It's not that other women are not bad, but, in fact, his heart has already belonged to the summer evening.

If he died, he wanted to go back to where he had memories.

Xia Wan has always been in his life and never left. Even if she is not the real one, he also wants to protect her, let her be his wife and give him a lot of Xiaoyi and Xiaowan.

Night Ling Yi's eyes slowly closed.

"Mother, will he die? Are you going to jail? Can I testify? " Yan Yan asked anxiously.

Yan Yan's words let the water Miaomiao thatch suddenly open, recovered his reason, said to Yan Yan: "call an ambulance quickly."

Shuimiaomiao immediately takes measures to rescue yelingyi. He can't let yelingyi move or sleep.

She clenched his hand. "Yi, do you remember the lavender we went to see? In addition to Provence, I also saw a large lavender garden in another place. It looked like a sea of flowers. It was very beautiful

Ye Lingyi droops her eyes and looks at shuimiaomiao with hazy eyes. She has no strength in her hands.

Life has nothing to love.

"I was sitting in the lavender garden and thought, if only I could bring ye Lingyi to have a look one day. There, it's like a fairyland on earth. " Shuimiaomiao raised a smile and recalled. Looking at the night Lingyi, the smile became bitter again, and the tears flowed quietly.

"That place Where is it? " Night Ling Yi voice weak asked.

"On a country estate in the United States, where I used to stay." Shuimiaomiao replied.

"Child, is it Shen Mochen's?" Night Ling Yi wrung eyebrow to ask a way.

He cares about this problem, very much, very much.

Shuimiaomiao definitely looks at Ye Lingyi and eats his salty tears.

"I don't know. I was confused that day and didn't see what the man looked like. Later, after I returned home, I saw Shen Mochen and found that Yan Yan looked like him very much. Maybe it was, maybe not." Shuimiaomiao tells the truth.

"Does he know the child?" Ye Ling Yi asked thoughtfully.

Shuimiaomiao shook his head, his eyes were dim, and he flashed a complicated glare. He said, "he doesn't know about this child, and I'll never let him know."

Ye Lingyi seemed to be relieved and held shuimiaomiao's hand with force, "late night, you still like mine, right?"

Shuimiaomiao twisted his eyebrows and stared at his tender eyes.

Her heart faint pain, it is a kind of pain that can be deeply imprinted in the depth of memory.

In the past summer evening, I love ye Lingyi wholeheartedly. Even if there is no dignity, no pride, no backbone, we should try our best to be with him.

However, now the summer evening has grown into a water Miaomiao.

She is soft enough and hard enough.

In her world, love is not the only one, family affection is the most important.

Love too painful, will not have the courage to live, she does not want to experience again, the feeling that life is not like death, like the feeling of walking dead.

Tears from the water Miaomiao clear eyes flow out, like a baptism of her heart turbid, more rational.

"Now you ask me whether I like you or not. You are dying. How long do you think the dead can stay in a person's mind? I will choose to forget if you can't let a strong person go down." Shuimiaomiao said word by word.

Ye Ling Yi held her hand more tightly, almost with a pleading tone, "late night, don't forget me."

"I don't, I want to forget." Miaoshui said definitely.

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