Spoiling His Wife Too Much: Chief Compulsory Love

On her shoulders, there was still the smell of Zhan Yan.

She can only pretend that he is still there.

They were all crying, but none of them hated each other;

They both let go of each other's hands, but in the name of love, they hurt themselves;

Zhan Yan said: "Yi Xiao, I'm afraid, you are not happy."

Yi smiled and said: "Zhan Yan, I love you, for your happiness, I am willing to give up everything, including you."

But Yi Xiao is stupid, she doesn't know that Zhan Yan's happiness is all due to her...

......

Zhan Yan's arm was raised in the air stiffly, maintaining the posture of embracing Yi Xiao just now.

His figure was tall and proud, but his gaze gradually changed from bewildered to empty.

The sound of a car engine came from downstairs, Zhan Yan walked to the window sill, watched the Audi A8 drift away, and he realized that Yi Xiao really left.

He raised his hand to cover his eyes, the tears from the corners of his eyes soaked the wound on his palm, sprinkled the sting of salt, and the blood bubbling out smudged in his eyes, making his pupils bright red and blurred.

Zhan Yan staggered back to the bedroom, looked at the suitcase left by Yi Xiao, when he said that, he just hoped to leave something that belonged to her.

Zhan Yan walked up to the box, stretched out his hand and opened it. There were some clothes inside, which were her favorite clothes. Some of them were chosen by him when he went shopping with her. Other than that, there was not a single luxury bag or accessory. .

He reached out and took out these clothes, hung them one by one back into the closet, and divided them into colors and styles according to Yi Xiao's preferences, as if every movement was looking forward to the fact that maybe one day, she could come back .

After finishing packing the suitcase, Zhan Yan unexpectedly found a notebook at the bottom.

Like a diary, with a lock.

The things Yi Xiao took away were more commemorative, and after living with her for so long, she didn't have the habit of keeping a diary.

Zhan Yan stared at the small and exquisite diary, looked and looked, and finally couldn't help being curious, picked the small lock on the diary, and turned to the first page.

The handwriting on it is a bit crooked and ugly, like ghostly drawn symbols, but Zhan Yan can easily read the content of the words: Zhan Yan's first serious crime-calling my name is ugly, and making it up to me Changed name and surname, Yi Xiao Yi Xiao...you might as well call me auntie.

My aunt's aunt, the little girl, didn't seem to know how to write yet, so she stroked twice in Chinese Pinyin.

Zhan Yan laughed twice, the words written at the age of six were really ugly, but this girl really held a grudge, and vented her dissatisfaction on the notebook when they first met.

Where is the innocent and pitiful look when I first met her?

Zhan Yan continued to flip through the pages. If he guessed correctly, all the crimes recorded in this book are his crimes?

Yes, he took Xia Yi to the school and secretly blocked the boys chasing him in the bathroom and dared not come out.

Yes, because he liked to play games because of Yi Xiao, he ignored her, and in a fit of anger, he logged into her game account and exposed her equipment.

Even the fact that Zhan Yan's first kiss got rid of those gummy girls by Zhan Yan's 'fake show' was included in his crimes.

Zhan Yan looked at them one by one, and the more he looked at his lips, the more he couldn't help curving his lips. When the diary was turned over more than half, his smile froze instantly.