Chapter 550

"Come on, come on You can help me as your trash can, what do you want to say, your grievances, your uneasiness You can tell me all about it. Don't be so hard on yourself. " Yun Weiyang felt a little bad in his heart and couldn't help saying

this way.

Many of her friends, the arrogant and domineering Xiao Jiu, the reformed Xiao Qinglan, even the original Shen Yanqi, are not as distressing as Chen wanwan.

Chen wanwan holds chopsticks and her back is slightly stiff. She lowers her head. Her head covers most of her face, making it hard to see what her expression is.

After a while, she raised her head, clear eyes, now full of pain, she looked at Yun Weiyang, very seriously asked: "Miss Yun, do you really want to listen?"

Maybe it's because she's been suffering for too long, or she's been suffering too much recently, or she's vulnerable when she's sick

She wanted to tell another person about the pain she had been suppressing for so many years.

She thought that the person would be Hanchen. She solemnly handed over her life to him and gave him all her life without reservation

Yun Weiyang nodded almost without any hesitation, "well, don't worry, I won't tell anyone. It belongs to the secret between you and me." Chen wanwan was silent for a while, then he said: "when I was very young, my parents divorced. My mother worked very hard and worked hard. Later, she died suddenly on the way home. After that, I was alone. My father formed a family and he didn't care about me. He just gave me a sum of alimony and told me not to go to him. In fact, I didn't want to go to him I secretly went to him many times, but I just hid far away and watched him with his younger brother,

with a smile on his face.... " "My father, who should have protected me in the world, gave all his love to another person. I knew that my father would not come back. From that time on, I began to be afraid of contact with people. I was always alone, reading, eating and sleeping. Gradually, I got used to this kind of life. When someone asked me, I only knew that It's a cold refusal. I don't want to spend time with them, and I don't want to be alone in the end. When people don't have it, they will only feel lonely, but once they have it, they will lose it It will hurt. " "When I was 19 years old, my father came to me. My young father in my memory suddenly seemed to be several decades old, even his hair was white. He smoked a lot that day, and I knew that he came to me not because he missed me,

nor because he felt guilty for ignoring me for so many years, but because my half brother was ill and needed a transplant Part of the bone marrow, he almost knelt down to beg me, but at that time, I suddenly feel dead "He didn't protect me for a day, but asked me to return it to him. I didn't love or hate him. I just felt that my heart was dead, and I agreed to transplant bone marrow. I was lying in the hospital bed, thinking of my mother's cold bed at that time. Was she lonely and painful at that time, so I hated the hospital After the operation, I left the hospital, changed my phone card, changed my residence, and never contacted him again "In this way, I live peacefully and always make a living by drawing comics. I don't have to go to work or contact people. I think this kind of life is very good. If it wasn't so coincident that day, I might spend the rest of my life in this way, no sorrow, no joy, no anger, no anger. Unfortunately, I met him."

Chen wanwan said here, suddenly stopped, from beginning to end, her tone is very calm, calm to describe other people's lives. A moment later, she continued: "it was a long night. After I finished my painting, I went to a nearby convenience store to buy food. I met a few gangsters in the alley. I thought I was doomed. If that was the case, maybe I would have died that long night But sometimes I think, why didn't I die in that long night, why did I survive... " "Those little gangsters surrounded me. At this time, he suddenly appeared. He appeared like all the heroes in TV dramas. He saved me and I saved him. After the little gangster's knife was cut down, I reached out to block the

knife Here it is. This scar will probably never get better. "

Chen wanwan said, pulling open his sleeve, revealing a ferocious and ugly scar. The scar is very long, with some red color. It should be fresh flesh.

Yun Weiyang looks at the scar and thinks about how she felt at that time. She defends that knife for that man without hesitation.

This scar, like that person, may be forever imprinted on her. "After I was cut, when I woke up, I was already at his home. He took care of the wound for me, saw my pain, and said that he wanted to send me to the hospital. But at that time, I was so stupid that I felt as long as I stayed by his side. No matter how deep the wound was, it would not hurt. He didn't drive me away. He said that I could live. At that time, I thought he was also interested in me Yes, I even think that he might like me a little bit... " "I'm not used to living in other people's homes. I know that I should leave there, but I just can't leave. If he doesn't say it, I won't take the initiative to mention it. We are living under the same roof. He's very busy. He's hardly at home during the day, and he'll come back very late at night. Sometimes he won't even come back. I don't know what he's doing Well, just keep at home, carefully asked when he would come back, at that time, I feel sillyI'm like his new wife, taking care of his life, taking care of him All my life. " "If it wasn't for him getting drunk that night, if it wasn't for him calling out another person's name when he owned me, I might I was still deceiving myself. Only then did I know that it was all my wishful thinking. That feeling was worse than death... " "Later, the woman came to me and asked me what it was like to be her stand in. She took the money and asked me to leave him, but she didn't know that without the joy of self deception, what qualification would I have to stay with him? He never belongs to me. The only reason why I am qualified to stay in his home is that I have a face that is somewhat similar to his sweetheart.... "