not by her side when she needed him most; when she was most desperate, he was the one who stood by her.
Watching from the sidelines. He owed her, but he couldn't pay her back.
Rather than letting her torture herself for such hatred all her life, it is better to forget it.
Forget their splendid beginning, their warm encounter, all the lingering love, the heart-wrenching pain and betrayal.
Geng Yuhuai is her son, but Liu Yexun just hopes not now.
Youwan has been in pain for most of her life.
If Geng Yuhuai couldn't survive this test, if one day in the future, she knew the truth, how could she survive? It was she who killed her son with her own hands, and it was she who watched her son struggling on the line of life and death without giving up.
Lend a helping hand; even if Geng Yuhuai passes this test, the truth will become clear in the future, and he will find out that it was his biological mother who arranged and used his lover to inflict this torturous poison on himself; it was her own
In order to avenge his own father, his mother gave him a bloody childhood...
Can't think about it! Can't think about it!
All of this is too cruel to Youwan and Geng Huai.
So these should be buried in darkness, so these should never appear in front of the three again.
Forget it! He is unwilling to do so! With the memory of sorrow, he would rather only he should bear this bone-chilling sorrow.
Liu Yexun's body finally turned slightly to the side, making way for You Wan to leave.
"Really let me go?" You Wan still couldn't believe that Liu Yexun let her go like this. Their fight was not just for a few days, they knew each other too well. She kept hurting and retaliating, and she kept failing. Every time he
He deliberately let himself go, but this time it was different. His timing of letting him go was obviously not considered carefully.
Most of the government's "weeds" are still waiting and watching. Once they successfully escape, everything will be back to square one. If they continue to implement the original plan, although they will not be able to completely cause the originally expected harm to the "Dongjing Alliance", they will not be able to harm the "Dongjing Alliance".
The future actions of the "Dongjing Alliance" will inevitably have a restraining effect. It is impossible for him not to have thought about this. Could it be that the torment caused by his son Geng Yuhuai's injury has caused him to lose even his basic thinking ability?
Ridiculous! Too ridiculous!
He smiled coolly, moved forward slowly, and even deliberately stepped on the green lotus and white silk there. Liu Yexun, you are old and confused, but I am not. If you let go because you feel guilty for what you have done in the past.
I am willing to take over the control you have gained.
Finger brushing on the ajar door, Liu Yexun's voice behind him slowly came to mind: "You Wan, you can continue to take revenge, but please forget what I said to you last time - Geng Yuhuai is not your son."
Liu Yexun's delicate brows frowned slightly. Liu Yexun's emphasis made no sense, but he said it twice. Why?
The steps under his feet were a little faster, as if he was afraid that Liu Yexun would regret it, as if he was afraid that he would look back. The ugly sound of "click" resounded rapidly in the corridor. He went downstairs, left the house, passed through the garden, and exited "Geng's House".
"The door, she was surprised to find that no one blocked her steps along the way.
Did he let her go? It turned out that he really wanted to let himself go.
But for what purpose?
There was a scorching temperature behind his back. He knew that Liu Yexun could not keep staring at him at this angle, but it seemed that he had never escaped from his gaze in such a long distance.
No turning back! No turning back!
He walked forward step by step, forcing himself never to look back, but he kept thinking about the words Liu Yexun repeated to himself before leaving - Geng Yuhuai is not your son!
Why did he keep emphasizing this? Of course she knew it wasn't true. She always knew it wasn't true. He was the one who lied. But why was he so flustered and uneasy? Why was his cold heart trembling all the time.
then……
She gave birth to a child that year!
Back then, she didn't see her child's face from the first time she opened her eyes!
Back then...she went to see Liu Yexun while pregnant with her child, but the person she met was Liu Yexun's father ~ Liu Yifeng!
At that time, if the child was still alive, then his age...
Liu Yifeng did not admit her relationship with Liu Yexun. Liu Yifeng forced her to break her leg to show her determination to give up Liu Yexun. Liu Yifeng cruelly killed the child who was less than a month old, but that was also his grandson.
~Did Liu Yifeng just act out a deception in front of him at that time?
Is this possible? The more I thought about it, the more confused I became, but my steps became slower and slower.
Will it? Will it? Will my guess be true?
The light was bright in the distance, and at the intersection around the corner, Li Li, dressed in a black suit, was leaning against a BMW not far away, smoking a cigarette.
The dark car glass slowly dropped when he saw her, revealing Jian Fengyi's cold eyes.
The sun shines on the dark glass, creating a bright ray of light. You Wan closes her eyes and subconsciously reaches out to block it.
"Geng Yuhuai is not your son!"
""He is waiting for me. There are some choices that I am willing to gamble with my whole life, but I am not willing to regret them with my whole life."
The sun is very warm and can take away the chill and misery all over your body.
The stiff body and numb limbs seemed to be dyed with golden brilliance by the warmth. You Wan stopped her feet, and the morning light stopped in her palms, reflecting the bright glass. Her heart shrank, and her head was full of regrets about the person who looked exactly like herself.
of feminine facial features.
Liu Yexun slowly picked up the green-stained white silk from the ground. There was a light stain and a tear-like blood stain on it. The blood was her blood, and the stain was the abandonment she left behind.
Yes!
This square of white silk was dirty and was already trash to her. So she abandoned it with disdain. She only hoped that her pain and anger could be discarded like this square of white silk. Maybe it was an extravagant wish, but he had given it all.
Powerful.
Carefully unfold the white silk, fold it into a flat shape, and gently put it into the right pocket of the shirt. She abandoned it and forgot about it, but he had to spend the rest of the time feeling the pain over and over again.
The wall clock on the wall swayed gently. Liu Yexun looked at it infatuatedly and slowly straightened up. It was almost time. He was going to see his son. No matter what he had to face after today, he had to go now.
have a look.
Although Hua Yu failed to recover her memory, she unexpectedly still fell in love with Yu Huai. And with Hua Yu's concern and Po Yun's help, everything may not be irreversible.
The language of flowers is right: some choices should be gambled in a lifetime, but they should not be regretted in a lifetime.
But he didn't understand 30 years ago.
Outside the window is a bright summer morning, with the rich fragrance of jasmine floating lightly in the air. The wind is blowing gently, and outside the window bars are all the first blooms of hope!
If everything today is an end, is it also the beginning of another kind?