Chapter 92

"Huanhuan, we are all women. I might as well tell you that between me and your brother, I always use more affection and give the most." There seems to be a place in Zhang Sijing's heart that cannot be touched, no matter No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get in touch. Zhan Yuanqing said dejectedly: "But sometimes I get tired. I am 27, and all my friends around me are married and have children. Although I look very beautiful on the surface, others are envious , but no one knows the real pain in my heart, I am not as young as you, and I don’t have so much youth.”

The resentment she mentioned, Xie Huan actually lost his confidence.

"Huanhuan, what do you think I should do?"After a while, seeing her silent, Zhan Yuanqing swallowed again, "Help me, show me the way, should I give up?"
She said it was okay without pitying, but felt disgusted when she said Xie Huan.

Zhan Yuanqing made good friends with her because she was Zhang Sijing's younger sister, so that he could like her and speak for her in the future, and stand by her side.

She made an excuse to complain to herself, and after talking for a long time, eight or nine times out of ten, she also wanted to tell Zhang Sijing through her own mouth.

She almost forgot, she snatched Zhang Sijing back then, so how can she have no tricks?

"Well... Sister Yuan Qing, or else I'll talk to my elder brother."

"No, I'm really tired, I don't want to force it anymore, if he really loves me, he will take the initiative to come to me," Zhan Yuanqing sighed.

"No matter what, our whole family likes you very much. I'm driving, Sister Yuan Qing, I'll call you in the afternoon, okay?" Xie Huan didn't want to talk to her any more, and found an excuse to hang up the phone.

This Zhan Yuanqing is really good at pretending. If she were a normal person, she would definitely be moved, but she just didn't know that she had dated Zhang Sijing.

But as a woman, she could really understand Zhan Yuanqing's worries.

Although her family is good, even if she breaks up with Zhang Sijing, she may be able to marry a well-matched man, but that man may not really like her. This is the reality. If there is no benefit, no man would be willing to find a leftover woman wife.

She struggled and rubbed her eyebrows, it would be miserable if Zhan Yuanqing broke up with Zhang Sijing.

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"Wow, aren't you?" In the evening, at the hotpot restaurant, Tang Xi took a sip of beer and put down the bottle, "Just like that, I plan to let that bitch Zhan Yuanqing go."

"No." Xie Huan absently poured the fish balls into the hot pot, "I was just thinking... am I doing it right?"
"What you did was wrong, but what you were dealing with was Zhan Yuanqing, that stinky [-], who was just treating her in the same way as she was. She was old and wasted her youth. Who is to blame? The one who robbed your boyfriend back then Have you ever thought about it, this is all retribution", Tang Qi was still the same, as if he thought of something and said something.

"But...Even if I snatch brother Jing back, he will always take Zhan Yuanqing's place in his heart. For eight years, he and Zhan Yuanqing have shared weal and woe. Can I replace him, or can I go back to the past with him?" Xie Huan With a wry smile at a loss, "I've thought about it a lot, but the only thing I can't figure out is that the love I want is not perfect anymore."

"I understand," Tang Xi scooped up the cooked vegetables and meat and put them into her bowl, "You have believed in everlasting love since you were a child, and thought that being together is a lifetime, especially after you dated Zhang Sijing. , then the person who loves you betrayed your love first, but you have to think maturely, this is like this in real life, do you think there is still love like a fairy tale, I tell you, or find someone you love Men, or go find a man who loves you, it’s up to you to decide.”

Xie Huan sank into the wooden chair, if she could make a decision, why bother to sit here and struggle.

She tried to love other men but couldn't fall in love, and she also tried to forget Zhang Sijing, but every time she saw him, she always fell in love unconsciously.

And if she really had a resurgence with Zhang Sijing, and she slept with Zhang Shengguang again, can it be as if nothing happened.

Does she stop or continue...?
In the evening, I made two bottles of beer with Tang Qi, and drove back to Zhang's house by accident. The light in the living room was on, the TV was off, and the slippers of Zhang Weiquan and his wife were put aside at the entrance. It seemed that he hadn't come back, only Zhang Sijing A pair of leather shoes are conspicuously placed there.

She stayed for a while and walked to the second floor. There was the sound of splashing water from the bathroom. Zhang Sijing's room was open. When she passed by, the door was open.

She paused for a moment, and walked in with difficulty. It was very quiet inside.

This was the first time she stepped into his room after eight years. It was clean and tidy, just like his people. I remember that when I first came to Zhang's house, I used to ask him to teach me to do my homework and play chess in his room.

She walked to his desk, and there was a book spread out on it, with a yellowed photo sandwiched between one page.

She picked it up and saw that the photo was of him and her when they were young. The background was in a box. The two of them were head to head, in front of a cake. They knew each other, smiling sweetly and shyly.

There was a mist of pain in her eyes, and footsteps came from the door suddenly, she looked over, Zhang Sijing came in wiping her hair, was slightly stunned when she saw her, then her face changed slightly, and she rushed up to snatch her hand Put the photos in the book back into the book and close it, "Why didn't I hear that you will be back tonight"?
"You said you don't remember our past, but that photo...is the birthday you rushed back from Tai City to surprise me with me on my 15th birthday." Xie Huan pointed at the book in his hand while breathing painfully. "I told you that night was the happiest day of my life, because no one cherishes me like you do."

"I keep this photo as a memory. After all, it's my first love, not because I still remember you." Zhang Sijing turned around coldly, pursed her lips and raised her hand to put the book back on the desk.

Xie Huan suddenly rushed over frantically and snatched the book in his hand, took out the photo and tore it off vigorously.

"what are you doing"?Zhang Sijing's face changed drastically and he went to grab it, Xie Huan tore it into pieces and threw it at his face, "Zhang Sijing, you coward, if you didn't remember me, why did this photo just spread out on your desk tonight?" , don’t tell me it’s just a coincidence, I don’t believe it, sometimes I really want to ask you, if I gave myself to you in the hotel when I was 15 years old, would you still be with me forever.”

Yellowed fragments flew down from the top of his head, like fragments of memory. He squeezed the wet towel tightly in his hand, and grabbed her arm with a gloomy expression, "Xie Huan, try talking nonsense again."

He warned her, for the first time, in a dignified tone.

"You have this kind of personality. Didn't you decide to take responsibility because you were drunk and had something that shouldn't have happened with Zhan Yuanqing? Didn't you just enter her body, break her membrane, and make her bleed?" Blood, what about me, I gave you my heart and my hundreds and thousands of kisses over the years, have you ever thought about taking responsibility for me seriously for the rest of your life?" Xie Huan tweeted hysterically with him.

His expression was paler than hers, but he pushed him back step by step.

"If you are happy now, I have nothing to say, but are you and Zhan Yuanqing happy now? If you are completely in love with her, why do you still miss your first love? After I come back from London, do you have any questions?" How many times have you sneaked your eyes on me, love should have been fought for, and should not be given up for the so-called responsibility, maybe Zhan Yuanqing was stalking you because he saw your heart... ".

"Shut up," Zhang Sijing raised his palm.

The crisp "slap" slap landed on Xie Huan's honey-colored face, and the "buzzing" deafened her ears, and the corners of her mouth throbbed.

The heart seemed to be broken with a "snap".

He hit her, and Zhang Sijing, who had always loved her the most and cared about him the most, actually hit her.

Zhang Sijing was also stunned, and the arm that hit her was numb. Finally, he lifted it up mechanically, trying to touch her face, but he couldn't lift it up to her eyes. His lips moved feebly, and finally said cruelly: "In the future You are not allowed to talk about your future sister-in-law like that again, I have decided to propose to her, and soon I will choose a house outside for decoration, and then she and I will move outside."

Xie Huan suddenly didn't even feel the pain from the wound on his face, he raised his hand to caress his face for a long time, and looked directly at him with gray eyes, "I've said what I have to say, I have to work hard, Zhang Sijing, you can really rest assured this time, I won't pester you anymore, if you break your promise, you will be struck by thunder."

After she finished speaking, she bowed her head and walked past him, and walked out of her room quickly.

Zhang Sijing froze for a while, then chased her out, and saw her thin body step by step out of the gate of Zhang's house, staggering, but standing extremely steadily with each step.

Just now he saw something dead from the bottom of her eyes, and he felt that she would really give up this time.

But why at this moment he can't wait to cut off his hand that beat her, whether she hurts or not, and whether she needs to apply medicine.

(End of this chapter)

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