Hubby, Please Spare Me

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It's not that other women are bad, but, it turns out that his heart has long been completely in the summer evening.

If he died, he wanted to go back to the beginning of his memory.

Summer Evening has always been in his life, never left, even if she is not a real Summer Evening, he also wants to protect her, let her be his wife, give him a lot of Xiao Yi and Xiao Xiao Wan.

Ye Lingyi's eyes closed slowly.

"Mother-in-law, will he die? Will you go to jail? Can I testify?" Yan Yan asked worriedly.

Yan Yan's words made Shui Miaomiao stunned, regained his sense, and said to Yan Yan: "Call an ambulance."

Shui Miaomiao immediately took rescue measures for Ye Lingyi, and could not let Ye Ling move or let him sleep.

She held his hand tightly, "Ai, do you remember the lavender we visited? In addition to Provence, I saw a large lavender garden in another place, which is endless. It looks like a sea of ​​flowers. It looks amazing. ."

Ye Lingyi squinted her eyes, looking at Shui Miaomiao with dim eyes, but had no strength in her hand.

There is no love at all.

"I was sitting in the lavender garden and thought, if one day, I could take Lingyi to see it, how nice it would be. It was like a fairyland on earth." Shui Miaomiao smiled and recalled, Looking at Ye Lingyi, the smile became bitter again, and tears ran quietly.

"Where is that?" Ye Lingyi asked weakly.

"In a country manor in the United States, where I used to stay." Shui Miaomiao replied.

"Child, is it Shen Mochen?" Ye Lingyi asked with a frown.

He cares about this problem, he cares, he cares.

Shui Miaomiao looked at Ye Lingyi, and ate her own salty tears.

"I don't know. I was confused that day. I didn't see clearly what that person looked like. Later, when I returned to China, I saw Shen Mochen and found that Yan Yan looked like him. Maybe, maybe not." Shui Miao said Out of the real situation.

"He knows this kid?" Ye Lingyi asked thoughtfully.

Shui Miaomiao shook his head, his eyes bleak, and flashed a complex eye, saying, "He doesn't know this child, and I will never let him know."

Ye Lingyi seemed relieved, holding Shui Miaomiao's hand hard, "Late, you still like me, right?"

Shui Miaomiao raised his eyebrows and stared at his squinted eyes.

Her heart was faintly painful, it was a pain that could be deeply imprinted in the memory.

In the past summer evenings, I loved Ye Lingyi wholeheartedly, even if there was no dignity, no pride, no guts, I must try my best to be with him.

However, the summer evening has grown into Shui Miao Miao.

She is soft enough and hard enough.

In her world, love is not the only thing, family is the most important thing.

Love is too painful, there will be no courage to live, she does not want to experience it again, the feeling of life is better than death, like the feeling of walking dead.

Tears flowed out of Shui Miaomiao's clear eyes, as if she had baptized her heart and became more rational.

"You now ask me if I like what you do, you are almost dying, you think how long the dead can stay in one's mind, miss, can't let a person stay strong, I will choose to forget." Shui Miao Miao said clearly.

Ye Lingyi held her hand tighter, almost with a pleading tone, "Late night, don't forget me."

"I don't want to forget." Shui Miaomiao said surely.