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"Originally, everything was tolerable, but later on the woman gave birth to a son. People like my father are like the typical son who values his son more than his daughter, how nice is his son, being able to help him with his work, also being able to make money, even being able to support him when he's old, in comparison, I was simply a joke. So my condition gets worse and worse every day. Finally, one day, I couldn't take it anymore, so I secretly took the tens of dollars the woman had left in the drawer, got on the taxi and came to Han Cheng. "

I omitted a lot of these words, about my state of mind, about my thoughts at the time, I did not say, I felt that there was no need to say these words to him, only to show my weakness.

I shook my head and said, "Not really. This place has at most witnessed the beginning of a life. It's just that coming here will only hurt our feelings. As for me not wanting to remember. Actually, there really isn't much to say about memories here. "

I said in amusement, "This matter has been going on for such a long time. I don't remember much. Besides, I've already said that this place is easy to be affected by the situation …"

But now, standing here, I'm not so sad. If he had been sad before, it was because he had recalled his own memories and was no longer the same as before. Just by standing at this place, he could feel a strong sense of sorrow.

Maybe it's because Jin Zicheng is currently by my side, causing me to feel that I'm not alone. Although this kind of thinking might be self-deceiving, I still couldn't help but think this way.

Jin Zicheng didn't continue with the topic, he only stood there, quietly looking into the distance. I followed his gaze, but I didn't know if I was looking at the willow tree, or the magnificent river behind the willow tree.

I didn't say anything. I just stood there like him, silently. Perhaps the air was suddenly quiet, but at this moment, I felt the surrounding wind, gently blowing on my face, blowing on my hair. Like a lover's hand, gently caressing my face.

After a while, he suddenly approached me, hugged me from behind, rested his chin on my shoulder, and whispered my name into my ear.

I jumped in fright, as if I had been possessed. I didn't push him away or even struggle.

He spoke softly and unexpectedly brought about a somewhat gentle aura, causing me to suspect if I was still living in a dream. Even Jin Zicheng had started to feel gentle?