One day half a month later, in the living room of Ziyi's house, the wind blew the trees outside the window, and Ziyi's favorite locust flower bloomed, and the fragrance of the flowers filled the whole room. People were always sighing, why they guessed the beginning but couldn't guess the ending .
Ziyi's parents and the private detective were sitting across the tea table, which was full of clear photos and incomprehensible data. I just listened to the private detective slowly talk about what he learned about Zhuang Han during this period of time. All his dark things were unreservedly displayed in front of everyone. Zi's father and Zi's mother were full of anger and remorse. They regretted that they should not let their daughter associate with this beastly guy. But Ziyi didn't cry or make trouble. Yes, just quietly looking at the acacia flowers outside the window, so focused, as if everything they discussed had nothing to do with her.
After that, for two full years, Ziyi never spoke again, and everyone in her family knew that she could not accept such a fact. She could only feel heartbroken, and there was no other way.
Until the news of Xiao Wei's death came. Zi Yi put down the phone in his hand, finally released the tears that he had endured for two years. The first thing he said was: "I don't hate anymore, Wei Wei, don't die."
Go back in time and mourn for the truest friendship and the most heartbreaking betrayal.
The fairy tale says that when the angel accused God of the crimes of the devil, God said that the devil did nothing but seduce him a little bit. Just like what Xiao Wei did, she made up her mind after that chance To let Ziyi see clearly that Zhuang Han is just an ordinary man who can't stand the slightest temptation. She wants Ziyi to understand that only she is the one who really protects her and cares about her. She doesn't know, it's because of this difference , she ruined her own life, and also ruined the possibility of original happiness.
Xiao Wei understands that Zhuang Han's eyes on him have changed since the last time. When Zi Yi was present, he pretended to be invisible. As long as Zi Yi turned around, his eyes would be full of confusion.
What should happen, will always happen, there is a cause and an effect. After an evening self-study, Zhuang Han came to Xiao Wei with shortness of breath, asked her to go to the Taolin in the south of the campus, and said that he had something important to tell her. Xiao smiled. accepted. She really wanted to see what kind of tricks Zhuang Han was trying to play, and she also wanted to really catch Zhuang Han.
Walking side by side with Zhuang Han, he tentatively asked: "What's the matter? Does Ziyi know?" Zhuang Han didn't answer, but suddenly dragged Xiao Wei's hand, and ran straight into the peach forest. Dim light, couldn't see clearly On his face, only his eyes were shining. He said: "Xiao Wei, I like you."
Hearing this unsurprising answer, Xiao Wei slapped Zhuang Han angrily: "How dare you say such things, are you worthy of Ziyi!" A slap, without flinching, hugging Xiao Wei and kissing wildly as if obsessed, not allowing Xiao Wei to refuse. All struggles were useless, in the long night, only Xiao Wei's silent tears. Zhuang Han forcibly snatched away Xiao Wei's virginity at this place of love with Zi Yi, knelt down in front of Xiao Wei, confessed that he was sorry, and said that since that time, he would never erase her figure no matter what. .I can't help thinking about her, she appeared in every dream of my own.
Xiao Wei never imagined that there would be such a result, and all thoughts were lost for a while. I was in a trance all day, and my spirit was getting worse day by day. One month later, it was found out that she was pregnant. Zhuang Han knew about it and said, "Let me take responsibility." Xiao Wei didn't say a word. Knowing the truth, he left. Ziyi was left behind in astonishment, crying every day asking Zhuang Han for Xiao Wei, asking Zhuang Han to find him. Of course she didn't know that Zhuang Han was the one who took Xiao Wei away.
Xiao Wei, who followed Zhuang Han to his hometown without even telling his family, felt pain in his heart. He gave her to his aunt to help take care of, and then left on the grounds that there were classes in school. She was left alone, facing the dark village and her growing belly.
The next year, the child was born, a boy named Mengmeng. The year Ziyi graduated, the child could speak clearly. He called Xiao Wei Mama and Zhuang Han Papa.
In the past three years, Xiao Wei has learned to accept the reality. For Zhuang Han, there is no love but there is dependence, and the pain of not being able to be together formally, but already hurting Zi Yi, tortured Xiao Wei day and night.
If the private detective hadn't arrived, maybe this kind of forbearance would never end. She could only calmly use good memories to support her courage to live.
And Ziyi, for the past three years, shared the same man with her good sister, she didn't know it, and she kept it in her bones. When she knew it, she hated it, hated Xiao Wei's betrayal, hated Zhuang Han's despicableness .However, there was nothing she could do except change the phone and call off the engagement.
One is her best sister, and the other is the man she loves deeply. She blocked her right to speak because she was afraid of saying vicious words. Sisters, lovers, are like the left and right wings of an angel. Lost, Ziyi fell from a happy paradise to a cruel world, and became a dumb girl for two full years.
When the truth came out, all the results were irrefutable. ?Yan Han left the IT company, returned to his hometown, and drank his sorrows every day. The so-called home, without any laughter, lived day after day. In this way, after two years, Xiao Wei couldn't bear the heart She committed suicide by throwing herself into the river with Mengmeng, which she thought was a bitter fruit. According to her neighbors, she became a cruel mother. However, before she died, Zhuang Han did not give her a formal title.
Her body was salvaged by the villagers. In the pocket of her jacket, a suicide note sealed in a plastic bag was found. It said Ziyishou, and there were only three words in it:
sorry.
Signature: Ai Ziyi's Wei Wei.
All love and hatred, ashes to ashes, dust to dust. When I saw Zhuang Han again, it was at Xiao Wei's funeral. He was so decadent that he couldn't even recognize his purple clothes. No words, a stick of incense, a few pictures Paper. The posthumous photo uses a photo of Xiao Wei when he was a freshman. This is Xiao Wei's last wish. At that time, she smiled happily. Her smile moistened Zi Yi's eyes, and she was reluctant to turn around, but it was a lifetime ago.
(When friendship is not just help and blessing, but more to solve the lonely psychology with possession. When love is no longer single, half-hearted. The two thoughts overlap, which will cause unavoidable tragedy. Death cannot be redeemed, cannot be liberated, and forgiven It is no longer meaningful. It also harms the living, and suffers for no chance.) (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com