Chapter 479

"Weiming, you sent me a letter of parting. I was ill for a long time. When I woke up, I heard that you took your fiancee to study abroad." Huo Wanyan's tone is full of grievances.

Jian Weiming held her hand tightly, "Wanyan."

Jian Weiming looks at her affectionately and painfully.

After a short silence, they both shed painful tears at the same time.

At the beginning, in order to force them to break up, they did not hesitate to use deception.

Jian Weiming was cheated to go abroad and learned that Huo Wanyan got married and kept their agreement.

Huo Wanyan is cheated to break up and get married in anger, and then has been living in resentment.

Once the youth, dazzling one is thirty-five years, meet again, they have retreated that year's green and childish, the body is full of years of traces.

Huo Wanyan hated and resented all her life. In the end, she was cheated by a lie.

She hates, she hates.

"Why don't you come to me? Can you do well without me? " Huo Wanyan tried to mention it.

Jian Weiming reached out and wiped her tears, "blame me, blame me."

At that time, it was learned that Huo Wanyan was married, and Jian Weiming wanted to go back to China as if she was crazy. However, her family told him that if she could not be happy, she should not be disturbed. When you two are together, neither of our families will bless you.

He thought she had found someone to take care of her, so he chose to let go. However, after letting go, he has been persistent in waiting.

From the beautiful boy to the Huajia.

"Weiming, I hate you so much." Huo Wanyan eyes hard at Jane Weiming, afraid that a careless, he will disappear the same.

"Wanyan, the past is over. Thank God, we can meet again. You take good care of yourself. I'll take you out of here. We'll never be apart again. "

Will never be separated?

Jian Weiming's eyebrows and eyes are still the same. She still remembers his original appearance.

"Wei Ming, am I dreaming?"

Jian Weiming stretched out his hand and squeezed her face, "fool."

With that, Huo Wanyan's tears flowed more wantonly, and she was more aggrieved.

Her Weiming, her Weiming, had been waiting for her for thirty-five years, but she had hated him for thirty-five years.

Everyone should know that she hates, she resents, but who will love her Weiming.

"Weiming, I'm in pain. Can you hold me again?"

Jane Weiming stood up, slightly shaking her body, stretched out his hands to embrace her.

"I'll hold you and it won't hurt."

"Are you lying to me?"

"No

……

After a long time, Huo Wanyan whispered, "Weiming, I miss you so much."

Jian Weiming kisses the top of her hair and tears slide into her hair.

Huo Wanyan's eyes will not be in my arms forever.

She hated and resented for thirty-five years, and the man she hated and resented lived in a foreign country for thirty-five years with missing her.

Youth, years take time, take away youth, take away is my persistent love for you.

Later, Jian Weiming went abroad with Huo Wanyan's ashes.

Huo Wanyan's behavior style is hateful, but her life is sympathetic.

She changed from a simple, lovely and carefree girl into a cruel and resentful woman, and the pain of this was probably only known by her.

Jian Weiming, from a sunny young man to a white haired boy, he still has no regrets.

When he learned all about Huo Wanyan, he went back to China regardless of her long illness.

When he saw that he was waiting for his lover to die, his heart was filled with great pain.

Over the years, he looked forward to meeting her many times, but he never thought it would be here.

He heard about Huo Wanyan's affairs, and he had nothing but heartache for her.

His little girl, how much injustice will become like this.

For all this, he doesn't hate anyone. The only thing he hates is himself. Why did he just choose to wait?

After Huo Wanyan died, he took care of her long illness and arranged her affairs properly. When everything was arranged, he left safely.

He has been waiting for a long time. He can't wait to be with her.

His little girl is soft and weepy. He was worried that she would be bullied when he got there.

A month later, news came that Jian Weiming died of heart failure. Later, according to his will, Jian Shaodong buried him with Huo Wanyan.

Life can't be together, only death in the same acupoint.

People come and go on the roadside, and people on the bench come and go in a hurry.Some small lovers nestle together, who can remember that there was a young girl here, leaning together, eating sweet ice cream, sweet face.

Blue sky, white clouds, flowers, white shirt, long skirt.

It was still a hot afternoon, the boy secretly ran out, he took the family to bring back chocolate from abroad, and quietly came to the little girl's home.

The little girl sleeps in a short skirt and slippers, showing her lovely little white feet and long braided hair, because of her nap, she is a bit messy.

The little girl's white and tender hands were rubbing her sleepy eyes.

The boy took out a small piece of chocolate and fed it to the girl's mouth, "is it delicious?"

When the fragrant chocolate in the mouth, the little girl sleepy eyes, suddenly came to the spirit, "delicious."

The teenager took out a whole piece and put it into her hand. "Eat more quickly. My father brought back a small box and said that it was Royal special. I brought it all to you."

The little girl took the chocolate and began to eat, a pair of good-looking big eyes squinted contentedly.

The boy still had sweat beads on his forehead. The sweat from his back also soaked his shirt. But when he saw the little girl's contentment, he also laughed.

"You too." The little girl broke a piece, and the boy took her hand and ate it into her mouth.

"Wanyan, I'm going to buy you the best chocolate in the world."

"Oh I like everything you buy. " The little girl had a black mouth.

Young man reached out to help her wipe the corners of her mouth, "greedy cat, don't move, I give you wipe clean, your father saw to say you again."

"All right." The little girl flattened her mouth and let the boy wipe it for her.

After wiping, the little girl said to the boy, "wait here for me."

With that, she ran back.

When he came out again, he had a small bottle of sour plum soup and a small towel in his hand.

"Don't come out at noon in the future. What can I do if I get heatstroke?" The little girl murmured a little discontented.

The little girl had eaten all the chocolate, and then she woke up and took a nap.

She put the sour plum soup bottle into his hand and stood on tiptoe to wipe sweat for the boy. "Well, I'll listen to you."

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