Newlywed and old love, the president's secret bride

Chapter 434 Untitled "What did you do to me that night, remember?"

When Jiang Lin mentioned it like this, Duan Zijin also recalled many things back then. She leaned in his arms and played with the man's Adam's apple, "Remember, seafood porridge. There is nothing in your refrigerator, only seafood sent by others It's..."

There are crying and laughing, joy and sorrow.

There are many hurdles that she thought she would never be able to overcome in her lifetime, but when she thinks about it ten years later, she feels vague and insignificant.

Now hearing these stories from his point of view, she couldn't help laughing, remembering Jiang Lin's aunt who came to her three years ago and asked her to marry him said that she was like his mother.

It was only then that Duan Zijin realized that he would fall in love with her, and that he was really inseparable from his mother, as if there was such a guidance in the dark.

She picked up the ipad next to the bed again, turned on the screen, looked at the two men with imaginative poses, and sighed with a smile on her forehead, "Why did they bet with Shao Yucheng back then?"

The man put his arms around her, glanced at her lightly, and pursed his lips, "Everyone who bets thinks he will win."

"Really?" Duan Zijin narrowed his eyes and curled his lips. Jiang Lin has loved her for ten years, and just by looking at her, he can tell that it is a standard unhappy look. It’s not easy to chase, and it’s not surprising that they think so. After all, no one will believe anyone who tells them, and two people can still walk together after making it like this.”

"It's not easy to chase?" The man's black eyes sank, he lifted her chin and kissed her, a deep and long kiss, entangled for a long time, and when both of them were a little disturbed in breathing, he asked, "With you Is it not easy to chase now?"

This time he chased her, he almost lost everything, almost, almost lost her.

Duan Zijin was silent for a moment, and rarely took the initiative to hook the man's neck and kissed him, "...I'm sorry."

He would never refuse her who offered to send her up. Without thinking, the three words seemed to overflow from the bottom of his heart, low and pleasant, "I love you."

She said sorry and he said I love you.

After the wedding, Jiang Lin naturally took her on a three-month honeymoon in various European countries.

This is too busy for the three people in the country. Shao Yucheng has just chased his wife back and is very reluctant to spend every day in the company. Shang Boyang is even more so. Lu Qiqi can't wait to take her to the Civil Affairs Bureau just after turning 20. As a result, Jiang Lin became the shopkeeper. He was so busy that he didn't even have time to prepare for the wedding. He had a dark face every day, and no one dared to speak to him.

For the sweet sorrow of the two, Mr. Fu actually despises them.

Because until now, Mi Lan and him are still not far or close.

Later Jiang Lin came back from abroad and said to him: "You have been obsessed with your mother's death for seven years. Her mother has just passed away for three years. Fu Yan, she can't let go."

Fu Yan stared at the cup in his hand, pressed his fingers on the center of his eyebrows, and laughed to himself, "Seven years is not enough."

He finally killed the people who killed his mother with his own hands before giving up.If not, even if it takes another seven years, he may not be able to let go.

But Fu Yan never thought about how much he would lose with that decision.

"You know the taste of hatred, and I can tell you that watching your mother die in front of you is more painful than you can imagine." Jiang Lin said, but the look in his eyes has long since disappeared. This bone-piercing hatred seemed to be calmly persuading and narrating, "If Mi Lan wants to kill the enemy like you did back then, what will you do?"

"What else can I do?" Fu Yan smiled lowly, "Do I have any other choice?"

Falling in love with such a woman, does he have any choice?

"Are you going to give her your life?"

Fu Yan was stunned for a long time, then said word by word: "No, big brother, my feelings for her are not as great as your feelings for Duan You."

"Really." Jiang Lin's eyes flickered slightly.

"I'm a businessman, and the bad roots of businessmen are like this. If you don't see a rabbit, you won't scatter an eagle. If I don't know that there are enough things in front of me to tempt me, I won't make a move. Maybe she will forgive me after I die, but I want her , it is impossible to give her life. Do you know how cruel Mi Lan is? Once I die, she might turn around and marry someone else." Fu Yan lit a cigarette and exhaled irregular smoke. He sneered, "Then I will really die with regret."

Jiang Lin seemed to react flatly to his answer, as he had expected, "In this case, you only have two options left."

Fu Yan put down his hand and looked at his palm.

"First, grab her brother and force her back to your side." Jiang Lin said, "Or let her give you a baby."

"It's useless." Fu Yan shook his head, "Do you think all the women in the world are like Duan You with a knife mouth and a bean curd heart?"

Jiang Lin frowned, "She won't care about her brother's life or death."

Fu Yan leaned on the sofa and smiled lightly, "Do you think I really killed our first child?"

Jiang Lin was taken aback.

"I'll do whatever I can, and I'm ruthless." Fu Yan closed his eyes, with deep tiredness on his brows, "But I'm not as good as her."

Jiang Lin clenched his wine glass tightly, and suddenly felt a lump in his throat. It had been a long time since he married Youyou back, "She..."

"She can even take the life of the child to get revenge on me." Fu Yan opened his eyes, and there was a cold mockery in his phoenix eyes, "What is brother?"

Mi Lan said a long time ago that she is beyond redemption, and she is just waiting for someone to drive her to a dead end.

"I really drove her into a dead end. She dared to die for me." Fu Yan smiled, "This woman is smart and vicious, and she knows exactly where to stab me."

But what to do, he just loves her.

Rao Jiang Lin felt that he had gone through all kinds of hardships, but he was still helpless in the predicament in front of him, "Then you have only the last way left."

"Yes." Fu Yan nodded, "She wants us to betray our relatives and ruin our family."

Thinking of something, Jiang Lin raised his eyelids and sneered, "You made your decision before you came to me today, right?"

Fu Yan didn't answer, and just handed a resignation in front of him, "Chairman, approve it."

Jiang Lin didn't speak for a long time, and finally threw the cup in his hand on his face, his whole chest trembled, "Fu Yan, you are so fucking good!"

Apart from Duan You, Fu Yan is the first in this world who can make Jiang Lin so angry that he can't choose what to say.

It's not like you made a decision before you came to him.

But two years ago, it was his choice to let Lanyue go bankrupt.

When Jiang Lin came home that night, Duan Zijin was packing the things Ah Qing had sent her back from the United States.

Those were the things she had used in the United States during the six years she left, and she didn't pay much attention to the others, except for a diary, which she dug out.

She was walking down the attic with the diary, when she saw a man covered in injuries, she was startled, she hurriedly threw the diary aside, and ran to help him, "What's wrong with you?"

She remembered that he said before going out that he was going out with Fu Yan, and she couldn't help frowning, "You...have a fight?"

She didn't want to ask too much about matters between men, but how could she turn a blind eye to Jiang Lin like this.

Jiang Lin didn't go up to hug her because of the blood stains on his body, but sat down on the sofa with her support, looked at her fixedly, and asked, "Have you seen Mi Lan since you came back?"

Duan Zijin hesitated for a moment, "We just went shopping together this afternoon..."

"She has to do this to forgive Fu Yan, doesn't she?"

"What happened?" Duan Zijin frowned, guessing that it was related to Mi Lan, but he didn't understand the matter between Mi Lan and Fu Yan, why did Jiang Lin fight him.

Jiang Lin took the hangover tea from the servant, and didn't rush to drink it. He just said, "For her sake, Fu Yan, I don't want my family, my company, my career, brother..." He took a sip of tea, sneered, "No more."

Duan Zijin was astonished and couldn't say a word for a long time.She asked about the grievances between Mi Lan and Fu Yan, Mi Lan only said that Fu Yan harmed her mother and her brother, and didn't mention anything else.

But I didn't expect that things would be so difficult.

"Go back to sleep." Jiang Lin rubbed her long hair, a little stiff gentleness appeared in his eyes, "Don't think too much about other people's affairs."

"Still talking about me." Duan Zijin glared at him, "You can think about it yourself, if you think about it, you can fight with him?"

He said indifferently: "I did it with him just out of my heart. The brothers who have been with me for so many years will break up as soon as they say, and don't let him suffer a little bit of flesh and blood. He doesn't know how messed up he is. As for his reconciliation with Mi Lan , is not within the scope of my concern."

"Is he really going to bankrupt himself and become Mi Lan's little face?"

Jiang Lin closed his eyes and said nothing.

Fu Yan would choose to attack him because he liked his deep affection for Yoyo.

Only they had experienced life and death, he knew that Jiang Lin would definitely understand the feeling of being deeply in love and unable to let go.

So anger is anger, anger is anger, chilling is chilling, Jiang Lin will not really stop him after all.

On the contrary, he would swallow this breath by himself, and go to Shao Yucheng and Shang Boyang to be his lobbyist in front of the two gunpowder kegs.

Who said he was not smart?Don't mention it sooner or later, but just mentioned it after Jiang Lin returned from his honeymoon.

old fox.

Too lazy to think about these bad things, Jiang Lin got up and took off his wrinkled and messy coat, picked up the woman and walked towards the bedroom.

Duan Zijin was concerned about his body, didn't know if he was injured in the fight just now, wanted to get down and walk by herself, but was imprisoned in his arms by the man's iron arms, so she had no choice but to be obedient and try to relax herself so as not to make him more troubled.

After Jiang Lin took a bath, seeing that she was still asleep, he was lingering again. When it was getting to the extreme, he quickened his movements and whispered in the woman's ear: "Yuyou, give me another daughter, okay?"

She nodded in a daze, her thoughts had already flown to nowhere.

So the matter of the diary has been shelved by her.

Mr. Jiang was very depressed. He obviously worked harder than others, but Mrs. Jiang's stomach didn't improve for a year.

He didn't know if she was injured when she was born with tremella, and what sequelae were left behind.

But I didn't want to put too much pressure on her, so I never mentioned it.

A year later, when Mi Lan asked Duan Zijin out again, Yu Cheng's sky was still so blue, and the clouds were still curled up in the air like cotton candy.

They sat in the cafe for a long time and chatted for a long time. Mi Lan lowered her eyebrows and looked down, the sharpness of the past three or four years had long since disappeared, replaced by a peaceful tiredness.

Everyone has forgotten the once mythical Mr. Fu in the entertainment industry.

Because Chairman Mi, Dylan's u family, and Yuncheng Bai's company are booming, they have become popular one after another.

The days seem to flow like running water, only those who are in the story will remember those scars.

Duan Zijin asked her: "Mi Lan, do you still hate him?"

Mi Lan replied without thinking: "Hate."

She didn't know if this was the answer from the bottom of her heart, or she was used to it, like a conditioned reflex, or she was suppressing something that was about to sprout in her heart with one word.

Duan Zijin stirred his coffee and said with a soft smile: "You clearly know that the real way to get revenge on him is not to let him go bankrupt, but to find a good man to marry yourself. Then he can suffer for the rest of his life. But Mi Lan, why are you no?"

Why didn't she.

Duan Zijin spoke very slowly, slowly uncovering something, puncturing something, "Are you really unwilling to bring your broken heart to harm another person, or... do you actually want to give yourself, give him a Chance?"

Mi Lan was startled for a long time, then laughed softly, she rubbed her forehead, and said, "Zi Jin, Fu Yan killed my mother."

"You know what the truth looks like."

"No matter what the truth is." Mi Lan interrupted her, closing her eyes in pain, "That scene happened right in front of my eyes. If I reconcile with him and live happily with him for the rest of my life, how can I be worthy of the underground people? I know that Fu Yan is very good, he looks good, his personality is acceptable, and he loves me more than anyone in the world. But if I just turn around and run to him heartlessly, Zijin, I I want to slap myself for my mother and brother."

"You didn't live in this world to suffer for them." Duan Zijin said, "If your mother knows, she will..."

"I can't do it, but if this continues, I will really fall in love with him again." Mi Lan looked at her empty coffee cup, her tone was also empty.

"It is impossible for a person to live more and more backwards. When things happen, they can't be treated as if they didn't happen. As long as I remember these things for a day, I can't convince myself to be with him."

To outsiders, this strong woman who looked extremely tough and cunning had tears in her eyes.Like the way Duan Zijin saw her for the first time a long time ago.

Gentle, harmless, innocent and deceitful.

When Duan Zijin and Duan Zijin got home that day, they heard that Mi Lan had a car accident.

Fu Yan rushed to the hospital like crazy. When the doctor took out the critical illness notice, he was so angry that he almost smashed the doctor's head against the wall.

Jiang Lin and Duan Zijin arrived and saw him staring absent-mindedly at the red light during the operation. He turned his head when he heard the movement, and the all-powerful and cold-hearted Fu Sanye had eyes full of pain.

Through his eyes, Duan Zijin felt the gradually collapsing ruins in his heart, a kind of painful and irreparable despair.

He also looked at her, obviously his whole body seemed to be on the verge of collapse, but he was strangely calm and restrained, "What did Mi Lan tell you?"

Fu Yan's voice was very hoarse, and he looked like he had smoked a lot, "Is she trying to use this method to get revenge on me, or is she trying to use this method to escape from my side?"

"I've made it this far, what else does she want!" Fu Yan growled, a man who was more indifferent than Jiang Lin, with no demeanor, and laughed at himself after the roar, "She's so ruthless, so ruthless... ..."

Duan Zijin clenched his heart, unable to cry, he could only comfort him: "Fu Yan, don't be like this, the car accident was just an accident, she didn't think that way."

Who would die to escape another?Duan Zijin thought, she wouldn't.

But she didn't know if Mi Lan would.

Fu Yan walked up in a few steps, and said harshly: "Duan You, why did something happen to her after going out with you, why!"

Jiang Lin coldly stopped him three meters away from the woman, and punched him on the chest, "You should clear your mind."

Push everything on his woman.

Could it be that his woman really wanted Mi Lan to lie in it?

Duan Zijin blamed herself for not being able to stay with her for a while or send her home...

Her eyes were blurred, she couldn't tell whether she was crying or what, and the next second she fell into someone's arms.

The man's face changed in shock, he called for a nurse, and he didn't forget to kick Fu Yan, "If something happens to her, I'll fuck you up!"

When Duan Zijin woke up again, the nurse beside her who was changing her dressing smiled and congratulated her, "Mrs. Jiang, the baby is two months old. From now on, you should pay attention to your body, don't get any more stimulation, and eat well too." Plan well, hypoglycemia at every turn is not good for children."

child.

Duan Zijin was stunned for two seconds, the man outside the door had already walked in with a calm and introverted aura, no matter how you looked at it, he was trying to suppress his displeasure.

When she was embraced by him, the first question was: "Where's Mi Lan?"

The man didn't answer, Duan Zijin's heart sank suddenly, she pushed him away, looked straight into his eyes for fear that Jiang Lin would lie to her, "How long have I been asleep, where is Mi Lan!"

Jiang Lindao: "People are alive."

people live.

If he didn't answer "nothing", then something went wrong.

Duan Zijin held his strong and strong arm tremblingly, not daring to exert force or let go, and said with difficulty: "What does it mean to be alive?"

Jiang Lin was silent for a while, then picked her up from the bed, "I'll take you to see her, but you can't quarrel with her, and promise me that you won't get too excited and hurt yourself and the child."

How could Duan Zijin care so much, he nodded hurriedly.

It turned out that she had passed out for three days, no wonder he looked unhappy.

When she arrived at the door of Mi Lan's ward, she saw the woman inside lying on the hospital bed. Although her brows and eyes were pale, she was faintly jumping with youthful vigor that shouldn't belong to her age.

She seemed to be curious about everything, and kept asking the handsome and indifferent man beside her, "What is this?"

"This is medicine, you need to take it later."

"what about this?"

"Detector, your body has not fully recovered, and you will wear it for a while."

Mi Lan bit her finger, looked up at him, and asked childishly, "Then who are you?"

Duan Zijin covered his mouth and cried.

Jiang Lin was outside the ward, hugging her, and wiped her tears with one hand, "She injured her brain in a car accident, and her intelligence has deteriorated to the age of three."

Mi Lan...she was crying so much that she couldn't finish it, and suddenly remembered Mi Lan's last words——

It is impossible for people to live more and more backwards. When things happen, they can’t be regarded as not happening. As long as I remember these things for a day, I can’t convince myself to be with him.

She turned her life back to when she was three years old and the most innocent.

She forgot those terrible and sad dreams and realities.

Why?Because of loving Fu Yan, because of hating Fu Yan, because of torture, because of suffering, because of wanting to be with him?

Because there is no way out.

Fu Yan was very patient by her side doing this and that for her, his eyes were not only pampering but also gentle.

But only those who know him best can see the loneliness and pain hidden deep in his eyes.

Like his daughter, Mi Lan has become extremely dependent on him and cannot leave him for a day.

He also acted like a competent father.

Duan Zijin went to visit them a few times, and he could see Fu Yan getting angry at her because of her dangerous and mischievous behavior, but the woman pouted slightly as if she was about to cry, and he had to stiffen to coax her happy.

She was pleased, but also distressed.

A year later, Duan Zijin's daughter was born safely.

The little princess of the Jiang family, Sydney.

Mr. Jiang finally couldn't bear these names and ordered her to give the child a normal name.

Gu Qianqiu, who has read a lot of poetry and books, appeared at the full moon banquet like a goddess, with bright lips and a bright smile, "Then make a promise, a gentleman, a promise, a promise."

She used to be a model among famous ladies, but now she is a model among noble wives.No matter how you say it, she is a woman like a high society textbook.

Duan Zijin was very satisfied with the name, so on the day of Little Sydney's full moon, the five-year-old Tremella finally got her own name——Jiang Yiyan.

That day, Mi Lan didn't come and was taken to the hospital by Fu Yan for a prenatal checkup.

Fu Yan didn't want to do anything to the childlike Mi Lan.

But he is a man, and she is his woman.It's too difficult to keep it by your side every day without wiping the gun.

Mi Lan is pregnant, so marriage is naturally on the agenda.

But her family members were dead and paralyzed, there was no other way, so Duan Zijin had no choice but to be her natal family.

A wedding was so frantic that the bride looked like a three-year-old child who didn't know much about the world. Everyone was worried about how she would be a good mother in the future.

But what Duan Zijin was worried about was, if one day she woke up, remembered what happened back then, and saw that she and Fu Yan were married, would she be unbearable and do something extreme again.

Fu Yan was obviously worried too, but he decided to take a gamble, betting that she wouldn't think of anything before the child was born, and after the child was born...if she ever remembered...

He shouldn't be so cruel as to kill another living baby.

When the groom went to toast, Duan Zijin looked at the mentally retarded bride alone.

Mi Lan was surprisingly quiet today, looking at her face in the makeup mirror, wondering what she was thinking.

Duan Zijin raised her head unintentionally and saw the flash of light in her dark eyes, her thoughts moved slightly, "Mi Lan?"

"Ah."

"You married him. Are you happy?"

"happy."

"Do you know what it means to be married?"

Mi Lan thought for a while, turned her head and pouted, "Fu Yan said, live with him. But we live together every day, is there any difference?"

Duan Zijin's eyes darkened, but a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "You can see clearly."

She stood up and walked outside.

"Zijin... elder sister." Now Mi Lan dare not call her Zijin, and calls everyone brother and sister when she meets, and asked timidly, "Aren't you going to accompany me?"

"Do you need me to accompany you?" Duan Zijin turned around, "Mi Lan, no one has ever called me Duan Zijin in front of you. They all call me Duan You, or Yoyo. How did you know my name?"

Mi Lan froze.

Duan Zijin knew that she had guessed right, and she felt joy, sadness and pain in her heart. She wiped her eyes and asked with a light smile, "You've already remembered it, haven't you?"

The light in Mi Lan's eyes changed for a long time. She closed her eyes and laughed out loud. Before the tears fell, she asked the woman who turned back to hug her, "Do you know how worried I am about you? Do you know Know?"

Tears flowed from Mi Lan's dark eyes, she said quietly, "I know."

But Zijin.

You should also know why I did this.

Because love him.love him so much.

"Silly girl." Duan Zijin hugged her and cried for a while, "Are you going to let him be worried like this for the rest of his life?"

"Just tell him... I will never remember it for the rest of my life." Mi Lan smiled slightly.

Like a child, grow up slowly, live a new life, love him and accompany him, and never separate.

Duan Zijin once thought that her love with Jiang Lin was the ultimate in the world.

But it turns out that love has thousands of shapes, like all living beings, how much shallower is Fu Yan to Mi Lan, and Mi Lan to Fu Yan than she and Jiang Lin?

"Have you decided on a name for the child?" Duan Zijin asked.

Mi Lan touched her slightly curved stomach, "Think about it, it's called Jing Sheng."

The present world is stable, and the years are quiet. She wants his life, and wants to live a peaceful life.

Tremella, who came to look for her mother, was standing outside the door just when she heard this sentence, and asked, "Jingsheng, is this the baby in Aunt Lan's belly?"

Duan Zijin wiped away tears, nodded, and rubbed his son's head, "Yeah, I don't know if it's a boy or a girl, do you like boys or girls?"

Tremella thought about it seriously for a long time, "Girl, she must be a very cute girl."

……

That night, Duan Zijin went home to accompany Sydney first, while Jiang Lin, Shang Boyang and Shao Yucheng stayed at Fu Yan's house for a while.

When Mr. Jiang got home, Mrs. Jiang was already asleep.

He walked into the bedroom lightly, stepped on the soft blanket she liked, and fixed his eyes on the drawer of the bedside table.

He never opened the drawer on her side and had no idea what was in it.

Perhaps out of curiosity, Mr. Jiang walked over there and opened the drawer with minimal movement.

Inside was a notebook with a sense of age.

He flipped through the pages one by one, it was the diary she had kept since she was a child.

When she was a child, there were words that she couldn't write, so she marked them out with cute pinyin, and occasionally there were illustrations drawn with pencils and stickers that were very popular at that time.

He read slowly, without feeling sleepy, as if in this way he had participated in her whole life.

The vivid description inside made him seem to be able to see her once through the diary.

Finally, the time came to the Christmas Eve when she knew that he had a fiancée and that he was seriously ill, so in order to save him, she decided to go away.

The man's hand paused, as if he didn't dare to turn it down.

But he still trembled and opened it.

The picture was like a movie, frame by frame appeared in front of his eyes.

……

On that day, the stars twinkled and the fireworks were bright.

Mi Lan and Fu Yan lay hugging on the marriage bed, Mi Lan continued to make trouble as usual, Fu Yan threatened viciously, "Don't blame me for being rude if you mess around again."

Shao Yucheng and Gu Qianqiu were also unhappy because of which man at the wedding banquet gave her an extra look, and which woman offered him a glass of wine.

Under Lu Qiqi's urging, Shang Boyang called home.They'd be crazy if they didn't have a wedding.

God knows that he wants to marry Princess Seven home more than anyone else.But there was always something, and there was a delay.

It was late at night over there, and it was evening in Europe. Jiang Shan was dealing with official documents that could never be finished reviewing in the Holy See. The man beside her patiently rubbed her shoulders.

Lan Xin and Jiang Fengshi met in the courtyard, not as awkward as before, but like old friends who have known each other for a long time.

Lan Xin hesitated for a moment, then said: "Now the situation has stabilized... I want to pack up and go back to Yucheng to accompany the old lady."

Jiang Fengshi didn't stop him and asked, "Are you coming back?"

She had already thought that he would not stop her, but she was still a little disappointed, and smiled dignifiedly, "Is there any difference if you come back or not?"

"Yes." The man replied calmly, "If I don't come back, I'll pack my things and go with you."

Lan Xin suddenly raised her head and bumped into his deep eyes, her heart, which had been silent for many years, seemed to revive and jumped violently.

Only Jiang Lin was sitting in his bedroom, holding an old diary.

The light is very dim, and only faint, sparse, tick-tock sounds can be heard.

The man didn't come back, Duan Zijin couldn't sleep well, he woke up at some point, rubbed his head, and saw him sitting on the carpet not far from her in the dark, holding the...

Duan Zijin suddenly woke up, "What are you doing?"

Seeing that she was awake, the man closed the diary, and said in a hoarse voice, "I woke you up."

Duan Zijin snatched the diary from him, touched it, but it was wet.

Shocked, she turned on the light, looked carefully at the man's eye sockets, and could recognize the red marks at the corners of his eyes without too much effort.

Who said that the most touching love in this world is when a man who can only shed blood sheds blood for you, and a man who can only bleed sheds tears for you.

She could almost guess, "You...see?"

"I'm sorry, Yoyo." The man hugged her into his arms very tightly, "I'm sorry for making you suffer so much..."

Duan Zijin buried his head in his arms, the heart-piercing past was nothing more than that when he thought about it.

When she mentioned it again, she didn't even have the urge to cry, so she gently stroked the man's slightly stiff hair, "You asked me when you proposed, if the things in my dreams would happen in the future, would I still want to marry him?" Don't be with you. Jiang Lin, I still answer the same now, I have never regretted falling in love with you, all the difficulties and tribulations are just to make us love each other more, Duan You is so happy."

How cruel God is, and how caring he is.

Jiang Lin's throat tightened and he couldn't say anything.

Duan Zijin pushed him with a smile, "Okay, I'll wake up Sydney in a while, you go and put her to sleep."

I want my daughter so much, but I don't care so much when my daughter comes.Are all men getting naive like this?

Jiang Lin kissed her deeply, and stopped presumptuously, "Sleep, Yoyo, I love you, have a good dream."

Duan You fell asleep peacefully, but Jiang Lin lay beside her, sleepless all night.

In his mind is still the picture pieced together from the words he saw in the diary.

The first day after leaving Jianglin, in Yucheng.

Duan You packed the luggage by himself, and after 10 minutes of picking and picking, he stopped.

She fell down on the floor, looking at everything messy in the room, tears welled up involuntarily.

She thought, these are not important, what needs to be cleaned up most is actually her heart.

On the second day after leaving Jianglin, I was at Yucheng Airport.

The flight to New York is about to take off.

A female passenger in the first class came up with her hat pressed down when the airport staff shouted for the sixth time.

The passenger next to her showed dissatisfaction with her.The words were a little heavy, and she blamed her for wasting time.

She covered her mouth and burst into tears after a few words.

On the 4th day after leaving Jianglin, Los Angeles.

Dylan's first performance ended successfully and became an instant hit.

He sang that tear-jerking song.

say.what.you.will.

but.i.know.that.you.want.to.stay.

Say what you want.

But I know you long to stay.

When Dylan handed the golden microphone to Duan You, her eyes were swollen.

On the 10th day after leaving Jianglin, Los Angeles.

Duan You wrote in the notebook, you stay with her well, I am home everywhere.

As I wrote, the strokes became heavier, and the last stroke tore through the page of the diary.

On the 59th day after leaving Jianglin, Los Angeles.

Ah Qing advised her to eat something, "Think about it, if you don't eat, you won't eat in the future."

Duan You looked at him blankly and nodded.

"Do you know what it means to think clearly?" Ah Qing solemnly put a glass of milk on the table, "If you think it through, you will regret it later, so you can only smoke yourself in a place where no one is around, and you can't complain anymore someone else."

Duan You bit her lip tightly.

Regret...and you can't blame others.

She paused, then suddenly raised her hand and slapped herself.

On the 63th day after leaving Jianglin, Los Angeles.

The operation was successful and he remains in intensive care.

On the 150th day after leaving Jianglin, Los Angeles.

The end of the world is so close, the end of the world is so close.

A flight of ten hours.

Probably because he couldn't get out of bed yet.

The 300th day after leaving Jianglin, California.

It was pouring rain, and the funeral was in black.Both her parents died.

Duan You didn't remember anything, and didn't want to say anything.

Ah Qing always told her to take a rest.

Where are you going to rest?

Mom and Dad, it's dark inside, and it's uncomfortable to lie down.

But it was much easier than those standing outside.

On the 379th day after leaving Jianglin, Greater Boston.

Newly admitted Chinese students took her to a Spanish-style tapas bar.The owner was hospitable and gave some side dishes to the beauties.

"Zijin, where are you going?" someone asked.

"What's going on?" The other students looked at the seafood porridge on the table and shook their heads, "Reckless."

On the 460th day after leaving Jianglin, Greater Boston.

Duan Zijin, as the most outstanding student in the first year of research, won a full scholarship.Her dissertation topics have been widely appreciated.A professor came to her and said, do you know, Jin, the best scientist in China has done similar research, but he only completed half of it.

Duan Zijin looked at the certificate in his hand, expressionless.

On the 1044th day after leaving Jianglin, Greater Boston.

She didn't want to wait any longer.

Waiting is not terrible, what is terrible is endless waiting.

What is a long love, which is better than the sky?

On the 1546th day after leaving Jianglin, New York.

The winners of the Southeast Asian Film Festival have been selected.

Yao Beier won the crown.

In the auditorium of the awards ceremony, she saw a tall and deep man looking at the podium with a smile.

Duan You glanced at it lightly, then turned off the TV with the remote control.

Drunk.

On the 1728th day after leaving Jianglin, Los Angeles.

"Sister, do you remember him?"

"I forgot."

"...I haven't said who it is yet."

On the 1846th day after leaving Jianglin, Los Angeles.

Grandpa is seriously ill.

She sits in the garden like a statue.

The next morning, I only moved my fingers, and when I got up, the rain that had accumulated overnight fell to the ground along the cuffs and trousers.

On the 1847th day after leaving Jianglin, Los Angeles.

She booked a flight back home.

Before leaving, Ah Qing looked at her box.

"What are you doing with these skirts and clothes back? You don't wear them."

It's been a long, long time since she dresses up like a normal girl.

……

On the 2057th day after leaving Jianglin, in City G.

He came out of the hallway, out of the photo on the front page of the newspaper, out of her dead heart.

I only knew that it took six years for my heart to die, but I didn't expect that it only takes one glance to come back to life.

It's a pity he doesn't remember her anymore.

God was too cruel to her.

too cruel.

On the 2057th day after leaving Jianglin, at the bar in G City.

All encounters are long-planned reunions.

A tall and handsome man appears here.

God made another joke on her.

He grabbed her wrist and asked, Duan Zijin, did we know each other before?

Fortunately, I can see you in my lifetime.

I am not married, you are not old.

At that moment, Duan Zijin burst into tears——

It's me, Jiang Lin, I'm back.

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