forgive?

Ever since I learned the news, I have never forgiven myself. In the beginning, everything happened because of myself. How could he make a mistake and forgive him? But the deepest part in his heart still cannot be solved.

She hugged his neck tighter, and secretly reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes. She forced a smile on her face and smiled helplessly, "How can I forgive you? After I learned the truth today, you know how much I hate you.

I have always restrained myself from arguing with you. I just want you to let that child go."

I heard that she had always said it was for the sake of her children. If she stayed, there would be an added obstacle between them that they would never be able to overcome.

He clasped the back of her head with his hand, and ran his fingertips through her hair. He kissed the lips next to her ears deeply, and slowly said, "Lan'er, I can keep that woman.

I just can't keep that child."

This was his greatest kindness. Even if it was the shadow that couldn't be erased from his heart, there might be a clue if she was left with her. He didn't believe that she appeared there by such a coincidence. If he had been drunk that night, he would not have interacted with her.

She had sex.

Keep her?

Wiping away the tears, she looked directly into his eyes and asked coldly: "Why?"

"I don't want to have children with any woman. Even if it's done, it should be gone."

Gone with the wind? Kill your own flesh and blood and nothing will happen?

It's a done deal? As expected, it was Murong Haochen who said it in such an understatement.

Her hands slowly came down from his neck, and her frowning eyebrows raised in disbelief: "Murong Haochen, when did you become so scary?"

horrible?

He has never wanted to have anything to do with any woman. Even if he can't change it now, he would rather sacrifice his own child for Lan'er. This child is the biggest disaster. If he hadn't appeared, how would she have known about it?

Everything, ask here.

Now, to her, everything he did for her seemed to be an excuse. But his heart remained unchanged. He wanted to give her a perfect life and didn't want to leave any regrets. Just because of this.

"You didn't kill her because of that face that looks like mine, right?"

In fact, this sentence should not have been uttered. But for some reason, I had to ask him personally. After all, Lanshan was somewhat similar to myself. What's more, she said that he just misunderstood...

But as soon as I said the words, my heart kept feeling uneasy.

Looking at it with determined eyes, he replied without any hesitation: "No."

From the first time he met Lanshan, he never regarded her as Lan'er. There was no comparison between her and Lan'er.

"I believe you." His eyes never lie.

His trembling hand slowly stroked the reddish palm print, comforting her gently, just like every time he comforted her.

"Hao Chen, if you are wrong, you are wrong. Don't make any more mistakes. Otherwise, I will never forgive you in this life."

"Okay, I listen to you." He held the hand that was soothing on his face tightly, put it between his forehead and said with lowered eyes. "Lan'er, I'm sorry——"

Haochen, no matter how many times you say I'm sorry, as long as she exists, there is a real gap between us. She supported his shoulder with one hand, but kissed his forehead affectionately: "I don't care about this matter.

No matter what, you have to promise me something."

Just because she doesn't care doesn't mean she doesn't care at all.

Do not care?

He would rather she care about it than suffer it silently. At that moment, his love turned out to be the most fatal love to hurt her.

He frowned tightly, but the deep affection in his eyes contained a hint of guilt: "No matter what, I promise you."

Lying in his arms, An Ran's heart gradually returned to its original state, but her eyes were still indifferent: "Such a thing will never happen again in the future. I can accept it the first time, but I won't accept the second time."

"No, it won't happen again..."

The moment he hugged her, his voice became smaller and smaller. She forced him again on this matter. Even if she didn't want to accept it, he had someone else's child. But she didn't want to, because he had his hands on it.

Full of blood that killed his own flesh and blood. He could not be stained with such a stain.

The things of the world are familiar, it is late at night and the crowd is empty, and the shadows are empty.

Smiling in the mirror, with a few silent tears, I asked myself about my sorrow.

A few words of oath, the years fade away like laughter and empty talk.

Looking at himself in the mirror, he stretched out his hand to touch this face. He lowered his eyes and sighed, and smiled bitterly to himself: "If the face is no longer there after the years, will he dislike it?"

What a woman fears most in her life is losing her appearance.

As a sad grown-up, she still never noticed the person behind her getting closer. She was always watching her every move from behind, and she hesitated when she wanted to get closer to her.

Ever since she left Chen Lan Palace, she had been worried about her mood. But just now I heard from Zi Ling that she had stayed in the house and never came out.

At this moment, she seemed to have locked herself up and was unwilling to get out.

But he still moved closer to her involuntarily, and heard what she had just said to herself. He put his hands on her shoulders, and an extremely gentle voice came into her ears like an intimate voice: "No."

Ye Yilan slightly raised her eyes to look at him in the mirror, and his extremely affectionate eyes were always focused on her. She reached out and stroked his head, which was deeply buried on her shoulder. He was really too clingy now.

Just like myself back then, I was used to his presence and didn't want to leave. Secretly, I smiled secretly, looked at him in the mirror with a half-smile, and asked, "Don't tell me, late

Come here, why so early?"

He raised his eyebrows and looked up at her in the mirror, reached out to hold the hand on his head, and kissed her cheek affectionately: "Of course, I'll finish my work soon and come to accompany you."

Inadvertently, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she looked into his eyes and asked: "Are you here to make up for it?"

"No." He remembered her words. She didn't want to make up for it by herself, but now in her eyes, no matter how good he was to her, it would be made up for. "Lan'er, no matter what happens, I will still love you.

"

In his eyes, she is still so alluring. No matter how many years go by, he will still love her as before and his heart will not change.

Hearing this, her heart felt warm for a while. She tilted her head and looked at him very carefully, with a gentle smile slightly raised: "You always say such sweet words, no wonder I was deceived by you."

He held her chin and kissed her delicate lips lovingly. For some reason, this kiss made him really not want to let go. When he thought of when he promised to keep that child, he couldn't do anything rashly. Slowly

He let her go and saw that her cheeks were still as blushing as before. He said affectionately: "Isn't it good to lie for the rest of your life?"

"No." She pursed her lips from the deep kiss just now, and the smile at the corner of her mouth faded away. She hugged his neck tightly with both hands and whispered softly into his ear. "I want you, love me."

lifetime."

No matter what he said was a joke, he could only love but not lie.

Love forever?

Hearing the warmth in his heart, he hugged her body into his arms and admitted his mistake: "Yes, I made a mistake."

In an instant, a smile flashed subconsciously in those erratic eyes, and he picked her up without warning.

Suddenly, Ye Yilan looked at his behavior and asked in confusion: "What are you doing again?"

Seeing him smiling and taking him out of Qinlan Palace without saying a word, he carried himself to the palace gate like this. As soon as he saw the carriage, he knew that he was fully prepared for tonight.

Ye Yilan couldn't help but want to open the curtain to see what was going on, but he stopped her. She looked at him with doubtful eyes: "Where are you going?"

But he hugged her body and still said nothing. The mystery in his eyes had a hint of meaning.

Seeing this, she looked closely into his eyes and asked, "Are you still unwilling to tell me?"

Seeing that he was still indifferent, he closed his eyes and pretended to be resting. He reached out and touched the tip of his nose, still unmoved.

"parking--"

"No one is allowed to stop."

At first, he wanted to slowly enjoy her restlessness in his arms, but he never thought that she would stop the car. When he suddenly opened his eyes, he shouted coldly.

I heard that if it hadn't been for her words, how would he have spoken.

When Murong Haochen saw that she kept looking at him, he knew that this was her way of provoking him. He held her cheek and smiled fondly: "Don't make trouble and be obedient."

"Master, we're here."

It was heard that he had already gone down by himself before he could hold her. His doting eyes raised an affectionate smile.

Ye Yilan looked around at all the scenes, and they were still so familiar.

As soon as he got out of the car, he saw that her eyes were attracted by something, and she walked forward involuntarily. But he was afraid to come forward and disturb her, not to mention that her mood was always unstable, no matter how close she was to him.

, can feel that she has a slight distance from him.

Maybe, all of this is just my own worries.

If she smiles, she may not be happy.

If she is sad, she must be unhappy.

But what should he do to stop her worries from accumulating in her heart? When can he open her heart?

Seeing her standing under the bridge, she had no intention of leaving. He slowly walked up to her body, and although he looked at her, there was nothing in front of her that could make her miss her so much.

"Last Chinese Valentine's Day, I wrote poems here."

Here, she met him. For some reason, she would miss this place so much. Even though she had let go of Murong Haoli, this feeling was still strong.

Hearing this, Murong Haochen couldn't help but look at the corner of her mouth. She was actually smiling. Such a smile, so real, yet fascinating. He hadn't seen it for a long time.
To be continued...