Xia Jinqi hugged long Qingxin, who had been holding back the tears that had fallen.
Long Qingxin let out a long sigh of relief. She Patted Xia Jinqi with a faint smile and comforted her "child, grandma is fine. Everyone lives their entire life. Who hasn't had a heartbreak in these long decades Grandma has seen through everything, but the hatred in her heart has been piling up for decades. She still can't let it go. Even if he's still alive, I still won't forgive him. I'm really a stubborn person... "... "..."
As she spoke, she began to laugh at herself.
Long Qingxin knew her own temper. She was like a stubborn donkey and could not be persuaded by anyone.
Yan Youcheng had betrayed her in the incident back then, but she had caused a storm in the city and hurt Yan Youcheng's face a lot.
In addition, he had not been feeling good in the past thirty years. This matter should be settled just like that.
In the next life, it would be best if they did not meet again. They should go their own ways and not get entangled with each other anymore.
Xia Jinqi shook her head slightly, hugged long Qingxin and said, "grandma is a free and straightforward person. "
"But sometimes, being too free and easy is also a kind of injury to others... " Long Qingxin sighed again.
There were many things that she couldn't see through at that time. Later on, as she got older, she could slowly figure out the deeper meaning.
Back then, her free and easy divorce also hurt Yan Youcheng's heart, right?
Later on, when Yan Youcheng was tortured to death, he also protected Long Qingxin. He didn't say her name, which meant that after so many years, he still loved Long Qingxin deeply in his heart.
It was just that their tempers, their stubbornness, and the eternal hatred of their mistakes pushed the two of them further and further away.
Long Qingxin took the opportunity to look down at the most conspicuous spot on Yan Youcheng's desk. It was a photo of her when she was young.
In the photo, she was wearing a pink and white Qipao. Tingting's figure was standing at the bridge of the Lotus pond in the Tai Temple. In her hand was Bai Juan, who was embroidered with Lotus flowers. She was looking at the camera with a smile.
Ever since she got older, she could not remember anything. However, she still remembered the scene of that day clearly.
It was a cool and Refreshing Day in autumn.
The Lotus flowers in Tai temple were in full bloom. She and Yan Youcheng went on a trip.
She happily walked in front and didn't forget to call him when she saw anything interesting.
And he followed behind her, holding an old-fashioned film camera and taking pictures of her with a doting look on his face... ...
At that time, everything was so beautiful.
They were in a loving relationship.
However... ...
Something something something something something something something something something something, something something something something something something something something something.
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The next morning.
Yan Jun woke up after a hangover.
However, he did not wake up naturally. Instead, a soft little body was suddenly moving around in his arms. There was a soft and cowardly voice in his ears, "Di di... Di di... "
One voice after another, as if he did not know fatigue.
He slowly opened his eyes and a round and delicate little face appeared in his daze, hanging above his head.
Yan Jun was slightly stunned. After a moment of hesitation, that little face hung down and kissed his cheek.
He immediately came back to his senses. He did not care about his headache and happily pulled the little guy who had just ambushed him into his arms. He pinched her chubby face like a rice ball and said, "Xiao Puff? "
"HAHAHA... " the little guy could not stop laughing. His big eyes became brighter and brighter. When he looked at Yan Jun, he was especially spirited. After not seeing him for such a long time, he still recognized him at a glance.