happiness in bloom

Chapter 57
"Mengyan, what's wrong with you, what are you thinking?" Jingyi saw Mengyan's distraught look, she walked to Mengyan's side with the things in her hands and talked.

After Mengyan heard Jingyi's voice, she came to Jingyi with a faint smile and said: "No, I just feel a little tired, hehe..." After speaking, she smiled faintly at Jingyi.

Although Jingyi always felt that Meng Yan was weird, since Meng Yan said she was fine, it should be fine. Their relationship is so good, it is impossible to hide something from her.

After a few days, Mengyan also slowly returned to normal, and gradually became intimate with Jingyi.After these few days, Mengyan avoided Tianhang everywhere, and the guilt in her heart was much less, because she had completely given up on Tianhang, as long as she kept Tianhang in her heart.

She has her own relationship, and she thinks that choosing to give up Tianhang is the best ending, and it is the ending that everyone hopes for.

Although Mengyan's life is different now, she gradually feels that she has become so lonely again, so lonely...

She misses her mother, and her father. Although her mother is separated from her, her father is still there. She really wants to see her father or wants her father to come back to see her, but she is afraid in her heart, afraid that her father will see her. She would be upset and remind him of her mother.I am very conflicted and conflicted...

Meng Yan really likes sitting alone on the balcony in the silent night, leaning on the railing and looking up at the stars in the sky, letting the gentle moonlight shine on her body, being enveloped by the gentle moonlight, she feels very comfortable.

Meng Yan firmly believed in the ancient saying that after death, one would go to the sky, she always felt that her mother was watching her from the sky.

Moreover, she firmly believes that her mother will definitely become a very bright star after death. In her heart, her mother has always lived in his heart, looking at her in the sky...

The night is as cold as water, and the night is very quiet. Night is the season of missing.No matter who, how to take care of, there is always missing in the blooming season, and the fragrance of thick and faint thoughts floats there with the missing.

(End of this chapter)