He doesn't understand.

But maybe only the parties will understand.

In the eyes of others is not worth, in the hearts of the parties, perhaps nothing can be compared with it.

……

Before Wen Jingran got home, Wen's father ran to the door and asked tentatively, "is it Qin Muchen who sent you back just now?"

"No

Wen Jing ran grabbed his hand and walked inside coldly.

Father Wen was obviously disappointed. He caught up with her and exhorted her: "Jingran, it's not easy. Qin Muchen has changed his outlook on you. Don't tangle with other men."

Wen Jingran stopped, turned his head and looked at his husband strangely. With a hook on his lips and a cold smile, he said, "in your eyes, the only use I have is to use it as an exchange of interests?"

"I was, and I am. Am I your daughter?"

Hearing this, father Wen's face suddenly pulled down: "what do you mean by that? How can you talk to dad like that? "

Wen Jing ran sneered and went to the house alone.

Went to the bedroom, she coldly staring at the bedside table placed on a picture of a doll, wearing a red hair band, wearing a fluffy princess skirt, smile particularly brilliant.

The girl in the picture is two years old.

The girl in the picture is not herself!

Wen Jingran stares at the photo, as if to make a hole in it. He bites his teeth, steps forward quickly, opens the photo frame, takes out the photo, tears it hard, throws it on the ground, and steps on it twice.

It's not her!

It's not her!

If only it were her!

But it's not her.

It wasn't her from the beginning!

It wasn't her then, it's not her now!

Wen Jingran grabs the photo frame, smashes it on the ground, holds his head, squats on the ground, and the wolf howls.

Why can't she be reconciled?

Why didn't she make a mistake?

Why is she young and ignorant?

Why did she Miss Qin Muchen?

Too many why, lingering in her mind, she completely ran to rout, clutching her hair, tears drop down.

The saddest, saddest person is her.

Instead of other people's life, but can not replace her to the end.

Around, they still meet or fall in love.

And what about her?

What is it?

Since she was young, she has been a chess piece. Has she become an abandoned one now?

She was not reconciled.

Really not reconciled!

In any case, not reconciled!

"Miss Wen." The maid came in carefully. Seeing the mess on the ground, she took a careful breath. Then she continued to walk inside: "there's your phone."

The maid covered the receiver and carefully handed the phone to her.

Wen Jingran wiped his tears and staggered to his feet. After coughing twice and clearing his throat, he said, "hello."

"Come out sometime tomorrow, and I'll teach you the next step."

Qin Muli?

Wen Jing ran frowned hard for a moment, then nodded without hesitation: "I know."

Qin Muli didn't say a word more, so he hung up.

Even between them, it seems that they are just trading.

He helps her get what she wants, she just helps him.

Wen Jing ran put the phone on the side, the mood has been calm down, she took a deep breath, flatly convinced himself: "and Qin Muli."

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