Fast-wearing female supporting roles: the villain is pretending to be pitiful again

Chapter 1043 Ex-husband, no appointment (94)

Snatching the cigarette from Yun Miao's hand, he turned his head in embarrassment, took a deep puff, and tried his best to restrain the memories that occupied his childhood nightmare all the year round, preventing them from crawling out of the abyss again.

Yun Miao stretched out her hand, grabbed his slightly clenched fist, and wrapped her arms around his thin waist.

At this moment, she deeply realized that this man's childhood was really hard.

He was a proud man by nature, but he was trampled on at will, and the shame and pain were borne, almost occupying and running through his entire childhood.

And the betrayal of his father and relatives gave him another blow.

No one can understand his mood, and no one can help him resolve those painful memories, because the only relative he cares about has already left him.

Over the years, he has performed very well and glamorously, but probably his heart has long been empty and desolate.

Ji Moyan didn't turn his head, but suddenly let go of his fist and clenched her hand tightly.

"But, she still couldn't escape the arrangement of fate. She was..."

The scene at that time flashed through his mind, Ji Moyan's black eyes were full of hatred, and his voice trembled, "I was killed by someone, and I was thrown into the ditch in embarrassment."

"I saw her at the time, as if the sky was about to collapse, and all my beliefs collapsed in an instant."

"I hate it very much, hate the injustice of this world, hate my so-called relatives far away, hate why no one can help this weak and weak woman, but hurt her like this."

Yun Miao instantly understood everything.

Damn...it should have been killed after being insulted.

At that time, he was only nine years old.

Hugged him hard, patted his back lightly, "It's all over, that's all over."

Ji Moyan threw away the cigarette, hugged her back forcefully, buried his face in her neck, his voice was nasal,

"Later, taking advantage of the rainy day, I dug a whole day and night with my hands, dug a hole in the back mountain, wrapped her in a straw mat and buried her, and placed a stone, which is regarded as a stele."

"Oh, but a year later, my relatives came here."

"But what's the use of finding it at this time?"

She is already dead, that weak yet strong, beautiful and kind woman died in that stinky ditch in such a humiliating way after going through such hardships.

"However, fortunately, I can finally take her out of that suffocating and hopeless place."

"At that time, I was so naive. I thought that even if she died, her bones would eventually return to her hometown, to the man she loved..."

"However, after returning home, I realized that I was really too naive, and she was too stupid. There is no place for her as a stupid woman in this family."

Ji Moyan sneered and mocked.

"The family she misses so much, the man she misses countless times, has already become the husband of another woman and is pregnant with a child. Not only is she redundant, but I am also redundant."

Ji Moyan seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly chuckled, with a hint of sarcasm and a hint of distress.

"Did you know? This silly woman, in the early days of that turbulent period, she could actually divorce the man she was thinking of."

"In this way, she doesn't have to be sent down. With her beauty, she can even find a man with very good conditions immediately. However, for the so-called love and for me, she insisted on breaking ties with her natal family and hugged me alone. On the unknown road, and finally died in the desperate wind and sand in the northwest."

(End of this chapter)