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Chapter Thirty-Six(1/2)

Chapter 36

"Xiaohan." I was about to cross the road when I heard a familiar hoarse voice.

I stayed where I was, looking at him closely with my eyes. After not seeing him for a week, he looked much haggard, and his eye sockets were sunken deeply...

"Are you here waiting for me?!" I looked at him knowingly.

Yan Chen nodded feebly, his face looking ugly.

"We have nothing to say. Chen, cherish what you have in front of you, cherish your love, cherish your child." My voice was unusually calm, and even I was startled.

"Han, have you really given up? You gave up our relationship so easily?!" He suddenly grabbed my wrist, his voice unable to conceal his sadness and despair.

"Chen, it's not that I gave up. It's that we are not meant for each other at all. This is God's will." I sighed heavily. When will he understand?!

But, I'm afraid that when that day comes, everyone will be injured...

"God's will?! You actually said God's will!" He suddenly became excited and pulled my arm harder.

"Chen, let me go, this is on the street!" I glanced around. If I hadn't gotten off work a little early today, I'm afraid there would be spectators everywhere now!

"Unless you give me a reason, I have sworn that I will never let you go in this life!" He suddenly became as unreasonable as a child, and his voice became louder and louder.

I looked around anxiously. If I continued like this, I would have to catch up with the rush hour before long.

"Okay, won't you let go of your hand?! Chen, if you don't let me go, I will die in front of you!" I gave up struggling and looked at him seriously, with helplessness and determination in my eyes.

It's time for closure...

I took a deep breath and forced myself to calm down...

He stopped what he was doing and looked at me blankly, his face filled with sadness.

We stood there, no one said a word, and his hand still held my wrist.

Vehicles coming and going on the road shuttled past us, and waves of deafening honking sounded one after another...

It's just that we deliberately pretended not to hear...

Suddenly, I caught a glimpse of a slowly moving shadow out of the corner of my eye. I turned around and found a royal blue car rushing towards me. In desperation, I pushed it away with all my strength without even thinking about it.

I have lost sight of the people around me...



Meng Zihan stood blankly outside the company gate, looking at the scene in front of him in disbelief...

He was shocked...

At that moment, many familiar fragments seemed to appear in front of his eyes...

The face in the dream gradually became clear, and he saw her nestled in the arms of a cold and vicissitudes of life...

He saw her eyes closed forever, and a grief-stricken man holding her hand tightly...

He saw two boys playing...

He also saw the wordless tombstone...

"Yan'er..." He couldn't help but call out, and the familiar figure suddenly overlapped with the person who fell to the ground in front of him...

In an instant, he remembered everything...

It's her!

He rushed forward like crazy and picked her up...

Yan'er, this time, no matter what, I will never let you leave me easily again...

Never...

There is a kind of love called mooring

As long as you are willing, I can't help but tell you

There is a kind of pain called relief

In the world without you, I am the only one left

My tears slowly ran down my cheeks

My eyes are filled with your tears

My love for you turns into tears in the end

You never feel my sadness

My hurt heart wants to save you

My hurt heart misses you so much

redeem

Two months later, in the church

A newlywed couple walked gracefully across the red carpet...

The church door was suddenly slammed shut, isolating the chaotic shouts outside...

A beautiful bride shyly hugged the handsome groom beside her.

There was no expression on Yan Chen's face, and his hands were stiff and allowed to be held by Xin Ai.

He still can't forget that shocking scene.

She saved him without hesitation!

However, he found that he could no longer be by her side.

There was another person beside her, and it was him!

Many times, he often wondered whether this was the so-called will of God.

Whether it was a thousand years ago or a thousand years later, he could never be with her!

He promised Meng Zihan to let her go...

He is destined to be the eternal loser...

Meng Zihan sat quietly next to me, his hand holding mine tightly.

He always had a smile on his face, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

It can be seen that he is in a good mood!

I don’t know if I’m really happy for Chen, or...?!

I turned my face slightly and looked at him carefully...

After that accident, he seemed to remember everything.

He stayed by my bed for a whole month, telling me about our children and what happened after I left...

I resigned.

Without any procedures, he removed my desk and did not allow me to work anymore...

Meng Zihan often said that he would not let his woman run around outside. His domineering and selfishness remained unchanged.

Later, the murderer was found.

This is Chen Yuyang.

Her jealousy and hatred eventually destroyed her.

If you ever come to me, please ask Chen to let her go.

I silently agreed.

Because only I can understand the stinging pain of love that penetrates the bone marrow.

Meng Zihan did not agree.

He said something that moved me forever:

"This time, I won't hesitate anymore and won't let anyone hurt you!"

"Han'er, I'm glad that you are still so interested in me!" Suddenly, his face turned around and looked at me with a pair of deep black eyes.

I was startled and suddenly blushed with embarrassment.

He is still so inconsistent.

In front of outsiders, he is a courageous and neat business master.

His stern face never lets you guess his true thoughts.

However, when I saw him alone, he was no longer the focus of attention.

He will be jealous, he will be jealous, he is just an ordinary man.

"Han'er, shouldn't we also consider the issue of men and women?" Meng Zihan paused, winked at me, and then continued: "Although I don't care about the nominal ceremony of marriage, you should always

Think about it for yourself. You don’t want your man to be on the headlines of magazines forever, right?!”
To be continued...
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