Miao Yan did not urge him and waited for her very friendly.

Han Hui knew that she was embarrassed, so she smiled at Miao Yan awkwardly, wiping her tears while laughing.

"Sorry, I...I'll sign it now. Where is this signed?"

Miao Yan pointed to the position of the "receiver" and said nothing. Han Hui's pen tip was a little shaking. Before the words were written, tears slid down first and fell on the name of "Zhao Zihao", which made the three words dizzy into a ball, as if suddenly magnified a lot.

"I'm sorry, I'm so careless."

She wanted to wipe it, but the more she wiped her eyes, the more she was afraid of being embarrassed, the more she was embarrassed—

"It's okay." Miao Yan said gently, taking away the receipt and handing her a tissue, "Do you want to calm down?"

Han Hui took a deep breath and shook her head, "Thank you."

She talked about him and diverted her attention: "Is his stuff here?"

Miao Yan nodded, "It's all here. Clothing, mobile phones, wallets, keys, and some miscellaneous things. There's a list here, you can take a look."

"OK, thanks."

It seemed that Yu Hanhui had a torment to write her name on the receipt list, because the names and items on the list were all related to him. Every time she looked at her, she would think of his face, so natural and so familiar, as if she had never left, right in front of her.

"Miao Team--"

Han Hui signed the letter and looked up at Miao Yan.

"Do you think what I did right?"

Miao Yan was slightly stunned, as if he didn't expect her to ask this, nor did he expect that she was still struggling about this matter after so long. He frowned, glanced at her bulging belly, sighed, and his voice was a little hoarse.

"Zhao Zihao killed someone because he deserves it. You punished evil and promoted good, contributed to society, and was brave. You did not let anyone down. As for you to treat him - if he didn't blame him, you would be at ease, and there would be no right or wrong."

Han Hui's eyes were red.

"He will blame me. I can't feel at ease."

Miao Yan glanced at her and said something realistic like a statement.

"I think he didn't blame you. The final choice he made has already explained everything. You are the person he is willing to protect with his life. For him and for his children, you must also be at ease."

You are the one he is willing to protect with his life.

Han Hui covered her face with tears in tears.

...

Half an hour later, Yu Xiuxiu accompanied her to get in the car again.

She put the backpack in the trunk, and she was afraid that Han Hui would be hurt when she was touched.

The two of them went for prenatal check-ups together. After the incident, Yu Xiuxiu sent Han Hui home and asked the driver to help him carry the bag and deliver it to the room in person. He poured hot water for her and sat with her for a while. Seeing that she was in a stable mood, he left.

On the way back, Yu Xiuxiu was still worried and sent another message to Han Hui.

"You should be careful when you are alone. If you have any questions, call me immediately."

"Okay." At that time, Han Hui sat on the soft cushion of the bay window, with the camouflage backpack in front of her.

"I suggest you find a nanny." Yu Xiuxiu was still experiencing, "You are old now, so you have to find a way to do these things early. If you need help, you must speak up and don't hold on."

Han Hui smiled: "I have contacted the nanny. I am from my hometown and will come in two days."

"That's good."

After chatting for a few more words, Yu Xiuxiu finally stopped sending messages.

Han Hui put down her phone, looked at the photo in her hand, and smiled and said, "Once a girl becomes a mother, she will change her appearance. You see, Xiuxiu is like this, she is talking day by day, can't imagine it?"

She was talking to herself, as if she was talking to someone.

Zhao Zihao's photo was found from his wallet, the only one she found.

Zhao Zihao in the photo is still very young, he looks like he has just joined the army. He has a buzz cut, camouflage, and eight white teeth shaking brightly in the sun. He has his hands behind his back, his chest is straightened up, his head is full of vitality, and his smile is very flamboyant.

She wanted to turn the time around and change it to the year in the photo...

How great would it be if she could meet him back then.

"You are such a good person." Her fair fingers stroked his face and said softly: "You should be a hero, you shouldn't be like this. You shouldn't be on that road."

She didn't notice that her voice was even more swallowed, and her eyes were red.

"Do you know? Actually, when I met you, I knew that we were not the same type of people. But I didn't understand why, so I was attracted by you. Before you, I loved others. Because I was poor, inferior, loved him and feared, couldn't get it, and couldn't let it go, I was in great pain. It was you who saved me and pulled me out of the whirlpool of my crush..."

Han Hui lowered her eyelids, picked up the photo, and looked at it carefully.

"It was you who pushed me into the abyss again. Fortunately, I didn't let you go, I took your life. And you didn't let me go, and you left me a seed."

"Zhao Zihao, do you think we will be cleared up in the rest of our lives?"

The breeze lifted the curtains and waves rippled.

The room was quiet and silent, no one would answer, and she didn't expect anyone to answer.

Han Hui closed her eyes, lay there, and posted the photo on her stomach, tears silently.

"Do you know? I miss you so much, I want to meet you. I miss you so much."

...

Han Hui shed tears for a long time, but after a while, she finally closed her eyes tired.

In the hazy state, Zhao Zihao appeared in front of him.

He was wearing a black color and dressed in black, which looked like he was the day he left. His thin face was gloomy and vicissitudes.

Han Hui shed countless tears for him. When she saw him in front of her, she couldn't speak, and her mouth would only tremble with excitement.

"Why are you crying?" Zhao Zihao smiled coldly, "Aren't you just looking forward to my death? I'm dead, you should be happy."

Han Hui looked at him, "You have lost weight and your hair has grown, right?"

Zhao Zihao frowned.

When he was unhappy, he looked at her and didn't speak.

Han Hui wanted to touch his face, but when she stretched out her hand, she couldn't touch it, and her tears immediately came down.

She remembered that he was gone, he was no longer there.

"...I'm sorry." Han Hui sniffed, "Are you not doing well there? Why are you so thin? Do you have no money? Have you received the paper money I burned for you? I also burned you a car, a house, a beauty... Don't save money, spend more, buy whatever you want, and find more women to accompany you..."

Zhao Zihao's brows became even deeper.

Han Hui wanted to hug him, but couldn't, so she became nervous.

"Why don't you talk?"

"You're talking? Zhao Zihao!"

He didn't move, like a rigid stone statue, standing there looking at her.

Han Hui's lips trembled, she sucked her breath several times, and asked in a hoarse voice: "You hate me, don't you?"

She thought he couldn't speak, but she didn't expect that he actually raised his hand and landed his palm on her head, gently smoothing it out, "No wonder. No hate."

Han Hui was stunned, "Really?"

"Oh!" He sighed faintly, just like when she was punished before, she refused to execute it, and he was angry and helpless, "You don't love me, you don't miss me, you feel guilty, right?"

"No, it's not like that. I miss you. I miss you very much." Han Hui said while crying, and said anxiously, tears blurring her eyes, and she couldn't see him clearly. She had failed several times to hug this man. She broke down emotionally, "Maybe I feel more guilty than thinking about you and loving you."

"I didn't expect that there are people who love me."

Zhao Zihao smiled. Han Hui clearly saw his smile this time, bright and dazzling, like the red glow outside the bay window, and like the new recruits in that photo, with eight big white teeth exposed.

"Take good care of yourself." He lowered his head, stared in her eyes, and said seriously: "This time, I'm really leaving."

"Where are you going?" Han Hui wanted to pull his sleeves and emptied her.

Zhao Zihao smiled: "Go to the place that belongs to me."

Han Hui asked: "Will you come back to see me?"

Zhao Zihao closed his eyes, his brow seemed to move, and he sighed with relief.

"I won't come back."

Han Hui burst into tears, "I want to accompany you, go with you, I can't lose you..."

"Are you stupid?" He cracked his mouth, his eight teeth neatly, and his bright face was full of smiles. "Baby, take good care of yourself, I'll leave."

He paused and whispered, "If there is a next life, I'll come to you again."

"No!"

"Don't leave, come back..."

"Zhao Zihao!"

His figure became increasingly faded, and she could no longer see it.

Han Hui shouted loudly, crying and woke up crying.

Outside the window, the rays of light shine red, dyeing the sky red. The clouds in the sky looked at her like a big smiling face, looking at her, and kept smiling.

She covered her face and cried.

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There are still some typos. When I publish it, I will revise it in a unified manner. Thank you everyone.

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