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Yi Wanjun pulls Yi Nian out of the restaurant and goes straight upstairs. Then they come to Yi Nian's room. With a "bang", the door is closed by Yi Wanjun.

Seeing this, Yi Nian frowned slightly and asked, "Mom, don't you want to rest? How did you get to my room?"

She wondered why her mother was so abnormal today, her face was not good, and her eyes seemed to be filled with sadness.

Hearing that Yi Wanjun was pale and sighed silently, she took Yi Nian's hand, and the mother and daughter sat on the sofa.

Yi Wanjun sighed again, looked at Yi Nian with far-reaching eyes, raised her hand, brushed a strand of hair scattered in her ears behind her ears, and then gently stroked Yi Nian's bright and white face, delicate and smooth as milk. "In a flash, nineteen years have passed, and my little Nian will be twenty years old in a few months."

Yi Wanjun looks lovingly at Yi Nian's still slightly immature face, trying to find the shadow of her biological father Yi Huisheng on Yi Nian's face,

But it was still futile. She didn't look like him or herself. If she didn't come out of her delivery room, I'm afraid even she would doubt it.

Yi Huisheng, who had deeply hurt himself at the beginning, was willing to give his precious life just to keep himself and his belly's Yi Nian safe.

He loves recklessly and forgets himself. However, it is this heavy love that suffocates her to unbearable. In the end, he also paid a painful price for this forced love.

"Mom, what's the matter with you?" Yi Nian was confused by Yi Wanjun. What's the situation? How can she feel that she is getting older and older?

Yi Wanjun's wandering thoughts were pulled back by Yi Nian's clear voice. "Xiao Nian, do you really like it?"

Yi Wanjun asked simply and directly. She really didn't want Yi Nian and Shen Zhizhuo to repeat the mistakes she made with Yi Huisheng.

Yi niandu looked at Yi Wanjun asking seriously and seriously. She tilted her head for a moment, nodded, and replied equally seriously, "well, I like him."

"Does Zhi Jiaoxi like you?" Yi Wanjun looks straight into her eyes, as if to see into her heart.

"Do you like me?" Yi Nian chewed these words, habitually tooted his mouth and blinked a few times. Meitong, as bright as a star, looked at Yi Wanjun.

After thinking about it for a while, Yi Nian said indifferently, "I wish I liked him."

"However, Xiaonian, feelings are two people's business. It's not enough to just like yourself unilaterally. Moreover... Unilateral love will not only hurt yourself, but also cause trouble to others.

The sweetest thing in the world is love, but it's also what can destroy a person. Your persistence will disturb his burning life and change your own destiny. Feelings can't be forced. "

At this point, water mist has gathered in Yi Wanjun's eyes. Once all kinds of, as if yesterday, all the pain and suffering, the loss of young life, are because of the word "love".

The impression of being hurt by it can't be erased even by omnipotent time, but people choose to cover up the deepest scar at the bottom of their heart with forgetting. If you don't touch it, it won't hurt. Once it is exposed, it will still bleed.

But when Yi Nian heard his mother's words, she smiled confidently, "it's not just my single love. Since I like him, I will make him like me. Even if he doesn't like me, I won't give up. He can only be my boyfriend."

Yinian raised her beautiful face confidently and proudly. Her expression deeply hurt yiwanjun's heart. Twenty years ago, Yinian's biological father used the same tone and expression to open up the gratitude and hatred of their previous generation.

The last thing Yi Wanjun wants is that Yi Nian experiences this rough love. She just hopes she can harvest perfect love. All this seems to go against Yi Wanjun's wishes with Shen Zhizhuo's arrival.

Yi Wanjun took a deep breath and held back her tears. "Xiaonian, can't you see that Zhihuo doesn't like you at all?" she really wanted to pull Yi Nian out of the fog in time. Otherwise, she must be the one who is most hurt.

"Not liking now doesn't mean not liking in the future, so it's not a problem." Yi Nian is still confident.

Yi Nian looked at her mother's speechless eyes and locked herself. She spit out her tongue naughtily, threw herself into her arms, smelled the elegant fragrance of her body, and said coquettishly, "well, well, my dearest mother, I know what you're worried about. I'll make him like me and I'll be happy, so please support me?"

Yi Nian raises her face and looks forward to Yi Wanjun nodding.

Yi Wanjun gently stroked her soft hair. "Xiaonian, don't force, don't hurt each other."

"Hmm! I know!" Yi Nian got up and left Yi Wanjun's arms. "Mom, you can have a rest in my room! I'll ask them to bring you something to eat later. Then... I'll go down first. I'm so hungry!"

"Hmm!" Yi Wanjun answered with a wry smile and watched her leave the room.

Watching Yi Nian's beautiful figure leave, Yi Wanjun whispered sadly: "hey... Huisheng, do you see? What should I do? How can I exempt this stubborn daughter like you from emotional injury!"

Yi Wanjun empties her eyes into the deep sky outside the window, tired and sad.

A man walked a road full of thorns and traps. When he stood at the intersection full of scars to remind people who were preparing to go to this road how dangerous this road was and how to choose the road, those people did not listen to his dissuasion and set foot on the road full of obstacles. The lucky man returns to his place with scars, while the unfortunate man is trapped there forever and suffering.

Yi Wanjun is the one who stands at the intersection with scars to remind others, and Yi Nian is the one who is desperate and willful. She just doesn't know whether she is the lucky one who comes out with scars or the unfortunate poor one who is always trapped in the same place.

Yi Nian can't understand the meaning of Yi Wanjun's words at this time. If she likes it, she should have it. She likes Shen Zhijiao. She won't stop because he doesn't like it. She will make him like her anyway.

I don't know where it comes from and go deep.

Yinian doesn't know what kind of painful abyss her persistence will push herself to and can't be redeemed. Will she regret her persistence at that time?

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Yi Nian went downstairs and returned to the restaurant, but Shen Hongyuan and his son were eating silently. They were both extremely elegant and noble.

Seeing Yi Nian returning to the restaurant, Shen Hongyuan put down his chopsticks and asked, "Xiao Nian, is your mother okay?"

"It's all right. Rest in the room. Lanzhi, let the kitchen stew a bowl of lotus seed soup and send it to my mother." Yi Nian said and picked up chopsticks to eat.

"OK," Lanzhi said.

Shen Zhizhuo never raised his eyes to see Yi Nian sitting opposite him.

Yi Nian looked at Shen Zhijiao, who lowered her eyes and ate for herself. Her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of her mouth recalled an evil radian. Then she lifted her lips, picked up the tone, and said arrogantly, "I want to eat that, you clip it to me." she raised her chin and pointed to the chicken wings in front of Shen Zhijiao.