C221 There is no alternative

Actually, Zywane knew that he had no other choice. From the moment he knew that He Ying was pregnant with his own child, he was destined to have only one choice.

Could it be that it was really as San Ren had said, that people were all fates, that all happiness and pain were fated and cannot be avoided?

Could it be that he was destined for this? Was he destined to make a difficult choice between duty and love? Was he destined to face the torture of conscience and the abandonment of love?

Zywane quietly pushed open the door to the bedroom. In the early morning light, he saw He Ying sleeping soundly.

This woman was not wrong, she was his own sin, and all of this was his due. He could no longer avoid it, nor could he avoid it.

Zywane sighed and closed the door quietly. He went back to the living room and lay on the sofa. He stared at the ceiling and felt cold all over.

Thinking about what happened that day and night, Zywane could not help but shiver. In the blink of an eye, he fell from the peak of his happiness to the bottom of his pain.

Why did he want to be a person with a conscience, why did he want to be a person with responsibilities, why couldn't he live a carefree life, why couldn't he learn to release and feel free … Zywane questioned himself again and again in his heart. His heart was getting colder and colder...

The anesthetic from the alcohol finally overcame the stimulation from the nicotine. Zywane's energy ran out and he fell asleep on the sofa without realizing it. He was wearing only a woolen coat with nothing on him.

This time, Zywane's sleep quality was very poor, his sleep was very shallow, his brain felt like countless little bugs were crawling around, he was extremely nervous, one moment he could see San Ren's blurry figure, the next he could see He Ying hugging a child, the next he saw himself in the biting cold snowstorm, Chen Yao and himself trekking hard, the next he saw He Ying's gentle hands stroking her body.

Zywane frowned, his expression was extremely tense as he slept. His lips were tightly pursed, and he felt a burst of pain in his heart. His body began to feel a wave of cold and hot...

Zywane once again dreamt that San Ren and he were climbing the mountain together. San Ren's familiar yet unfamiliar figure was still blurry, but it was still clear and distinct. She quickly climbed to the top of the mountain and extended her white and tender hand towards Zywane.

Seeing that he was about to climb to the top of the mountain, and that he was about to hold hands with San Ren, and that happiness was about to arrive at the moment where both of their hands would touch, and that their two fervent hearts were about to collide and produce a spark of happiness …

However, Zywane suddenly stepped on air and fell into a bottomless abyss...

The moment Zywane fell, Zywane saw San Ren's eyes filled with incomparable pain and despair ….

"Sis, give me a hand!" Zywane shouted with all his might and struggled upward, but to no avail...

"AHH!" Zhang Da shouted and sat up abruptly. His head was dripping with sweat and he felt his body boiling hot.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that the sky was already bright and the sun was shining in at noon. Today was a good day.

Look at your body. There's a blanket over you.

Looking at the living room and dining room, they had already cleaned up the place. The smell of alcohol and smoke was no longer in the air, and the orchids in the room were all exceptionally alluring as they emitted a faint fragrance.

Zhang Wei stood up and walked around the room lightly, but he did not see He Ying.

On the desk in the bedroom, there was a note left by He Ying. "A Wei, I'll go out and buy some things, I'll be back soon. Kiss you. "

He Ying had already woken up and went out to shop.

Zywane felt a headache coming on. His whole body was burning and his throat was in extreme pain. He knew that he had a fever again. The pain in his throat might be caused by smoking or tonsillitis.

However, Zywane did not have the time to pay attention to his body at the moment. The pain to his soul was far more than the pain to his body. The torment to his mind was far more than the torture to his body.

He looked at the clock on the wall of the living room. It was three o'clock in the afternoon, and it was getting closer and closer to the end.

Zywane's face twisted in pain. He picked up the laptop and walked into He Ying's bedroom. He placed it on the desk, plugged in the power, plugged in the wireless Internet card, turned it on, connected it, and logged into QQ.

The moment he logged in his QQ, Zywane's heart palpitated. Countless times he logged in his QQ was different from his previous joyful and expectant mood. This time, it was actually so difficult and painful.

After landing, Sister San Ren was not online, and her profile picture was ashen white.

However, there was a message: "Dear, tonight at 3 o'clock sharp, Xingzhou Building's 500 meters west Zhang Wei, Taiwan's True Pan Coffee Shop, room 214, we meet …"

Zywane felt dizzy, Sister San Ren had already arranged everything.

Zywane, who was used to typing "Sis" on the keyboard, did not know what to do next. He could not help but stop.

Looking at the familiar profile pic and the familiar chat window, looking at the familiar QQ number, Zywane's hands started trembling. It was unknown whether it was due to fever or heartache.

From the Yao Bei to the Haizhou, from the Haizhou to the Xingzhou, from Sayoko to being a friend, from encouraging people to go out to wander in the south, from working hard to grow up, all of them felt that San Ren was thoughtful and considerate, and also diligently guided and sincerely guided …

From the end of summer to the autumn, and then through the winter, from the first acquaintance to the familiarity, from the confidant to the confidant, from the heart to the love, when spring comes, when the flower of love is about to bloom, this little window will end all this unforgettable.

It was like a dream, beginning with this QQ chat window and ending with us.

A virtual love finally fell before it even reached the reality …

The vows were made in the past, the words were between me and you. The scenes of the past, the laughter and sorrow, the laughter and anger, all of these would go with them …

Zywane's heart was about to break down, along with his boiling body...

Zywane looked at the time. It was one o'clock. There were still two hours until three o'clock.

Big Sister San Ren was waiting for her, waiting for the intoxicating moment tonight, waiting for her to meet him once again …

At that moment, San Ren was definitely at home putting on makeup, putting on some light makeup, wearing some decent clothes, and doing the best and most beautiful thing to look at him.

At this moment, San Ren's heart was definitely full of joy and happiness. It was filled with happiness and yearning, and she was making her final preparations for the last moment …

However, none of this was possible. All of these things disappeared along with the virtual space … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … …

The pain and sorrow in Zywane's heart assaulted his brain and eyes. His fingers were trembling, his whole body felt hot and cold, and his throat was starting to hurt more and more …

Zywane pressed his lips together, and the muscles on his face began to twitch in pain.

Zywane finally started tapping the keyboard and said with difficulty, "Sis, when I shouted this, my heart was in pain! Because — that's the last thing I'll call you. I can't go to the date tonight. I'll never be able to go. But I was so eager to see you, so eager to date. But I can't help it, I can't beat myself, I can't turn away from myself, I can't bring myself to be ruthless.

"I remember you once said that a person must have a conscience and be responsible. Especially a man, he must take responsibility for what he has done. "I am not a good man. I did not walk out of the temptations of spirit and flesh. I am lost in love and pain. I must take responsibility for my own actions. I must drink my own bitter wine. I have no choice …"

"Sis, you are a good woman, and in this life, you will always be a good woman in my heart. No matter where I am, no matter how time changes, my love for you will never change, never fade. Only, I will bury you deep in my heart, deep within my heart."

"I know how much you care for me, how much you care for me, how much you love me, how much you care about me, how much you care about me, how much you care about me, how much I care about me, how much I care about you, how much I care about you, how much I care about you, how much I care about you, how much I care about you …" Sis, curse me, curse me, in the language you hate the most … Forget me, erase me, use your purest hands.

Zywane's eyes were bloodshot, he looked at the computer screen, his hands trembling intensely: "Sis, inside the virtual space, I have always been feeling you, always experiencing you, the you in the air is extremely beautiful, I sincerely thank you, I sincerely thank you from the bottom of my heart, I sincerely wish you, I sincerely wish you the best of all to find a true partner that you love and love. In this life, we will never have the chance to meet again, love and hate each other. "In the next life …"

At this point, Zywane's tears blurred his vision. His hands were shaking so much that he could not keep hitting himself.

Zywane tried his best to control the trembling of his body and resist the invasion of the virus. He touched the mouse, moved it, aimed at "Send", and flicked the left button with his index finger …

Finally, Zywane gritted his teeth, closed his eyes and pressed the left mouse button with his index finger.

At that moment, the muscles on Zywane's face twitched violently and tears streamed down his face …

At this moment, it was 2: 44 PM.

Zywane sat in front of his computer in a daze, his eyes were fixed on the screen, looking at the chat window after it was sent out.

Zywane knew that with the click of his mouse and his words, a paragraph ended and a love life ended. A new life began...

Humans were all fates, and their personalities determined their fates. If only she was someone who did not care about her responsibilities, was selfish, and desired to enjoy her life, how great would it be! She would not have so much trouble, she must be on the way to date San Ren right now …

Zywane could not help but hate himself for his kindness and responsibility.

However, if he and San Ren started a happy and romantic life, then, what about He Ying, the future child?

He had shouldered the responsibility of loving San Ren, but he had also shouldered the responsibility of virtue and morals to He Ying and the independent child. He had also shouldered the responsibility of character and conscience.

Zywane slowly turned off his laptop and stood up slowly. He walked to the balcony and looked down at the city that was flowing endlessly. He also looked down at the afterglow of the sunset …

Right at this moment, He Ying came back with two bags full of unknown items.

"You're still here." He Ying probably thought that Zywane had already left for the Xingzhou and was very happy to see that Zywane was still there.

Zywane walked into the living room and weakly sat on the sofa, "I'm not going back to the Xingzhou."