rich husband's young wife

The sound of firecrackers cracking was near and far. %&*";

Bai Jiawo listened to the sounds of the New Year on the sofa, thinking back to Mr. Dong's words that were like a blow to the head.

Yes, regret and self-blame are useless, it can't change what has happened, but she wants to say forgiveness, or open a new chapter, but she always feels that there is a thorn in her heart, and she wants to really let go. But it is difficult.

After all, she lost her loved ones who accompanied her, and from then on, she was alone in this world, and no one would look at her with those pure eyes and call her sister with a smile...

"I've prepared a passport for you." Teng Ye suddenly sat beside her with a bunch of things in his hand: "Look, where do you want to go to relax?"

He said softly, and opened some albums in his hand, like a psychological mentor eager to let her let go, telling about the beauty of the Aegean Sea, the thrills of the Caribbean, the idyllic towns in Europe, and the history of Egypt dust……

"Am I alone?" She opened her mouth, and it was the first sentence she said to him since she came back to this room.

Teng Ye pursed his lower lip: "I want to accompany you..."

"That's unnecessary." She pushed the picture album, lost in interest.

"Then I won't go, I'll let Wu Lili accompany you..." He immediately compromised, as long as she was willing to come out, he didn't mind what kind of request she made.

"I'm not interested." She said and turned her head to look at him: "You really don't have to worry about me. Just because I come back to live, doesn't mean we can go back to the past. Even if I try to forgive, it doesn't mean that I really can. forgive."

After Bai Jia finished speaking, she got up and walked forward step by step. Teng Ye looked at her back with loneliness in his eyes.

"Bai Jia, do we have to hurt each other?" He looked at her back and said.

"It's not that we want to hurt, it's that we are together, so we can't avoid it." She responded by walking up the stairs, and when she turned the corner, she glanced at him: "You can't give me a future, I can't give you forgiveness, what belongs to us , that's the only pain."

……

Goose feathers and heavy snow fluttered, Bai Jiali was in Mr. Dong's tea house, wearing tight clothes and aiming at the arrow target in front of him.

When the arrow flew out, Mr. Dong put on a thick mink fur coat for her: "Take a break, there is still half a month before the trial!"

Bai Jia silently put down the bow in her hand, and wandered around the teahouse with Mr. Dong.

"Have you felt better recently?" Mr. Dong asked softly.

Bai Jia nodded: "Yes."

"The first days were difficult, but in the end time will calm us down and allow us to face the pain. i^" Mr. Dong smiled at her: "It's good that you can start practicing, but your Arrows have resentment, not as good as before. Before I could see you enjoying archery, enjoying the pleasure it brings you, but now it is just a way for you to vent, it is a straw in your hand, your arrow Don't you think it's too heavy for Ya to carry too much emotion? Isn't it good to let go of the burden?"

"I'm a little at a loss." Bai Jia pursed her lips: "I really want to come out and get better with him, but every time I see him, I think of Bai Yun pushing me. Talking, the kind of younger brother, the kind of gauze, plaster, lying motionless on the hospital bed, will directly appear in my mind, that kind of guilt, that kind of guilt, makes me unable to really do it to forgive."

Mr. Dong sighed: "Why don't I introduce you to a psychiatrist! When I lost my daughter and my son, I felt very uncomfortable. Thanks to him being with me during those days, I was able to Face the reality quickly, it's not as good as you..."

"Is it useful?" Bai Jia was a little puzzled.

"Soothe the trauma of the soul, he is an expert, I want you to cheer up, and I want you to become a new star in the trials, win the biggest prize money, and start a glorious chapter in your life."

Mr. Dong looked at her benevolently, his eyes full of expectation, Bai Jia bit his lip, and nodded vigorously: "I will work hard."

……

The Spring Festival Gala was playing on TV, Bai Jia nestled on the sofa in front of the TV, while Teng Ye was standing in front of the study window upstairs.

He knew that Bai Jia was receiving treatment, Mr. Dong said hello, and the psychologist also emphasized that he must give her tolerance, space and time.

So he suppressed his heart to guard each other, and watched her under the same roof across the floor.

"Beep." The computer beeped to receive the text message, Teng Ye turned around and moved the mouse to light up the screen.

He looked at the lines and frowned, and then the phone on his desk rang.

"Hello." He held the phone and answered helplessly.

"Have you received the news?" Wu Lili's voice was also full of helplessness: "The organization wants to investigate the cause of Ghosting's death. Maybe our actions have fallen into the eyes of the organization."

"I don't think so." Teng Ye stared at the computer screen: "If the organization suspected that I did it, they wouldn't be so stupid as to send someone to ask me to contact and assist in the investigation. They should come quietly."

"Maybe playing hard to get?"

"If I were a cunning fox, this trick would be necessary, but I'm a sharp knife, if I'm out of the scabbard, there will be blood." Teng Ye reached out and turned off the screen as he said.

"Okay, it's just an investigation. What about Bai Jia? You still want a golden house?" Wu Lili's voice was full of worry.

"Hmm." He responded.

"You huh? Do you want her by your side all your heart? Guishou, don't take risks or challenges. I know your ability, but if the organization wants to destroy you, it can definitely do it. Besides, you have to think about it." Take your mother, your scabbard is in their hands."

Wu Lili's words caused a flash of pain in Teng Ye's eyes, and then he held the phone and gritted his teeth: "I understand, but Bai Jia, I won't let her leave my side again."

"Hey!" Wu Lili sighed: "The organization..."

"There are not too many women around me, and there are not many women missing. The eyes of the organization must be what I let it see, and it can only see what."

"Understood, it's just like this, why don't you say hello to Bai Jia first?"

"I'll find a chance to talk to her." Teng Ye hung up the phone, turned around the phone, grabbed the vodka on the side, opened the bottle and poured it down his throat.

The smell of almost alcohol enveloped him, and his throat was burning red from the strong alcohol.

He was going to face her, to tell him that he was going to act; he wanted her to know that deep in his heart, he had an unchanging love for her, even if he indulged in all his emotions, he was still deeply in love with her.

He got up and left the study room, and went down the stairs, only to find that Bai Jia was no longer in the living room. He froze for a moment and took two steps outside, only to see Bai Jia sitting on the steps at the door, watching the fireworks bursting in the air .

His heart shuddered, and he walked lightly to the back of her, and stood there looking at her together.

A few months ago, they were still enjoying the romance of fireworks on Happy Day, but this moment is the loneliness of fireworks.

"Teng Ye..." Suddenly Bai Jia opened his mouth, and Teng Ye bent down hastily when he heard the sound, "Yes."

"I want you to promise me one thing, as a New Year's gift to me." She said softly, still looking at the fireworks, but the smell of alcohol from his body was floating in her nostrils.

"You said."

Bai Jia turned to look at him: "Don't love me, is that okay?"

Teng Ye froze immediately, and then clenched his hands behind his back into fists: "I know you can't forgive me, but..."

"It's not a question of forgiveness or not." Bai Jia said, "It's your love, I really can't bear it."

She said and bowed her head: "How I wish that we had never been in love, that would be great. I can scold you, beat you, and hate you for the rest of my life, but I don't have to. It makes me cry in pain."

Teng Ye looked at Bai Jia, biting his lips with blood oozing: "Do you regret our love?"

Bai Jia closed her eyes and nodded.

"Heh..." Teng Ye let out a wry smile: "Okay, as you wish." He turned around and walked into the house.

"You promise?" Bai Jia couldn't believe her ears. She hurriedly turned her head to look at his figure and asked loudly. She wanted to grind slowly until one day he would let go and agree, but now he actually Agreeing so readily?

Teng Ye turned around: "Yes, I agree."

His voice was full of sadness, he never thought that one day she would regret their love...

He looked at her face greedily, but he saw a smile on her face, that smile had an indescribable beauty, as if she had escaped from a cage, as if she had broken through the shackles... This beauty instantly became a knife , cut off his heart, cut off his eyes...

He suddenly had a feeling of suffocation, as if he saw her disappearing from his side, and he would never be able to breathe her breath...

"But..." he opened his mouth, staring at her face full of relief, his voice hoarse: "You can't leave me..."

Bai Jia's expression froze, and then she looked at him and said: "My psychiatrist said that people have to learn to be willing, and only when they are willing can they get it. If I can let you go, maybe I can let go of these pains and get a new life."

There was a wry smile on the corner of Teng Ye's mouth: "So you have to sacrifice me, you have to forget about love, and then you have to say goodbye to me, and never see each other again?"

Bai Jia bit her lip, but she didn't refute, because what Teng Ye said was exactly what she wanted to do, she wanted to leave him, and make him a memory that would be forever sealed in her heart.

"Bai Jia, I, Teng Ye, am nothing. You can forget as much as you want, and you can let go if you want!" He suddenly stepped forward and grabbed her shoulder: "Everything is the same as what I said at the beginning. you are mine!"

His eyes were burning hot like a billowing fire, and his shoulders were like grapples, which made her painful.

"Let me go..." Bai Jia stretched out her hand in pain to break his hand, but this action fell into Teng Ye's eyes, but it became her determination to leave: "I won't let you leave me, do you hear me! Do you hear me?" No!"

He roared, the pain of losing at this moment burned his reason, all he wanted was for her to nod obediently and stay by her side obediently.

"Let me go!" Bai Jia yelled in pain and didn't say anything, even turned her head and opened her mouth to bite his hand.

When there was pain in his wrist, his eyes, his gray-green pupils, turned red.

Then he suddenly lifted Bai Jia up.

"Ah! What are you doing! Let me go!" Bai Jia hung upside down on his shoulders, beating his back muscles desperately.

"Why? I want you to always remember that you are mine, and you must never leave me!" His voice roared like a lion's roar from hell, and when Bai Jia realized that Teng Ye had become unable to During the communication, she had already been thrown heavily on the bed...