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When Mu Ran closed his eyes, his mother's resentful and furious gaze appeared in his mind. It was as if a sharp knife was slicing his skin time and time again. She grudgingly asked him, "Xiao Ran, how can you dance in that place?"

Then, in the next second, her mother's gentle face suddenly changed completely. She turned into a pair of hideous big hands that viciously pawed at her neck. She woke up in despair, feeling like she was suffocating.

The big hand around her shoulder accentuated her nightmare, and she flung it away in disgust. She fell back into a deep sleep on the bed, but after a while she woke up sweating again, and he followed her again, worried.

Just like that, he had been tormented by her for the entire night without sleeping. It wasn't much better for her. It wasn't until the early hours of the morning that she finally fell asleep, but he was no longer sleepy. He got up, put on his clothes, and left her with a room full of silence.

Perhaps it was because Gu Mo Cheng was by her side that she was able to keep having nightmares. Since when did he, Gu Mo City, become a woman's nightmare?

With a self-deprecating smile, he stepped into the morning mist.

The next day, Mu Wenwen woke up to the warm sunlight which was no longer by his side. The summer sun was a bit hot, but after passing through the thick curtains, the remaining warmth was just enough to warm her skin.

She got up and tidied herself up. Her feet still hurt a bit, but it wasn't too bad that it affected her walking. Perhaps she should thank him for kneading her legs so that the bruises would disappear.

After hesitating for a long time, she called Lin Wen Cheng. She had no other intentions but to give him some comfort at this time. Most importantly, her blessing at this time might completely cut off his thoughts of divorce.

She didn't know why, but she was now able to face Lin Wencheng with such a tranquil attitude. She once felt pain just hearing his name, but now she could smile and bless him. As it turned out, time and a new relationship were great healing medicines.

At the very least, she had now guaranteed a small life and a complete home. Lin Wen Cheng wasn't such a heartless person, but Mu Lingfeng had firmly grasped this weakness of his.

Lin Wen Cheng's voice was filled with fatigue, but it still contained a trace of suppressed joy. After harming her like that, he had never expected that she would take the initiative to call him.

"Brother Wen Cheng, I'll wait for you at the back mountain of the orphanage!"

She softly said as she laid on the soft couch in her attic and looked out at the crystal clear sky.

"Xiao Yan — you!"

Lin Wencheng was so excited that she was at a loss for words. For a moment, she was somewhat sad, but in the end she could only calmly say:

"Brother Wen Cheng, don't misunderstand, I just hope that you can relax!"

Without waiting for Lin Wen Cheng to say anything, she hung up the phone and walked towards the orphanage.

It was summer, and the mountain behind the orphanage was covered with green. To her, it was more desolate than the yellow of autumn.

Here... It carried them through all the sweet years of their lives, from when she was five years old to when they broke apart at the age of eighteen.

At that time, at the age of five, because of the pain of losing her mother, she was filled with rejection towards everything in the orphanage. Even though Uncle Heng was kind and kind to her, she still felt sad.

On that day when Uncle Heng led him to stand in front of her, she raised her eyes to look at him timidly. His face was filled with a brilliant smile, and she knew that he was the boy who often went to that house to tease her.

The tiny body shrank back, and when he was only ten years old, he stubbornly put his hand on her shoulder. His voice was warm, like a beautiful song, and even now, when she thought about it, she still felt a warm feeling in her heart.

He said, 'Xiao Yan, let me take care of you from now on. Then he smiled and extended his hand towards her. She blinked her guarded eyes as she looked at him hesitantly. Her small hand was tangled behind his back for a long time before she carefully reached out and placed it on his palm, handing over her happiness to him.

And he did not let her down, bringing her endless warmth and sunshine. She gradually walked out from the pain of losing her mother, gradually feeling that the world was actually quite beautiful.

But after all, he was the second son of the Lin Family. It was not proper for him to come to the orphanage all day long to find a little girl. Lin Youde began to control him, and they met less and less.

That day, it was as if he had secretly ran out and held her hand as he anxiously told her, "Xiao Yan, I will get Uncle Mu and the others to bring you back. Wait for me!"

A few days later, Mu Yunhai brought along Mu Wanjing to bring her back. Of course, the ones welcoming her were the resentful gazes of Mu Lingfeng and Mu Xiyan, but at that time, she could no longer be bothered with them.

Afterwards, later on, he accompanied her through the ten years from the age of eight to eighteen, accompanied by her from a young and tender girl to a slim and graceful girl, and then after that … The fall of that snowy night.

She didn't want to remember those ten years of time anymore. If they had already cultivated to the positive fruit, then those memories would be the sweet candy. Now that they were like this, remembering would only make her feel bone-piercing pain, and she often thought about how there was no medicine in this world called forgetting.

The back mountain was not a real mountain. It was just a small hill behind the orphanage that was above the ground. She and Lin Wencheng had called it the back mountain.

Lin Wen Cheng was already waiting there, leaning his tall body against the thick tree, as he had done so many times before, waiting for her with a gentle smile. Now he was leaning quietly with his head tilted back and his eyes closed, the sunlight shining through the gaps in the leaves and dappling his haggard face.

Now that she took another step towards him, they were separated by thousands of miles. Her steps were heavy as if they were filled with lead. Plus, her sprained ankle was a little inconvenient, so she was exhausted after a short distance.

Lin Wencheng opened his eyes and tried his best to look fresh and calm as he noticed that she was walking towards him. He put away the exhaustion on his face.

"Xiao Yan, you're here!"

She didn't say anything. She just took out the colorful candy that she had been carrying behind her back and handed it to him.

"In the past, when I was feeling sad, you would use this to coax me. When you said that you would eat this, no matter how bitter you were, it would be diluted and become incomparably sweet!"

Under the bright sunlight, the multi-colored round candy emitted a dazzling light. It stung Lin Wencheng's eyes, and it was a stark reminder of the sweet and sweet love between them.

He did not pick up the candy, but suddenly covered his face and whimpered. A 25-year-old man was squatting in the middle of a large patch of green, crying helplessly like a child. He must have been criticized repeatedly by the Lin Family for his divorce.

She stood there at a loss of what to do. She remembered that this man had always been standing behind her to protect her. Now that he had lost his composure and was crying, she suddenly didn't know how to comfort him.

To be able to cry like this, it must be because he had to suffer too much pain and sadness. It was said that a man's tears didn't come easily, it was because he wasn't sad yet.

After a long while, Lin Wencheng wiped away the tears on his face and stood up to hug her tightly. He hugged her with all his might, as if he wanted to embed her within his body. That way, he would finally be able to have her.

He stroked her black hair that was like a waterfall. His voice was full of bitterness.

"Xiao Yan, I really regret bringing you back to the Mu family from here! "If you hadn't returned to the Mu family, you wouldn't have broken into the Mu family's living room that day, wouldn't have been chosen by that man, and wouldn't have become his wife. You would still be my little princess!"

Mu Yurou did not reject his hug. She just let him hug her like that. Let this hug be the final farewell, she said softly.

"Brother Wen Cheng, perhaps this is fate. We can stubbornly go against the Lin and Mu Families, but we can't change our fates no matter what!"

If it wasn't for Lin Youde's incident, if it wasn't for Mu Lingfeng's paranoia, if that man hadn't appeared in the Mu family … For example, if everything could be repeated, how great would that be …

But unfortunately, everything had changed.

She struggled slightly to push him away, but he quickly let go of her. He had always valued her feelings like this, never willing to let her feel a tinge of sadness. He was unlike that man, who would only let her go when she was in so much pain that she couldn't bear it anymore.

She and that man were like two pieces of hard stone, each time they clashed, they would not stop until their heads were bleeding. For example, last night, she had to wait until he forced her to cry before reluctantly throwing two words at her.