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To wait for someone in the midst of a chaotic battle was like waiting for a peaceful time in a distant, golden age.

This applies to everyone in the story.

He said that he was going out for a smoke, but when he returned, he didn't smell like smoke at all.

"My mother." Yu Meng pointed at the woman in the photo, "I'll tell you a very coincidental story. The TV series the company is filming, the screenwriter previously said it was based on a completely real story. And this story, is exactly what happened to my mother."

He Mingxuan was shocked, blinking his eyes: "Really?"

He Mingxuan had only heard a little about Yu Meng's mother's story. That was when she was still in Sri Lanka. At midnight, when she was drunk, she pulled at her clothes and cried like she was about to cry. She said that she came here to look for her mother but only found the remaining jade pendant.

This was the second time Yu Meng had mentioned her mother to him.

However, it shocked He Mingxuan.

"Fang Rui told me the story behind the script, I was curious and went to the address of the story, and in the end, I saw this photo."

Yu Meng said with a pleased tone.

"I always thought that my mother died in that war. Only now do I know that she was still alive, alive to the prime of her life, and had even returned home."

At this point, Yu Meng lowered her head and sighed heavily.

"Unfortunately, I forgot about her when she came home."

This was what made Yu Meng most regretful.

He Mingxuan had seen this script before, so he more or less knew about the relationship between all these things.

He patted Yu Meng on the shoulder and comforted her, "It's all in the past now."

Yu Meng nodded.

How could she not know that it was all in the past? Although she already understood and understood everything, there would still be occasional moments where her mind would enter a dead end, a dead end.

Just like now, she suddenly understood a problem.

"Tell me, did my father make a mistake or did my mother make a mistake?"

Yu Mengmeng felt sorry for her father all these years because her father had found a stepmother and she was constantly expressing her dissatisfaction.

He was actually a pitiful old man. He had loved his wife for so many years and wholeheartedly devoted himself to her, but in the end, he had not been able to move her. Instead, he had been betrayed.

This was probably one of the most tragic encounters that happened to a man.

But he was also at fault. He shouldn't have refused his mother when she finally came back, and wouldn't have allowed his daughter to recognize him. No matter how much pain he had experienced in the past, he shouldn't have been so ruthless.

Thinking of this, Yu Meng once again felt that her father was not worth sympathizing with.

As for her mother, however well-founded she might be, she should not abandon her children and her husband, and go away so stubbornly, and fall in love so quickly.

Two words suddenly appeared in Yu Meng's mind.

Serves him right.

She was suddenly frightened by her own thoughts.

He Mingxuan's voice slowly pulled Yu Meng back from her thoughts.

"You and I are not the parties involved, so there's no way for us to truly determine who's right and wrong."

Yu Meng remained silent.

"Besides." He Mingxuan stuffed the photo under Yu Meng's pillow and said, "The things in this world can't be explained with just the difference between right and wrong."

"Ming Xuan." Yu Meng gently grabbed He Mingxuan's hand. "When I first heard these stories from Fang Rui, I didn't know that Wen Lan was my mother.

He Mingxuan also held Yu Meng's hand, and turned it in his palm.

"But when I found out it was my mother …" Yu Meng paused for a moment. "I don't think she's pitiful anymore. In fact …"

She felt that saying it like that was a little bad, but she really did think that way, and didn't want to hide it from He Mingxuan anymore.

"I even thought she hated it."

Just as Yu Meng finished speaking, she asked again, "He Mingxuan, do you think that my thinking is too excessive?"

He Mingxuan smiled and shook his head.

"Not at all."

"That's good." Yu Meng heaved a sigh of relief.

"You are the person in the story, the direct victim of this matter." He Mingxuan said: "Those outside the story are unable to understand the pain of losing their mother, and thus will be moved by this story. And after you have truly experienced that pain, you are qualified to say anything."

Yu Meng sighed.

"Sometimes I wonder why so many things happen to me."

He Mingxuan laughed, "I've thought of this question as well." He said, "Why would I meet you?"

She had almost changed the trajectory of He Mingxuan's life.

"But soon there will be another sentence in my head."

"What do you mean?"

"Thank goodness I met you."

Now, hearing these words, Yu Meng, no longer bothered to scold He Mingxuan with a stern face like he did in the past. Instead, he laughed bitterly.

All the responses were in this bitter pill, they were like needles and pierced into He Mingxuan's heart.

He knew they couldn't go back. They couldn't go back.

No matter how reluctant he was to admit it, it was impossible for him to go back.

This girl had taught him to be brave, to be fearless, to be stubborn in life and death.

Now he had been taught to be sad.

Grief was everything in this world that could not be resisted and was useless.

Yu Meng stayed in the hospital for a few days. The doctor said that her brain recovered very well, but if she used it too much, it would still be painful and she needed to pay careful attention.

Shen Bijun had visited over the past few days, bringing her good-for-nothing son with her. It was a rare occasion that she had only come to see Yu Meng to truly look for her. He wanted to see how she was recovering and see if there was anything else he could help her with. Not a word about helping.

After all, they were a family.

Yu Mengmeng understood many things, including everything at home.

Everyone was in the wrong, and her mistake all these years was that it was too easy to hold on to someone else's fault and not let go.

Shen Bijun only instinctively thought for her son. What she did was what all the mothers of the world wanted to do. When she thought of how she had married Yu Zheng and accompanied him through the most difficult period of time when she had lost her wife, it was unknown how much bitterness and pain she had swallowed.

It was only now that Yu Meng understood why Yu Zheng had tolerated her.

This woman who loved him without hesitation, and this woman who hadn't been patriotic for eighteen years, Yu Zheng's choice, were the choices an adult should make.

As expected, after Yu Meng stopped being overbearing and aggressive, and after her tone and attitude became a lot softer, Shen Bijun started to treat her the same way.

Everyone's mutual.

Before Shen Bijun left, Yu Meng called out to him, took out a credit card and gave it to him.

"I also don't have that much money on hand. This card's quota is very high. You guys can hold on for a while, then I'll think of a way to redeem the house."

Shen Bijun was startled.

Then she shook her head and said no.

This caused Yu Meng to be shocked.

Shen Bijun said: "I came today to check on how you are recovering. Your father is a brute, he doesn't understand what women need, that's why I came to take a look." She smiled as she put the card back on the bedside table, "I understand now, all these years I've been too used to my son, which is why he didn't learn anything and couldn't do anything well. This matter was caused by him, so he has to think of a way to deal with it himself, it's not easy for you, so don't worry about it."

With just a few short sentences, Yu Meng couldn't hold back her tears anymore.

Fortunately, she managed to hold back her tears.

When Shen Bijun left, she called out in a small voice.

"Mother Shen."

As soon as she said it, she regretted it. She felt coy and numb, and prayed that she wouldn't be overheard.

Shen Bijun paused at the door for a moment, then turned around with a very real smile.

"When you're better, get senior Chen to prepare a table of delicious food for you."

"Yes."

All the way, the dream had been cold and rain-beaten, red eyes had also been lonely, as if his heart had died. Yet in the deepest abyss, he saw a warmth that he had once neglected.

There was no such thing as an impossible task. There was only the self that he cared so much about.

Now, with her eyes closed and her head pillowed on a picture of her mother and the porridge her father had brought from the bed, everything was still and quiet. Finally, the wind had stopped, the rain had stopped, and the fog had cleared.

Yu Meng closed her eyes, her calm face twitching slightly.

Everything seemed to be missing something.

She was clear and sure, without him.

Tan Yubai.

Her heart, which had calmed down with great difficulty, began to beat rapidly again. Rather than a heartbeat, Yu Meng felt as if she was twitching.

Gripping pain.

She didn't dare to think about it. She was thinking about it very clearly.

Xiao Hei, the man who had saved her many times in this trip to Sri Lanka, had only faced one fact after kneading together all the evidence.

Little Black was Tan Yubai.

He was the one who killed the fierce tiger's boss. Who knew that after so many years, that crazy guy would still be alive, and would once again seek revenge on Tan Yubai.

There was also another reason, and the most important reason, which was that he was the only one in this world who had to protect Yu Meng regardless of whether she was dead or alive.

Thinking of this, Yu Meng's heart sank.

Thinking about how he was willing to be a hostage for Fang Rui, thinking about how his entire body was covered in blood, and how his wounds were plentiful … Yu Meng's heart ached so much that she couldn't breathe.

How much she missed him, how much she regretted it now.

It was late at night, but Yu Meng couldn't fall asleep no matter how hard she tossed and turned.

Is he still alive? If he's still alive, is he unable to return home? Once he returns home, his identity will be revealed, and the people around him will be dragged into this …

Yu Meng understood Tan Yubai. That sick man, who was able to take care of things on his own, would definitely not implicate anyone.

Thinking of this, Yu Meng suddenly opened her eyes.

She could not go on like this, she had to find Tan Yubai.

At this moment, she was just like the girl from many years ago, who had nothing at all. With just her hot-bloodedness, she was on her way to Sri Lanka.

This time, she was similarly fearless, fearless, and determined to fight for the same man.

However, she was no longer foolish and unprepared.

It was time for her to mature and grow up.