Chapter 1096: She Cried

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A quiet little village.

There are only occasional bird calls and frog croaks at night, without the noise of a big city.

This night He Xiyan slept on the big wooden bed she was familiar with. This wooden bed was bought by Jiahang when she came to Mangshan Village.

She slept on this bed on her first night here.

It was still the same bed, and even the quilt had the most familiar smell to her.

The last time she slept here was more than three months ago.

It's only been 100 days, but things have changed.

She didn't know if she would come to this little village again in the future, or if she would see the folks and friends here again, but she knew that this was the last time she spent a quiet night here.

It was already two o'clock in the morning, and He Xiyan still had her eyes open. Looking at the window, looking at the curtains blown by the breeze.

The moonlight shone through the window, casting a shallow white shadow on the ground.

Suddenly, she blew her nose again, then pulled out a tissue from the bedside and wiped her tears and even snot.

She cried, and had been crying for a long time. Without looking in the mirror, she knew how haggard she was at the moment, and her eyes should be red and swollen.

Jiahang respected her very much. After she said she wanted to sleep alone in this room, he went to another room to make a bed and mat. There was a hall between the two rooms.

He Xiyan still remembered that when she first came here, she also lived alone in this big room, and Jiahang lived in the second bedroom on the left.

At that time, the house had not been renovated. This room was only painted with a thin layer of cement, but compared with the room where Jiahang lived, this room was much better. It was clean, with a ceiling, and even the furniture was newly bought, while that room was very simple, with only a desk and a one-meter-wide wardrobe.

At that time, Jiahang had not recovered his memory. He could not speak. Every day, he would smile innocently like a child. What he feared most was that he would not want to eat, and that he would secretly run away and leave him. At that time, she only did some housework at home every day, and also made some agricultural products such as chopped peppers to sell to farmers. Jiahang never asked her to work in the fields, fearing that she would be tired and afraid that she could not get such a hot sun.

He Xiyan wiped her eyes again, and her palms were wet after just one wipe.

She didn't understand why she was so sad, as if something was taken out of her body.

The past scenes replayed in her mind, like a movie.

And she didn't know at this time that in another room.

Chen Jiahang also couldn't sleep all night. What echoed in his mind were the words she said at night. She said a lot of words, and those words all meant the same thing, persuading him, persuading him to give up her, persuading him not to cling to her anymore.

And he could see that she was very painful when she said these words, and this pain was no less than his own.

She said that she wanted to see him get married and have children, and see the happiness and beauty he had seen.

She said that she didn't want to delay herself.

She also said that he was pestering her like this to make her suffer and to make her choose between her child and herself.

(Yan Yan, if this is really what you want, I will agree to it.)

Chen Jiahang took a deep breath and pursed his lips tightly.

He looked at the moonlight outside the window, and in the blink of an eye, two tears flowed down the corners of his eyes and fell on the pillow.