Deliberately attack

Chapter 415 Reconciliation with the past

At the beginning of Tang Yili's sudden emotional narration, Xun Lang noticed something strange.

In the eyes of others, it was Tang Yili's painful memory of the violence against Townsend, but Xun Lang knew very well that Tang Sen was only Tang Yili's prey, how could the prey bring psychological shadow to the hunter.

It was another person who really happened, humiliated, and made her pregnant with Xun Shao'ang that could cause Tang Yili such harm.

It was her beloved husband at the time who dragged her, bound her, and forced her way in.

That night was also the past that Xun Lang always wanted to forget and ignore, but by accident, they actually sat in court and told the public about this ugly marriage.

Xun Lang's face sank like water.

He knew very well in his heart that at this moment, he should be sitting in the defendant's seat for trial.

The trial above was still going on, Tang Yili's Q&A session was temporarily over, she exited from the witness passage, Xun Lang listened for a few more minutes, still couldn't bear it, and followed him out through the side door.

He walked a few steps quickly, caught up with Tang Yili in front, and grabbed her wrist regardless of the people around him.

The courage he still had a few days ago suddenly became timid today.

Xun Lang's hand just touched Tang Yili, when she turned around, he suddenly let go.

"I think we should talk." There was some painful sincerity in his eyes.

Tang Yili's emotions were not too high, his eyes were flushed, as if he had experienced something just now, and his whole body felt exhausted after exhaustion.But she followed Xun Lang to avoid people and entered the door behind the safe passage sign.

The ceiling is a circular arch made of concrete, and the voices of the people gather and amplify as soon as they speak. This place may be a building like an air-raid shelter. It is cold and humid, and the environment is too harsh, but it is a good place where no one is disturbed.

Xun Lang's voice was low, with an indescribable calm, "Ali, in court, I know you're talking about...it's me."

Xun Lang's voice was always low, but in the air-raid shelter in Longyin, his apology seemed to pass through the fleeting years, and it took many days and nights to reach her today.

"Ali, I have never apologized for what happened back then, but that doesn't mean I'm not sorry."

"I'm sorry for hurting you so much that I can still see the pain in your eyes after two years."

Although his pain may not be inferior to hers, the instigator has no right to complain.

He deserved it, and he knew it.

"Sorry about that," he said.

Tang Yili looked at the mottled corner in the air-raid shelter, there was a piece of peeling wall, like a wound that was recovering after the wound had healed.

After a long while, she finally spoke, her voice was ethereal.

"Xun Lang, you are really sorry for me on this point."

Xun Lang resisted the urge to embrace him, and stood at an arm's length away, "I know."

Tang Yili: "After you forced me, I was afraid to spend the night for a while, everything seemed normal during the day, but at night, it seemed that they would all turn into monsters and ghosts, and I was very afraid that you would break in suddenly. "

"Physical humiliation is only part of it. What I am most afraid of is that you will tear apart the truth about our marriage."

Xun Lang looked at her silently, with pain in his expression.

It was the bitterness and humbleness that Tang Yili had kept in her heart for many years. It was only after she came to Paris that she really examined those subtle emotions from the perspective of a bystander.

"Xun Lang, you are the person I pursued from beginning to end, including marriage, and you married me because of some unavoidable reasons. This kind of initiative from beginning to end makes me doubt myself from time to time. I."

"Later, we were suspicious and quarreled with each other, and gradually proved that this marriage was not suitable. You like to control everything, and I love the freedom of sex. Our souls are not in the same frequency."

"Ali..."

Xun Lang wanted to explain, and Tang Yili signaled Xun Lang to let him finish.

"Of course, I'm not saying that you don't love me, but I will think, is your love for me who is obedient, or for a real person like Tang Yili? If you change anyone who is similar to me, A girl who is active enough and obedient enough, will you accept her and pamper her in the same way?"

"Whether she has talent or dreams doesn't matter to you."

Tang Yili smiled, somewhat frustrated, "Just like the cats you like, you just need to give them. You don't need cats to talk to you, let alone give you anything in return."

Xun Lang was shocked in vain, he didn't know if it was because he heard Tang Yili's suppressed voice for many years, or because of his own throbbing pain.

He hadn't logged in to the cat raising game for a long time.

Ever since Tang Yili left, he was very afraid to see that cat. In the past, he really regarded it as a substitute for Tang Yili, buying it expensive food, a luxuriously furnished room, and seasonally limited clothes. He bought them all, and he loved it like he loved Tang Yili, thinking that Tang Yili, like it, would always be happy and content.

But the fact is that Tang Yili's every resistance made him feel irritable and incomprehensible - he had already given in without principle, why, her wife was still unhappy.

He didn't know until today that his love looks more like a one-way love that never returns.

"Ali," after sighing softly, Xun Lang expressed a sense of defeat after being confused, "I finally know that I used the wrong way to love you... Now it seems that I don't know how to make it up except for being sorry. Your wounds, but I still want to say that our marriage may not be suitable, but it is definitely not what you think, if you are someone else, it is more suitable for me than you."

"If time goes back to six years ago, I will still fall in love with you, and if I go back to four years ago, I'm still willing to retire and marry you."

Doing it all over again, he is still willing to have the same entanglement with Tang Yili again at every time point. Those sweetness with pain are the tenderness that he can't get again in this life.

"Of course, if the time goes back to two years ago," Xun Lang paused slightly, and carefully glanced at the silent Tang Yili, "I am also very glad to have a child with you, although it is against your wishes, but It is my last chance to keep you in a moment of despair."

"Ali, I know it's selfish to say that, but I—"

Tang Yili shook her head gently, and took what he wanted to say.

"Although the results should not be used to infer the rationality of the process, I want to say that the existence of Shao Ang has largely eased my aversion to that matter."

"My son is very cute. I am willing to give up something in exchange for the opportunity to become a mother and son with him. Therefore, Xun Lang, I am willing to turn the story that night."

Xun Lang knows that Tang Yili still has a long way to go. The past that coexists with pain and sweetness is her burden. In order to move forward, she chooses to let go of the unpleasant memories.

That was not forgiveness, but for the sake of the distance, she chose to reconcile with the past.

(End of this chapter)