Wife Pursuit Order No. 1

Chapter 1291 Never Going Back Again
"I didn't intend to kill them at first, but Weiran, do you know that everything before, those photos, in the cemetery, in Belize, and even when you pushed me out for your mother, were all planned by Xia Sichun , Zheng Wan knows, Xia Changsheng also knows, they all deserve to die, they all deserve to die!"

Lu Qianchen's voice suddenly became vicious and vicious, and one could feel how his hatred turned into blood from between the lines.

Xia Weiran just felt a little worried about Xia Changsheng's fate, but suddenly a wave of self-mockery and sadness enveloped him.

She only knew that Xia Changsheng brought Xia Sichun to the house to force the palace that day, but she didn't dare to think about it, so it turned out that he was involved in all these things.

People say that the poison of a tiger does not eat its offspring.

But Xia Changsheng was able to use plot after plot to frame his own daughter.

This man had already died in Xia Weiran's heart, and now when she heard that he was really gone, apart from a little bit of wanting to cry and laugh, she didn't feel any reluctance.

Lu Qianchen looked at Xia Weilan's expression, and didn't dare to say anything more. He just raised his hand, gently pulled her shoulders, and tried to hug her into his arms. He felt that the little woman didn't resist anymore. The Youyou said: "Ranran, can you forgive me? Go back with me, take our daughter, and let's start again, okay?"

Xia Weiran trembled in his arms, lowered her head, Lu Qianchen still couldn't see her expression clearly.

After a while, the little girl in her arms moved, raised her hand and gently pushed Lu Qianchen's chest.

Her expression was so indifferent, and a mist began to fill her eyes again. She looked so erratic, which made Lu Qianchen's heart flutter, and even his nerves tensed up.

He still wanted to call her 'wife', but before he could speak, he saw Xia Weiran's lowered head slightly raised, and shook his head at him.

His heart immediately fell to the bottom.

She looked at him, her eyes flickered, and she regained her composure: "Lu Qianchen, as you said, if you miss it, you miss it. Xia Sichun, we can't pretend that those things never happened. Even if we go back, our hearts will There is a wound, and no matter how well it heals, there are still scars."

It's like, if a broken mirror is forced to reunite, there are cracks, and if it is forced to be covered with water, it will be stained.

I can't go back to that pure and purest first love.

The most helpless sentence: never go back.
Xia Weiran took a deep breath, she didn't dare to look at Lu Qianchen's expression again, and tried her best to let herself cut out the troubles that had been entangled for many years, her words were so calm, as if she had seen it through, without any impulse, After careful consideration, he elaborated on a practical matter: "Lu Qianchen, I just want to raise Ya Ya well now. The happiness I get from love is too extravagant for me."

“陆千尘，我爱过你，恨过你，疼过，痛过，最厉害的时候，甚至扑上去把你狠狠的揍一顿，把你揍死得了，可是，到现在，终归只是一个' Over' word."

Passed. Passed.
But he couldn't grasp it, seeing the quicksand passing away in the palm of his hand, and the vows faded away like fleeting years.

In this love, he is right, and she is also right.

It's just that the two of them are not firm enough.

She was not strong enough to love him, so she chose her mother; he was not strong enough to love her, so she chose to hurt.

It's like a dream, just a futile entanglement.

(End of this chapter)