The amount of wine in the night is very good. Just a little wine can't make him drunk.

If you're really drunk, it's the same. If you're not drunk, everyone will be drunk. For the sake of Joe honey, he's drunk.

Night so slowly up, looking at the glass of water, gently end up, drink a mouthful.

It's just plain boiled water. Why does he feel so bitter after drinking it?

Year after year, day after day, you still can't give me your heart.

Even if I give you everything, even if the man has quit your life.

However, your heart, your bone marrow, can not forget him.

That is affectionate, but night seems, that is to his exclusion, this heart, after all, is helpless.

After drinking good water at night, I just lie on the bed and close my eyes.

In fact, he is too persistent, otherwise, it will not be so.

Sometimes, in the dead of night, the night will think about a problem.

Since Qiao Mi loves so much that she doesn't love herself, why should she be so persistent?

Isn't letting go a better choice? But the night always can't persuade oneself, also can't persuade love.

After all, this is a person trapped in love for a long time.

Qiaomi doesn't love herself. She follows her. Enchanting never leaves him, but he turns a blind eye to him. Think about it, Jin Zechen once hurt Qiaomi so much. The result is the same.

In fact, life is sometimes a circle, always in circulation.

Night shakes his head, some things, want to understand, but can not make a decision, it is futile.

Let yourself calm down, so quiet sleep.

In fact, the sleepless, not only a person at night, there is also a figure, that is Joe honey love.

When I got back to my room, how come Joan couldn't sleep?

Finally, I really don't want to go over and over like this, so I get up.

Joe honey love went to the balcony above, think of just all their behavior, this heart, or can't stand.

After all, the night was by her side, and for so many years, she did not give him anything substantial.

Night loves her very much, she can understand, but she knows better, she can't treat night so selfishly all the time.

If Joanne can't be completely separated from the night, she must be the woman of the night. Otherwise, this life can't be like this?

"Night, you are so kind to me, I can't, night can't make you wait all the time." Said mijo.

Joan held her hand tightly. At this moment, she planned to do it.

It is undeniable that over the years, Jin Zechen has always been in her heart.

Even if she doesn't admit it, it's an ironclad fact that she must believe.

Over the years, her body can only accommodate Jin Zechen. Even a kiss at night will make her unable to accept.

Jamie thought that when you leave one person and try not to love one person, you will accept another person again.

Now, Joan realized that, in fact, some people, if they can't forget, they will never forget.

As she once said to night, how can you forget the people you love in your heart and the people you breathe with your heart?

How much love, how much hate, how much hate, how much memory.

Qiao mi'ai knows that Jin Zechen will stay in her heart all her life and can't leave for a long time.

But she can't hold on to it. She's still young.

It's impossible to be together with Jin Zechen again. It's always necessary to get married. Night is the best choice.

When Joan thought about it, she had a decision.

"Mom." Xiao Fengfeng's voice came like this.

As soon as Qiao Mi AI regained her mind, she quickly picked up Xiao Feng and said, "Xiao Feng Feng, how did you wake up?"

Xiao Fengfeng rubbed his eyes and said: "I found my uncle for a long time, but I didn't find him. I woke up. As a result, I found my mother. My mother disappeared. When I saw the light on the balcony, I found him."

"Uncle? What uncle? " Jo Mi love doesn't understand of ask a way.

"That's the uncle. His name is uncle Jin." Said Xiao Feng.

When I heard uncle Jin's three words, Qiao Mi AI's face changed a little bit.

In fact, Qiao mi'ai really didn't expect that she hadn't seen Jin Zechen for such a long time. Xiao Feng still has him in her memory.

It is said that a child will soon forget a person, but she can't forget Kerry and Jin Zechen.

"That uncle, won't appear again, he has his own wife, his own children, his own family." Said mijo.

"Never again?" Asked Xiao Feng.

Qiao Mi love nods, that small peak peak's cheek, immediately drooped down, the whole person was not happy.In fact, Qiao mi'ai doesn't want to see Xiao Fengfeng like this, but this is the fact. She can't cheat her.

"Xiaofengfeng, you have me and Dad, don't you?" Asked Joanna.

"Good, good is good, but I, I want my uncle to live with us." Said Xiao Feng.

"Xiao Fengfeng, mother is going to marry her father and wear a wedding dress. Do you agree?" Asked Joanna.

"It's a beautiful bride, isn't it?" Asked Xiao Feng.

Qiao Mi AI nodded, the little Feng Feng said with a smile: "OK, I agree, but mom, I want to go back to China to hold the wedding, no, I want you."

"China? Why? " Jo Mi love doesn't understand of ask a way.

"Only China has brides. They look good in red." Said Xiao Feng.

Jo Mi AI couldn't help laughing and said, "OK, listen to Xiao Feng, but it's late. Shall we have a rest?"

"Are you going to China to get married?" Asked Xiao Feng.

"Xiao Fengfeng really wants her mother to get married in China?" Asked Joanna.

"It's very hopeful." Said Xiao Feng.

Honey Joe said, "OK, I agree with you."

"Great, mom. I'm sleepy. Let's go to bed." Said Xiao Feng.

Jo Mi AI nodded and took Xiao Feng to bed.

Since there is only such a wish, she can still agree.

OK, then get married and get married back home.

Jin Zechen, no matter what I think? Whether I still love you or not?

When I decide to get married now, it must be all doomed? I will forget you, I will forget the past.

I'll forget everything that happened between us.

Goodbye Jin Zechen, goodbye Qiao Mi AI who once loved you.

Goodbye, our past.

Qiao mi'ai went back to bed with Xiao Feng in her arms, closed her eyes and had a quiet rest.

This night, they are very quiet, it seems that everything is settled.

Life, sometimes is a moment's decision.