Chapter 892

"Fear of loss, and you'll never get anything."

Jiang Muye's voice was clear and low: "the tighter you hold some things, the faster you lose them. But if you lose them, it means that they are not yours. In the short decades of life, it is much more important to grasp the things in your hands than to chase the things that do not belong to you."

Lin Zheng pondered for a moment: "second master, I understand."

"Husband, you're here to poison the chicken soup with Lin Zheng." An Xiaochen gave an encouragement to Lin Zheng: "Lin Zheng, for happiness, we should strive for it. Come on, you are the best!"

Jiang Mu Ye frowned and took an's little shoulder: "I'll give you a chance to say it again. Who is the best? Well

An Xiaoxiao immediately speechless: "you also eat the vinegar of the forest administration."

Seeing Jiang Muye's handsome face approaching infinitely, in public, in order to avoid embarrassment, an Xiaoxiao makes a decisive compromise.

"You are the best, you are the best, my husband is the best husband in the world!"

"Well." Jiang Mu Ye nodded with satisfaction, but his lips still fell on an's small forehead: "darling, I love you."

An Xiaoxiao

fool!

Looking at Jiang Muye and an Xiaoxiao, who had experienced twists and turns and finally got happiness, Lin Zheng suddenly understood.

Love is a long stream, you love me, those vigorous and passionate to the end or will return to the ordinary.

This kind of love in ordinary life is the best appearance of love.

He accompanied Yan Huan through the wandering, but it was not her choice to return to the plain, since she had made the decision, there bless her.

So he picked up his mobile phone and dialed back Yan Huan's mobile phone number decisively.

Half an hour later, in a cafe in Jinghai, Yan Huan and Lin Zheng sat opposite each other, while Qin Feng chose a window seat to read the magazine.

Lin Zheng orders a latte for Yan Huan. The warm touch makes Yan Huan feel a little relieved. Looking at the man opposite, she is full of guilt and gratitude.

"Lin Zheng, first of all, I want to thank you." Yan Huan said slowly: "in my most difficult and helpless time, you are by my side."

Lin Zheng said, "you're welcome. I'm very happy to meet you."

Yan huanmo said: "I know what you mean to me, but my choice is to escape, so I'm sorry."

Lin Zheng shook his head: "it doesn't matter."

The little woman on the opposite side is full of clear and handsome, red lips and white teeth, mild features, slightly different from when he first met.

At that time, the first snow fell, her eyebrows and eyes are indifferent and alienated, although people often smile, but it always gives him an indescribable pain.

It seems that she is drinking a cup of bitter wine every day, and it is more and more difficult for her to let go.

Now, seeing her sipping a little bitter coffee, she adds calmness and happiness to her eyebrows, and seems to have given up the bitter wine of life.

This is probably the credit of Qin Feng.

Lin Zheng thought silently.

"Anyway, I'll give you an explanation." Yan huanmo said: "the most important reason why I escape from you and leave Jinghai is that you and I are always in love with each other."

Yan Huan's hand tightly holding the coffee cup, remembering the past, always let her heart rise cold.

"The things I have done, the people I have hurt, the pictures I have deep memories, all of them make me struggle physically and mentally Yan Huan eyes moist: "so sorry, I can only escape."

Lin Zheng's heart pricked with pain, but he still looked at Yan Huan with a smile: "I understand."

"You have seen me too many times, sad, cold, hesitant, cruel, each side is like a thorn deep in my heart."

Yan Huan's voice trembled a little. She could hear that she was trying to suppress her emotion: "even if I tried to pull out the thorn, the scabby wound would still bleed again because of any wind and grass..."

Lin Zheng nodded silently: "I understand."