Chapter 772

The door opened.

Four eyes are opposite.

Seeing the man standing at the door of his house, Yannian sighed with relief, and his eyebrows stretched out subconsciously, "I thought something happened to you, and I was shocked."

“……”

Jiangbeiyuan enters in silence.

Gently set the urn aside.

From the appearance, it's just an ordinary box, saying: "this is -"

before he finished speaking, he was held by jiangbeiyuan.

He stooped to hold her, buried himself in her neck, and shed tears before speaking.

Tears fall down one by one, scalding the skin of Yan Nian.

"What's the matter? What happened

Yannian raised her hand and slapped him on the back. Gently, he was too tall. She looked up, her hand could only reach his back.

Feel his tears, the pain in the heart.

"Honey, are you ok?"

Something must have happened, otherwise how could jiangbeiyuan cry so sad.

He didn't speak, just hugged her tightly, and suddenly began to sob in a low voice.

Every time he cried, he cried in his heart.

The man, who is nearly thirty, is crying like a child at the moment.

Yannian was worried, but he also knew that if he asked him now, he would not say it.

Can only silently accompany him like this, gently pat his back like coaxing children, let him hold her to vent his emotions.

……

Fifteen minutes later.

On the balcony, the man who had just wept sat on the balcony with one leg bent and a cigarette between his long fingers. The red scarlet was accompanied by his smoking action. The smoke circle was rising and blowing in the air.

The door of the balcony rang. Yannian came in with two bottles of yogurt and handed one to him.

Jiangbeiyuan didn't reach for it. He frowned at the first time and took off his coat to cover her.

"It's cool at night. Don't stay here. What to do if you have a cold?"

"It's OK. I have your coat."

Yannian sighed and sat down beside him.

Jiangbeiyuan's long index finger flicked the ash. He was about to put out the cigarette butts, but Yannian held his big hand.

"Just smoke once if you want, I know you're in a bad mood."

“……”

Jiangbeiyuan still put out the cigarette end.

"Passive smoking is not good for pregnant women."

"Well As a matter of fact, you know, I have suspected several times that you are not your mother's own son. "

Yannian smiled softly.

"You see, you are so gentlemanly and refined. You are so excellent and capable. Your mother's person is unreasonable and unruly. Sometimes she is really like a shrew. She feels that you have nothing in common with each other, and she even wants to find someone to bump me before..."

Said, the words read a meal.

"Seriously, I hate her and I won't forgive her, but I never wanted her to die."

The pale face of Pei Jinling appeared in Yan Nian's mind.

It was the last time she saw Pei Jinling.

Her haggard face, thin figure, like a piece of paper, between the eyebrows and eyes revealed a kind of pathological.

At that time, she was thinking about jiangbeiyuan, so she didn't think much about it.

Has she been ill since then?

"Speak and read. Take good care of Beiyuan! My son also needs attention. "

This is Pei Jinling's last words to her.

"I don't need you to say I know that my husband will take good care of me," she said at the time

My heart was aching.

How can we know that it was forever.