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I held the child while Ming Yu helped me pack, and they got on the nanny carriage that Jiang Yu drove over.

We did not speak a word along the way. I looked out the window weakly as Jiang Yu would occasionally play with his children.

The child did not resist him and would even call him father. It seemed that he had been very good with the child all this time.

I didn't say anything to him and the kid, who was not just mine, but also his. This was a natural relationship between father and son.

It was a long drive, and he drove us directly to the airport.

I looked at him in surprise. He didn't say anything. Instead, he gave me two tickets.

I didn't say anything, just carried the kid on the plane with my ticket. As long as he could keep his promise, there wasn't much to say about where we lived.

A year passes quickly.

After two hours of flight, we arrived at our destination.

After getting off the plane, there was also a special car that delivered him.

Maybe it was because I had already guessed what life would be like in the future, so I didn't have any expectations.

I closed my eyes and tried to rest as the car drove on. It was a smooth ride, and I didn't think much about it.

After a while, the baby woke me up and I opened my eyes. I was there.

I got out of the car, not paying attention to my surroundings, but when I drove my luggage to the door, I realized how familiar the scenery was!

I looked back at Jiang Yu in surprise. He smiled without saying a word.

"This house …"

Of course, this couldn't be my old house. Ming Yu already owned the old house, and if it was my own home, I would definitely recognize the scenery along the way.

"Do you like it? I think for a long time it would be better to make our future home look like it is, but after thinking about it, you are a person who loves the old, so it's better if everything goes as it should. "

He smiled. But only I know how hard it is to make the landscape look like it used to! This was something that was almost impossible to accomplish!

"I remember that you said that you designed all the previous houses, including the furniture. I think that you would only feel comfortable if you lived in a place that you designed, so … Come in and take a look. "

I looked calm on the surface, but my heart was pounding. I calmed my heart and slowly carried my suitcase inside.

But as soon as I reached the entrance, I was stunned.

The whole house, including the north facing south, was exactly the same as the place they used to live!

I looked back at him, and she smiled as she held the suitcase close to the room. I'd forgotten to wear my shoes, and I was sitting barefoot on the floor, the cold on the floor reminding me that all of this was not a dream.

I walked slowly into the room, the studio that connected it to the cloakroom, the bathroom, even the big bed I knew so well …

All of a sudden, I don't know how to describe my feelings at this moment!

"Qianqian …" As you know, this house is on the third floor, so I built a roof garden for you on the top floor, which is very spacious, and even made a family pool for you and the kids. Although this is a little bit different from what it used to be, I think you'll like it. "

I suddenly remembered. I had told him before that I wanted to have a garden and a swimming pool of my own in the future …

I put the baby down, this is where we're going to live for a year...

where you live for a year...

Thinking about this, I smiled wryly again. It was precisely this place that was acting like this. So what if it was my previous home? After all, everything was fake!

No matter how much they resembled each other, it was impossible for them to return to the past!

At this thought, my heart suddenly filled with grief.

However, Jiang Yu didn't notice at all that he was like a child who had just received a reward. He pulled me along and ran to the top of the building to let me see how much of a garden he had built for me …

I looked at the roof garden he had designed himself. It was beautiful, like living in a fairy tale.

"Do you like it?"

He looked at me as if he wanted to drown me in it.

I nodded.

"Alright, I'm tired now too. I want to rest."

I didn't have much to say, so I went straight back to my bedroom and lay down to rest.

I closed my eyes, but I couldn't sleep.

It was a familiar touch, and everything felt so peaceful, but I knew that all of this peace was artificially forged. The places that didn't belong to me didn't belong to me after all.

I know I won't be here for long.

Since that was the case, he should control his emotions. There were some people who were destined not to leave anything behind, since they could not promise anything.

Jiang Yu was in the living room playing with the kids, and I was enjoying the rare quietness.

I've thought about a lot of things, and everything that's happened these days is like a dream.

I had resisted myself a thousand times, but I failed.

As for his offer to live with me for a year, I could have refused.

Because even if I refuse, it doesn't matter. I still have the capital to negotiate with him.

But I didn't.

Perhaps in my own mind I was thinking of a suitable ending for this unsettled feeling.

Slowly I got up from the bed, opened the door a crack, and looked through it at him and the child in the living room.

It was a scene I had imagined countless times four years ago.

Before these things happen, I really want to have a home with him, with a child like this.

The three of us lived our own little lives.

But now … Everything seemed to have come true, but why was my heart still in such pain?

I think, even if I do not want to admit it, you can never deny it, in my heart of hearts, so deep, love him.

I closed my eyes and forced myself into the big bed. I didn't want to think about all these trivial things!

Ye Qianya!

What's wrong with you! Have you forgotten all the pain he has inflicted on you because of all the favors he has given you?!

It was he who repeatedly pushed you into the abyss of despair, it was he who repeatedly took your life!

He is like a poppy, and as soon as you approach him, you will lose your life in the mind of the poem he has bewitched.

I care about my life.

I know, I can't play.

I covered my face with the pillow, not wanting to let my tears flow.

He didn't know why, but he couldn't control some things …

I sighed and got up from the bed. I opened the door and looked at the father and son playing in the living room. I reluctantly smiled.