Fairy Cries Only At Night

A short sentence, exhausted all my strength.

I looked forward to looking at Jin Yan. Jin Yan held me tightly for a long time.

"Well..."

The bite became deeper and deeper, and my hand began to get out of control. I put my hand into Jin Yan's clothes a little bit.

I looked at my hand, completely out of control.

Only feel sad.

"Jin Yan..."

Jin Yan tightened his hand, hugged me, turned fiercely, opened the rear door and took me in.

Are you taking me back?

I was glad, and there was a little strength in my body. I bit my lip, and there was a little pain. I felt more strength, "Jin Yan... Take something... Tie me..."

Yes, tie me up so that he can avoid being spared by me while driving.

However, I did not expect that Jin Yan did not do so, but closed the door.

I looked at his movements and was surprised.

The heart jumped down fiercely and shouted, "Jin Yan, you... Um..."

Before I finished, my lips were blocked, and a thirst like a person lost in the desert saw the water and ran up frantically.

My body is the water now.

Whether sweet or salty, just water.

"Well..."

The body is honest under the action of medicine, but my heart is resistant.

Even keep shouting, no, Jin Yan

No... Jin Yan

Please... No

Constant shouting, but can't resist the rain hope of the body.

I was carried to the back of my chair by Jin Yan, but the space in the car was limited. My head hit the door and knocked.

Jin Yan raised his eyes, rolled his eyes and rubbed my head.

And the lips still move on my face and neck.

I was awakened by the pain and became more rational.

Hurriedly pushed him, "Jin Yan, we can't do this."

“……”

"Jin Yan, please, we can't."

“……”

I kept pleading. Jin Yan untied my clothes as if he couldn't hear anything.

Tears finally fell uncontrollably.

Before, I loved Jin Yan. I hated the touch of any man, including Li Yan.

However, my love falls on Li Yan, so my body is not allowed to give to any man except Li Yan, including Jin Yan.

"Jin Yan, Fu Lin is pregnant. You will have a child soon. Think about the child."

Children are my deepest scars, but at this moment, nothing seems to matter.

Jin Yan finally stopped and looked up at me with scarlet and deep pain in his eyes.

"Qingqing, I'm sorry." Jin Yan held my face and his voice was full of pain, as if I had seen him engaged to Fu Lin before.

What's the matter? How could Jin Yan say such a thing.

My mind was blank for a moment, but I forgot the fire of my body.

"Qingqing, it's me. I'm sorry, it's me." Jin Yan made a deep voice, hoarse and choking.

"Why... I'm sorry..." my lips opened, and I subconsciously opened my mouth.

There was a cry in my voice that I didn't even know.

"Qingqing, shall we be together? As I said before, there is a home, you and children." Jin Yan looked at me, his eyes floating and glittering, like a rainy day, with sadness.

Before, home, children

Tears blurred my eyes, my memory rewind, back to the past.

Yes, we agreed when we were young. Jin Yan raised me when he grew up. I married him, gave him children, cooked for him and washed his clothes.

What a good thing.

But fate is cruel. When I see you again, you are engaged and don't know me.

Now, I have fallen in love with Li Yan, and you already have children.

Are we still possible?

Jin Yan, are we still possible?

Reality is not memory, can not rewind.

"Green, we as like as two peas,"

Tears blurred, is it my illusion or I was dazzled, I saw Jin Yan shed tears.

His tears fell from his eyes and left two deep marks on his handsome face.

I opened my mouth, but there was no sound in my throat.

It seems stuck. I can't say anything.

Jin Yan bowed his head and kissed me. The action on his hand became fierce.

I didn't know where the strength came from and hurried to catch him.

It's like grasping with life.

"Jin Yan, where are Fu Lin and the children?" my voice was very hoarse, like an old lady.

Jin Yan was frozen and his whole body was tense.

I thought I would see a sudden face, but, no, what I saw was hatred, a strong hatred.

Jin Yan, what's the matter?

"Qingqing, my child, only you were born." Jin Yan backhanded, clenched my hand and looked at me deeply.

Only my children

Jin Yan, do you know what you're talking about?

I shook my head and pushed him.

This is not Jin Yan I know. He won't say such cruel words.

Not Jin Yan... Not

"Qingqing, we are together. No one can destroy us, okay?" Jin Yan clenched my hand and looked at me with his eyes.

I was finally angry, "Jin Yan, do you know what you're talking about? That's life! Innocent life!"

Jin Yan's hand tightened fiercely, as if to crush me.

"I know it's life, but do you know what its mother did? Qingqing, you don't know, you don't know..." Jin Yan's eyes floated hatred again, like a prairie fire, trying to burn the person who gave him hatred to ashes.

An idea quickly crossed my mind. I seemed to think of something. Subconsciously, I asked, "Jin Yan, tell me, what happened to you when you didn't come to see me in prison for half a year?"

In fact, I also want to ask, where did he go after I got out of prison, what happened to the seriously ill picture, and what happened to the doctor who has been contacting me.

But I didn't ask. It seems that everything has taken an important turn here.

The scarlet in the bottom of Jin Yan's eyes exploded, as if something was constantly rolling, but they were all pressed by him.

"Jin Yan..."

Jin Yan held my face and looked at me deeply, "Qingqing, I didn't believe in fate before. I only believe that man will conquer heaven, but everything is not so simple. Fate is so terrible, and so are people."

“……”

Jin Yan's words are vague, I can't understand them, but I'm sure of one thing.

Jin Yan didn't abandon me. He must have met something.

Yes, didn't he forget me when I met him again?

Did Jin Yan forget me at that time?

"When did you lose your memory?"

I seem to have asked another important question. Jin Yan's forehead is beating with green tendons, ferocious as a centipede, very terrible.

However, Jin Yan didn't answer me. He hugged me and put his lips close to my ears. His voice was hoarse and firm as a rock. "Qingqing, we don't talk about the past, just about the present and the future."

Not the past, but the present and the future.

Jin Yan, do you know how I spent this year?