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The two of them stood in the back garden of the hospital. Han Shao lit a cigarette, took a sip, and looked forward with desolate eyes, "I suddenly understood your mood."

Li Konglie pulled the corners of his mouth and his voice was faint, "But obviously, your current situation is much worse than mine at that time. I have room for recovery, but you don't."

Han Shao smiled bitterly and sighed, "Is it necessary to remind me so deliberately?"

"No, it's a advice. There is nothing best in both worlds in this world. You want to have both fish and bear's paws, but obviously, there is no such good thing in this world." Li Konglie hit the nail on the head. "In fact, before this happened, I always felt that there was nothing I could not do. I needed the support of the family behind the gratitude, and the old man also asked me to marry the daughter of the Xie family. I think that there is nothing wrong with what I want. I will inevitably sacrifice whatever I want.

What to exchange for? It’s not a loss.”

Han Shao narrowed his eyes, and his emotions were complicated.

"But now I regret it. Are you ridiculous?" Han Shao asked with a smile, but there was no smile in his tone.

Li Konglie also looked ahead, his thin lips slightly raised, "I actually made a decision in my heart. Even if I knew it was wrong, I would still go on. After all, now that I have reached this point, you have no way back."

When Han Shao heard this, he turned his head, pulled the corner of his lips, and patted Li Konglie on the shoulder beside him, "There is no one who knows me better than you."

...

On that day, Ye Wei did not go back with Li Konglie, but stayed with Erin to take care of her.

Because after Ai's father passed away, many things needed to be prepared, and if Nan Nan had no one to bring them, Ai's mother also had to prepare things, so Nan Nan temporarily handed them over to Li Konglie to take them back for care.

Ye Wei has always been by Erin's side to help her.

Early the next morning, Ye Wei accompanied Ailin to cremate the body and then brought it back.

On the way, Erin didn't speak all the way. Ye Wei thought she would cry, but she didn't. From beginning to end, it seemed as quiet as if it didn't exist.

Ye Wei and Irene have known each other for so many years, and she is not sure what she feels when she is sad?

But the more she did, the more uneasy Ye Wei felt.

I always felt that Irene was enduring something. She should cry and be in pain, but she would rather hold all her emotions in her heart.

Han Shao has not appeared again in the past two days, but just ordered Yingtang to come and help.

Maybe I knew that Erin didn't want to see her now.

But Erin refused to even look at Ying Tang during the whole process, let alone ask him to help.

When he came back, Ye Wei followed Erin home to get things and saw a man standing at her door.

When I saw Erin, my face was filled with pain, "How could it be like this?"

Erin whispered to Ye Wei beside him, "Vivi, go in first, I'll say a few words to him."

Ye Wei glanced at An Jinnan and nodded, "Okay."

After saying that, she turned around and walked in.

Erin raised her eyes and smiled at An Jinnan, with a faint tone, "Let's go, let's go outside."

An Jinnan looked at Erin's expression and always felt something was wrong.

But he didn't say much, but followed Erin and walked out behind Erin.

The two walked on the roadside in the community, watching the neighbors coming and going to work or selling vegetables, nodding from time to time.

Finally, Erin said, "Mr. An, thank you for your care for me and our home during this period."

The voice of Mr. An successfully made An Jinnan frown. He knew that Erin was deliberately drawing a line with him.

"Eileen, now you don't have to say what you want to say to me today. I just suddenly know the bad news about my uncle. I am very sorry, please feel sorry." An Jinnan vaguely knew what Irene was going to say.

But Erin's emotions were all wrong from beginning to end.

Even though Ai's father died, she should be more painful than anyone else, but the expression on her face was always faint.

It is hard to figure it out, but An Jinnan knows that the pain in Erin's heart at this moment will not be less than that of anyone.

She is a filial child.

"Thank you for being willing to come to see my father." My father also liked An Jinnan very much during his lifetime.

I would occasionally say a few words: An Jinnan is very good, the young man is like that.

Irene just listened to it at that time, but now when she looks back and thinks about it carefully, An Jinnan is very good.

Unfortunately, she is not worthy!

"It's all right. My uncle often plays ball and chess with my father. After all, everyone is a neighbor, and I have known each other for so many years. Erin, can you not be so polite to me? You're so polite that I think we are just strangers and just met."

There was a hint of self-deprecating smile on the corner of his lips, and the loneliness between his eyebrows could not be concealed by any means. Erin pretended not to see it, but continued to walk forward, saying, "Actually, I am not as good as you imagined. In fact, my father was angry to death by me. My disappearance this time was because I was with Nan Nan's father, and when I came back, I was leaving, but my father refused to let me go, so my father was

I was so angry!”

She suddenly stopped in place, with her back facing An Jinnan, and An Jinnan stood behind Irene, looking at her slender back, her eyes were deep and her thin lips were pursed, but the next second, he suddenly walked quickly towards her, stopped in front of her, and reached out to pull up her hands that were hanging on both sides of her body.

Looking down at her clenched fists, he whispered softly, "Let your hands go."

Aileen turned her face and avoided An Jinnan's gaze and wanted to pull her back, but An Jinnan held her hand and refused to put it down, "Aileen, let go of your hand."

Erin still remained motionless.

But An Jinnan suddenly narrowed the distance between them and said softly, "Good girl, can you let go of your hands?"

After saying that, he reached out to put her fingers flat, but this time Erin did not refuse.

Her palms were almost blurred by the flesh and blood she used her fingernails to pick.

Seeing this, An Jinnan frowned, grabbed her with his back hand and pulled her forward, "Come with me."

Ten minutes later, on the garden bench, Erin looked down at An Jinnan who was cleaning the wound on her hands, and suddenly said, "Thank you."

An Jinnan's tone was still as usual, no different, but he said, "Can I listen to something else besides listening to thank you? For example, why did I deal with my wounds, would I wrap your hands into rice dumplings? I might be easier to answer such questions."

Although An Jinnan's tone was relaxed, Erin didn't have any smiles at all.
Chapter completed!