"Ayan, the fifth aunt must regard those children as her own. So, she is not alone. The children we and she said she cared about are all her children."
"She likes children very much, but she can no longer have children of her own. Sometimes she always feels that fate is so ruthless and unreal, but what happens is realistic and cruel."
A sad look stained Su Hanyan's brows. Indeed, it is definitely the biggest regret in life for a woman not to have her own child.
"Ayan..."
"Um?"
Su Hanyan smiled shyly, but said nothing. It would be nice if Feng Yan had a child in the future.
"Why are you smiling like that? Do you have any ulterior motives?"
"Who has any intention? I just thought the way you spoke just now was so charming, melancholy, and affectionate..."
Feng Yan glared at her and replied with a straight face: "I'm not a white-faced scholar. Don't equate me with the person in your mind."
"No, really not, I just haven't seen you... like that." Su Hanyan finished speaking with a red face, lowered her head, and then raised her head again, "Huh? Why haven't they come back yet?"
Feng Yan stared at her with an expressionless face.
…
In the bathroom, Xia Xinrou stood in front of the mirror, looking affectionate and slightly dull.
She has stood here for a long time, not wanting to move or go out. Because her heart has always been empty and bottomless, like a terminal cancer patient sentenced to death, extremely sad and desperate, but at the same time completely helpless.
Method.
If late-stage cancer is waiting for death, she is definitely already dead.
She raised her head slightly and saw a pair of beautiful tear-filled eyes. She quickly wiped them with a tissue in her hand. Then she looked left and right in the mirror, fearing that she would be seen crying later.
Probably, she had seen Feng Lianxia wait for Yan Hui since she was a child, and she was extremely envious of such precious persistence.
She hopes that there will be a man in her life who is worth waiting for. There are many outstanding boys around her, but her eyes only stay on him.
Feng Yan, the man she has loved since she was a child, seems to be very close to her, but only she knows that they are farther than the end of the world.
It's not that he never thought that one day a woman would appear by his side, but thinking about it, whether he can accept it is another emotion.
Why is this happening?
She never imagined that she would encounter such a difficult sacrifice.
Her life can be called lucky. She was born in such a family and was surrounded by outstanding elders and peers. However, despite her misfortune, she silently loved a man who could not love her.
"Dudu"
The mobile phone placed on the table was vibrating, and she knew it was Li Jinchen calling even without looking.
Love is a vicious cycle. The person you love doesn't love you back, and the person who loves you doesn't love you back.
"I'm sorry, Brother Jinchen." She muttered silently in her heart. She knew very well that as long as she had been looking at Feng Yan, Li Jinchen had been looking at her.
But what can be done? She couldn't take back her heart and eyes intact.
It's so difficult, it's like climbing to the sky.
The phone was still vibrating. She sighed softly, straightened herself in the mirror, grabbed her phone and walked out of the bathroom.
In the corridor outside the door, Li Jinchen stood upright, holding her purse in his hand. Hearing the sound, he looked towards her, with a stern expression showing a touch of pity.