Blind young love wife is addicted

Chapter 188
Song Min didn't hear what he said behind, and walked all the way to the door of the house very quickly, but the key couldn't be inserted into the keyhole no matter what, her whole face was pale and terrifying.

As soon as she entered the house, it was raining outside.She hurriedly went to the balcony to collect the clothes, her movements were extremely skillful, and she stopped her movements when she saw Yang Zhenhua standing downstairs through the window.Put all the clothes into the room, sat in the living room for a long time, my mind was full of the past.He swore that he would come home and tell her father that he would marry her, but when she confessed to her family that she was pregnant, he didn't come.Regardless of everyone's opposition, she went to look for him after giving birth, but he didn't see her either...

After so many years, these things were about to be forgotten, and when I suddenly remembered, I was so sour that I couldn't leave for a long time, until Song Yanjin called and said that on the way back, the old man asked her to make a cup of tea, Song Min woke up, afraid of Yang Zhenhua and Song Yanjin Hit, hurriedly took an umbrella and went downstairs.

Yang Zhenhua was standing downstairs holding a black umbrella. Unexpectedly, Song Min would go and return, so he walked over quickly.

"Let's go to the teahouse next door and chat." Song Min held the umbrella and didn't give Yang Zhenhua a chance to speak, looking anxious.

She was too afraid that Song Yanjin would bump into Yang Zhenhua, even though she knew it was okay to bump into each other, she couldn't help being frightened.

The two sat down in the teahouse, and Song Min finally settled down.

"These years...are you okay?" There were many things he wanted to say, but when he actually sat down, Yang Zhenhua didn't know what to say.

"Very good." Song Min eased the corners of his mouth and smiled, bringing out the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.What does it matter if it's good or not?It's been this way for so many years.

Yang Zhenhua nodded, and smiled dryly: "Okay, I've been looking for you all these years, and I've been moving. I couldn't find you. I found out that you moved here a while ago, and I asked someone to ask, but they Said that there is no one named Song Zhixin here."

Song Min smiled, and did not say that he had changed his name. The smile was distant: "It's been more than 20 years, you're old..."

This sentence is very sincere. More than 20 years ago, he was a 23-year-old guy, and he is also old now.If you don't know enough, I'm afraid you won't recognize him.

"It's been too long..." Yang Zhenhua swallowed, feeling ashamed of Song Min.

"Yeah, I almost don't remember the past." Song Minmin said, looking at Yang Zhenhua: "It's a good thing to forget, after all, it's not a happy thing."

The tea in Yang Zhenhua's hand gradually became cold, Song Min's words made him a little hesitant, and he didn't even dare to ask: "Back then... where was that child?"

"What are you bringing this up for?"

"Zhixin, I want to see that child." Yang Zhenhua said urgently, he didn't even know if the child was still there.

Song Min pursed her lips: "I'm afraid you won't see it."

"Why...why?" He obviously had some answers in his mind, but he still wanted to ask.

"Dead." When mentioning the child, Song Min's heart instantly turned cold, and he even spoke with coldness: "You didn't keep your promise, a girl like me can't give birth to her alone with a big belly, so I can only go to the hospital."

Yang Zhenhua met Song Min's face, the hope in his eyes was suddenly shattered, and he lowered his head. A 50-year-old man, with red eyes and trembling shoulders: "I'm sorry for you and the child."

"That day, it wasn't that I didn't want to go, but that I couldn't go..." Yang Zhenhua knew that an explanation was unnecessary, but wasn't it just to say something like this when he waited for her all these years?
These years, he was in a foreign country, and he often dreamed that she gave birth to a daughter for him.looks like her.The dream made him believe it for a while, but it turned out to be nothing more than an illusion. When he woke up from the dream, his heart was broken.

"What are you still talking about now?" Song Min lowered his mouth, raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, and said in a flat voice, "It's all over, even though I hated you once, but now I'm relieved, don't want to, you Don’t even think about it, it’s just torture.”

"I've been thinking about it for more than [-] years, but it's still in vain..." Yang Zhenhua took a deep breath, feeling empty in his heart: "Zhixin, I... am really sorry for you."

"Okay, what to do with these useless things. It's getting late, you should go, and I should go back." Song Min turned around and pretended to hold the bag to hide the tears in his eyes.

"Then leave me your contact information." Seeing that Song Min was about to leave, Yang Zhenhua looked a little nervous.

"No, I haven't been in touch for so many years, it's better not to be in touch." Song Min directly refused, picked up her bag, and left the teahouse quickly.

Yang Zhenhua sat there, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were stacked together.

When Song Min returned home, Gu Linshen and Song Yanjin had already sent the old man back.

"Auntie, where have you been?" Seeing Song Min coming in from the outside, Song Yanjin, who was cutting fruit, couldn't help asking.

"Oh, Aunt Li asked me for something just now, I'll go and have a look." Song Min changed his shoes and took the fruit knife from Song Yanjin's hand: "Let me do it."

"No, I've already cut it." Song Yanjin held the fruit plate and said again: "I see that grandpa has a bad cough recently. Didn't he take his medicine?"

"Take it, your grandfather has been like this for the past few years." Song Min sighed: "Taking the medicine didn't help, and I went to the hospital a few days ago to check, but there was no result."

The two were talking, and they stopped talking when they entered the old man's room with fruits.

After staying with the old man at Song's house for a while, Song Yanjin got up and was about to leave: "Linshen and I are going back."

"Just sit still, it's not easy to come here for work." Song Min leaned against the window sill and glanced, Yang Zhenhua's car was still downstairs.Song Min hurriedly persuaded.

"Come back in a few days, it's raining heavily, and it won't be easy to go back later." Song Yanjin thought that Song Min was reluctant to part with him, and picked up his bag with a smile.

"Wait a minute, I'll get you something. I'll freeze it when I go home, so I won't be afraid of running out of food if I'm hungry." Song Min took Song Yanjin's hand, and hurriedly changed the subject.

Song Yanjin glanced at Gu Linshen and said, "My aunt and I will get it."

"Go." Gu Linshen was not in a hurry to leave.

Song Min had the idea of ​​digging out the entire refrigerator and giving it to Song Yanjin, so he found one after another and packed it for her.

Song Yanjin looked at the bulging little box, a little dumbfounded: "Auntie, there are too many, I can't finish eating them when I take them home."

There are only her and Gu Linshen in Shengshu, so how much can they eat?
"It's okay, these won't go bad in the refrigerator." Song Min said, looking towards the balcony: "I'll find another box and put some more."

"Auntie..." Song Yanjin looked at Song Min helplessly. Song Min really planned for her and Gu Linshen to eat these fast food every day.

Song Min stood by the balcony, and the car downstairs drove away at some point.She picked up the box, put it back, walked to the kitchen and said, "These should be enough for you and Linshen, I'll help you move it to the car."

(End of this chapter)