Crazy?

Is she crazy or is he crazy?

Sheng Shimo doesn't want to listen to her lies anymore. He rushes out of the bedroom in anger.

Wen churan wants to catch up with her. Before she can take a step, her legs begin to soften.

Then, with a plop, he fell to the ground.

On the ground, men's shirts and suits were scattered, as if he still had the smell of his past.

She held those clothes and finally burst into uncontrollable tears.

The low whine hidden under his clothes is like a wronged child.

Over the past year, all the emotions that did not dare to vent finally piled up and weighed heavily on her, making her lose any strength to move forward.

Tears, like broken beads, kept hitting the floor.

Ticking, ticking, like a downpour.

He has sent someone to find Sheng Mo Guo, but he hasn't come back yet.

He left his luggage, and so did she.

And she knew that he would never come back to look for it.

I remember the last look at her before he left.

The raging anger is filled with hate as sharp as a blade.

It was a hatred of the bone marrow. I wanted to cut her thousands of times.

Suddenly, Wen churan fell into deep confusion and helplessness, as if she were in the cold winter, and no one was willing to give her warmth.

At the same time, she also hated herself, her stupidity, her cowardice, her powerlessness, and even her existence.

If it hadn't been for her, Sheng Shimo must have inherited Sheng's family and lived a high life.

On the other hand, Sheng Zhixun and Gu Nanpei soon got the news.

When he hurried back to the villa in city B, he saw Wen churan sitting in his study dealing with documents, as if nothing had happened.

Neither of them dared to come forward.

After hesitating for a long time, Gu Nanpei carefully shouted "churan."

Wen churan didn't lift his head. Well, he said, "are you back so soon?"

The more she behaved as if nothing had happened, the more anxious Sheng Zhixun was. She simply rushed forward and grabbed her arm. "Fourth sister-in-law, let's make it clear to the fourth brother. If he doesn't believe it, I'll take someone to tie him back and let him recover his memory anyway!"

Wen churan looked up, pale, but indifferent as water. Even his eyes didn't stir up a ripple because of his words.

As if all this had nothing to do with her.

After a moment of silence, she whispered, "forget it, I've given up."

The tone is never more relaxed.

The ink was stunned when it was in full bloom.

Give up?

After looking for the fourth brother for a whole year, no matter how many hardships and hardships he experienced, he never heard a word of giving up in the mouth of the fourth sister-in-law.

Finally insist to now, but want to give up?

Wen churan has actually thought very clearly.

She knew that Sheng Shimo would no longer believe her.

She also knew that she had lost him again.

This time, it may become permanent.

But as long as he's alive, isn't he?

What is the pain she has endured?

As long as he lives, even if he loses him, even if he can only look at him from a distance, he may like another woman, he may have children with other women, help each other, and grow old.

She may not be able to stand beside him openly all her life.

I didn't even have a chance to talk to him.

But as long as he lives, she will bear all the pain and miss, as well as the memories he lost.