So desolate: often pitted by a black-bellied husband

"Okay, I'm here with you."

"You go to eat, take Yangyang back to the hospital as early as possible after dinner, if one day you come to see Aunt Qiong, and Aunt Qiong hasn't left, I will continue... and then finish telling you the story..."

Aunt Qiong looked really tired, and she couldn't finish a sentence. Lu Anyi slowly put her down and smiled with tears in her eyes, "Next time, I will definitely come and continue to listen to Aunt Qiong's sharing of your first love. For the sake of fairness, I will I will also share with you my journey of chasing Yifeng."

Lu Anyi sat on the edge of Aunt Qiong's bed, watched Aunt Qiong slowly close her eyes and fell asleep before leaving. Holding the cold fish soup, she walked towards the stairs absent-mindedly.

Thinking back to the story about herself that Aunt Qiong told her, I feel sorry for Aunt Qiong, but I have to sigh that women are so stupid, women who believe in love and wait for love to come back are so stupid and pitiful. [

Time goes by day by day, year by year, and her appearance is getting old day by day. Aunt Qiong, a woman once loved a man in her most beautiful years, waiting for one spring, summer, autumn and winter after another.

When she reached the stairs, she tidied up her mood and went downstairs slowly. Pei Yifeng and the others had already eaten, and the two children were sitting on the sofa studying the little rabbits in the rabbit cage.

Seeing the two children arguing about their hobbies, breeds and favorite things about rabbits, Lu Anyi felt that a family still needs to have two children, as one child is too lonely.

Sighing deeply in my heart, I looked up and looked upstairs again, how lonely Aunt Qiong had been all her life, looking at the small snowflakes floating outside the window, there were a few white plum trees in the yard, and the plum blossoms could not be seen in full bloom .

The white snow piled up on it was blown evenly by the wind, thinking of Aunt Qiong's words, she would always stand at the door and look forward to that person's return every time it snowed like this.

She seemed to be able to imagine their scene at that time, Aunt Joan's expectant eyes, she walked to the window and looked outside, the old iron door was closed, but not locked.

The iron door back then was certainly not as rusted as it is now, Aunt Qiong must have been looking at it like this, looking forward to it, looking forward to the end of each year.

In fact, the days I have been looking forward to are also very good and happy, just like farmers who have been busy for four seasons, looking forward to the harvest of autumn harvest.

But gradually she didn't even have to look forward, standing here thinking that he was no longer hers, that figure no longer hurriedly opened the iron gate and rushed into the yard for her, and would never hear him again. Call her name to tell her he's back.

She even worked tirelessly to help him bring up the child he had with someone else, while she and his child were still left in a distant place. It was a bit silly for a woman to love so much.

She asked herself, if it was her, would she be like Aunt Joan?However, she could only shake her head when she answered to her heart. Perhaps at that time, Aunt Qiong was inexperienced and never thought that that person had been cheating on her.

Maybe that person really loved her all the time, and he had some unavoidable difficulties, but in Lu Anyi's heart, love is more important than anything else, whether it's a good future or a good career...

Both she and Aunt Qiong belonged to the pure category. She was born with a golden spoon in her mouth and grew up without knowing the dangers of society. Fortunately, she met Pei Yifeng before she stepped into society.

Thinking of Pei Yifeng, she felt much happier than Aunt Qiong,