Dirty Games

"Junran is my fiance. When he comes back from Europe, shouldn't I take care of him?" She mumbled.

Lu Haoyang suddenly raised a fist and smashed it violently on the wall, "I have never failed, but I have been defeated by such a fool as you. You treat others as fiance and let my children call other people's fathers, regardless of my feelings. What do you think of me

A little sad and bewildered color flitted across her face, "since I left Longcheng four years ago, I have never thought that there will be a day when I can get back together with you. I thought I would never go back to Longcheng and see you again. I didn't expect that fate played a big joke on me. From the moment the children were born, junran was by his side. He was equivalent to the adoptive father of the children. It was normal for the children to love him and rely on him. I can't control their feelings. "

This is like a dagger stabbed into Lu Haoyang's heart, which has not yet healed. If it was not for the divorce, you would have married Qin junran in the United States

"I don't know." She shrugged, frankly.

Not knowing is not sure.

In Lu Haoyang's view, this kind of uncertainty is the affirmative answer.

"In your heart, I can't compare with Qin junran, can I?" The intense pain overflowed from his eyes and gradually spread over his face.

She did not speak, he was the one she loved, and Qin junran was her best friend. In her heart, they were all very important, and she could not compare them.

"It's not the problem. There are always women around you. In those days when I married you, I was persecuted by Du Ruoling and died. And now, I've lost my life because of your old lover. What do you want me to do? "

Lu Haoyang's mouth convulsed violently,

these words, he was unable to refute.

The reason why she was infected with super bacteria was his fault. If he didn't have the benevolence of a single thought and completely cut off the relationship with Ma Xueting, she would never have the opportunity to get close to Kangkang and not implicate her.

"You're right. I deserve it. It's my fault. It's all my fault." He once again hit the wall, and he did not stop, one punch after another hit, very hard, as if to punish himself.

His fingers became flesh and blood, blood stained the white wall.

"Enough!" She screamed, hugged his hand and stopped him from abusing himself. "Maybe I owe you a debt in my previous life, so I'll pay you back in this life. I'm doomed to be tortured by you. This is fate. I recognize it. You don't have to worry about me anymore. If you can meet a suitable woman, just take it. Anyway, I can't live long, and my debt to you should be paid off. "

He glared at her, dead, deep, and long. His face was pale and gray, his eyes were as red as bleeding, and his eyes were filled with unspeakable pain, sadness and despair.

"I'm not going to let you die, I'll make you live a long time. If your misfortune is caused by me, I will leave and let you live well. "

He couldn't control his voice. The lump in his throat was expanding. His voice was hoarse and trembling, like a wounded beast whining.

With that, he turned and walked out.

His steps were staggering, his back was bleak and desolate, and he seemed to be disappointed with her.

The door was slammed shut, and the walls were shaking.

She felt herself broken in the shock, like a doll, broken into a piece, can no longer put together.

She collapsed, curled up into a shrimp, held her head and buried her face in her knees.

The moment he went out, she regretted it.

She was just jealous, just resentful, envious that he had been with other women last night, that he had cheated on her, betrayed her, and pretended to be nothing, instead, she tried to find fault with her.

But the substantive problem did not talk about, instead, said a lot of messy words, constantly angry with him.

She must be mad, mad at him.

She didn't know how long she stayed here until Qin junran called and asked when she would come back for dinner.

"I'll be back soon." She said low, propped up the wall to stand up, too late to clean up all the emotions, can only take out a can of ice water from the refrigerator, let yourself cool, cold clean.

Back home, Jing Peiyu has finished the meal.

"Is there a traffic jam? I called spring and said you were gone long ago. " Qin junran asked with concern.

"I've been out for a while. I'm going back to New York to see what I can buy for my neighbors." She opened the stiff corners of her mouth and tried to smile at them so that they could not see anything different.

"Mommy, I've listed all the gifts I want to give to my friends. Let's go shopping together in two days, OK?" Yaya asked with her little head askew.

"Good." Jing Xiaomeng stroked her little face and said fondly.Fang Xiaomo is very silent today. She has been looking at her sister with a kind of inquiry.

He's still thinking about the morning.

Mrs. Lu looks like her sister. It's so creepy and weird!

"Xiaomo, why don't you eat and stare at Xiaomeng?" Qin junran was keen to discover his difference.

"My sister is very special today." Fang Xiaomo smiles.

"You child, nonsense." Jing Peiyu pretended to be angry with him and gave him a drumstick to eat quickly.

After that, Qin junran takes his two children to play chess in his study. Han Han practices chess every day. He wants to defeat Lu Haoyang.

Fang Xiaomo pulls her sister into her room.

"Sister, I've been thinking about Mrs. Du all day. Aren't you surprised that you look like her at all?" He asked, raising his eyebrows.

"I'm not surprised, because I knew it for a long time, and aunt Mo and the Du family also knew. Murong Yanyan is guilty of being a thief. She is especially afraid of my face and never dare to look directly at me. " She said in a dragonfly tone.

"No wonder." He touched his chin with a thoughtful look. "I always thought there might be some connection between you and her."

"We just happened to bump into each other's faces. When she died, I was not even born. How could it be related?" She laughed.

"That's the key point." Fang Xiaomo said, "do you believe in the past life, this life, reincarnation?"

Jing Xiaomeng helped her forehead. Although she lied that she was the reincarnation of Xia Aoshuang in order to frighten Murong Yanyan, she did not believe it. How could she be the reincarnation of Xia Aoshuang? It's too much.

"brother, it's good to have imagination as a cartoonist, but it can't be put into real life, and we should respect science."

"Behind every coincidence, there may be a mystery." Fang Xiaomo said in a low voice.

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