Chen Yan remembers that day very clearly.

The old man with almost white hair walked into the old yard with a black umbrella.

He stood in front of the funeral hall. At first, he didn't say a word. He just looked at the gray photo, and his eyes were filled with complex emotions. He gazed affectionately at the picture of the old man when he was young.

The person on the portrait, who is about a teenager, purses his mouth and smiles slightly. He is gentle and shy. He has a handsome face and some scholarly spirit. It is harmless and exciting.

As if to himself, duqisen murmured: "I have hurt you and I have hurt you. If you get down there, you don't want to see me either

Du Qisen wrote the memorial, but in fact, he wrote another one. He didn't read it to others. He only read it to the statue when he was at night, as if to his beloved lover. It was touching and affectionate, and was heard by Chen Yan who happened to pass by.

After that day, Dawson fell ill.

Chen Yan did not ask and did not want to.

At the bottom of his heart, he hated that man. It was he who could not give the old man a love and made him suffer all his life. However, he was a man of honor and wealth, full of children and grandchildren, enjoying the happiness of his family. Now that people are gone, what's the use of acting like this again?

Their love was beautiful at first, then bitter, and finally, the bitter fruit made the old man suffer for most of his life. Their love, so vulnerable, from the beginning of the vision, to the later fragmentation, as if a family, is a joke, but it will make people sigh.

When a person can be desperate for love, and a person who gives up love for the future, it is doomed to have no result.

Because when he put everything down for you, you can give up him for anything else.

Maybe this is another kind of love, bitter, painful. If he loves more deeply, he will feel more heartache and be hurt more easily.

Later, it was reported on TV that the real estate tycoon was seriously ill and went abroad for treatment. According to his secretary, he was depressed.

But this has nothing to do with Chen Yan.

A few days later, the visiting time of the city's second prison was determined. Chen Yan stepped into the place he didn't want to enter.

The system can let him save Qi family, but it can't let him save mouse.

He can only watch that accompany him to drink wine, scold him silly youth, toward the dark.

Who can really feel the pain in my heart?

"You are thin."

Chen Yan heard himself say this.

He saw that across the thick glass, the mouse's hand holding the phone was a little unsteady and trembling slightly.

"You know all about it." There seemed to be no light in the dark eyes of the mouse.

"If you hadn't told me in the first few days, I still don't know."

The mouse grinned, he covered his eyes, grinned, "or let you know, originally I want to leave alone, save also let you this guy sad."

"Hello, where are your children? Why didn't you see him? "

The mouse knew that Chen Yan and Qi Huaiyang were together. When he heard Chen Yan mention it for the first time, he even sprayed the wine in his mouth on Chen Yan's face. His face was full of disbelief.

"Of course, it's going to school, and the study of senior three is particularly heavy. As for me, I asked for a leave to see you, a fool

Chen Yan laughs and scolds.

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