Abstinence President, Please let me go !

It doesn't matter whether the past is right or wrong.

Qin Shuying doesn't want to think about it any more.

Because every memory is a painful node.

"Ji Mohan, do you think it's unfair?"

Qin Shuying sneered and pushed him away, accusing him of being very excited.

"It's a joke that you say that you live well. It's not that you have no clothes to wear and no food to eat, for those who have died. You're lucky, OK? They will never have a chance to open their eyes and see the world... "

Ji Mohan sat up straight and let go of her hand.

A look of desolation flashed across his face.

It doesn't matter what the facts are.

He knew the sadness in her heart. If the wound in her heart did not heal one day, he would not be able to enter her heart one day. No matter how much he tried, it was useless.

"Xiaoying, can't you really forgive me this time?"

He didn't know how much he said when he apologized. But he didn't know how much he had done to keep her.

If she wanted to forgive him in her heart, she would have forgiven him.

This may be an obstacle that he and she can never cross.

Qin Shuying doesn't look at him.

"Well, I'll go downstairs to sleep..."

He put his suit on his shoulder, pointed down, turned around and staggered out of the bedroom.

Qin Shuying standing in the bedroom, listening to his footsteps in the distance, she reached out to grasp the pillow on the bed, and vigorously kneaded and squeezed.

The heart seems to be a big hand to the death of the fold, she can not breathe smoothly.

For a long time, she reached out and grabbed the family photo on the table top, and then put it on her chest, letting tears fall from the corner of her eyes.

It is not so much that she refuses to forgive Ji Mohan, but she does not want to let go of herself.

She has been unable to let go of her parents' death. She feels that she has not fulfilled her duty as a daughter.

She watched the Qin family fall, but could not stop it.

She can't forgive herself.

Perhaps, as long as one day she is still surnamed Qin, she can not forgive Ji Mohan.

For a long time, she reached out to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes and wiped the dust on the photo frame with a paper towel. Then she sat quietly on the bed.

The night outside the window was more intense.

The wind, blowing in through the window, the curtains fluttering gently in the wind.

There was a familiar smell in the air.

She took out the quilts from the wardrobe, made them one by one, and lay on the bed for a while, remembering to hold Jin Yu.

I'm worried that Jinyu has come to a new environment and can't fit in.

Then he opened the bedroom door and came out.

When I went downstairs, I saw a faint light in the living room.

That is the small hand light source on the mobile phone, illuminating a thin figure.

There is a smell of wine in the air

She approached the figure and saw Ji Mohan drinking on the sofa.

His suit was untied and his tie was thrown aside. I don't know how long he drank it. His face was red.

He didn't notice her coming, holding the bottle in his hand and pouring it into his mouth.

"Ji Mohan, what do you mean?"

She reached out and took the beer bottle from Ji Mohan's hand.

Ji Mohan looked up at her, "why, can't I drink here?"

"I don't care if you want to drink, but don't drink here! You showed it to me on purpose, didn't you? "

"Xiaoying, why do you say such ugly things? What do you want me to do so that you can forgive me? "

Ji Mohan murmured bitterly, as if he were talking drunk or pleading with her in a low voice.

"Ji Mohan, you'd better go back! I accompany Jinyu... "

Qin Shuying threw down this sentence and turned around. She went into the bedroom of Liu Ma and picked up Jin Yu in her sleep and went upstairs.