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Chapter 70 Boshin Day, A Stingy Devotee (3)

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    Zhong Chumian poured a glass of water and handed it to Yu Wanfeng.

    She drank it down, and said leisurely: "I don't understand, they have a bad relationship, why don't they get a divorce. I don't care whether I will become a child of a single-parent family, I care whether we are happy or not."

    Suddenly the tone was low: "Is marriage so helpless? Two people make do with each other, even though they are beating and scolding, they refuse to let go?"

    "Xiao Wan," Zhong Chumian approached her, "There is a sentence that you should listen to."

    "What?"

    "If a man hits you, no matter how much you love him, don't be with him."

    Zhong Chumian's words were serious.

    Yu Wanfeng smiled: "If someone hits me, I'll knock him out and kick him flat. With him? Dreaming."

    He spoke as he spoke, and clenched his fists tightly, creaking.

    Turning to look at Zhong Chumian, her gaze was like a knife's edge: "Will you hit me in the future?"

    Zhong Chumian: ""

    Yu Wanfeng realized that the question was ambiguous, so she quickly removed the subject: "Well I just want to say that it would have been fine if my parents hadn't been married. My father has gained freedom and can pursue his ideals and his love.  .Mom will have a completely different life"

    These things are not shady secrets. Since she has made a decision to abduct Zhong Chumian and keep her by her side for the rest of her life, she naturally wants to let him know about these things.

    She is willing to share joy and pain with the person she likes.

    Zhong Chumian heard her talking about these things, got up, refilled the glass of boiled water for her, and handed it back to her.

    She drank it down.

    After talking too much, crying again, my voice is a little hoarse.

    "Xiaowan, what you're talking about is just another possibility. Even if your parents weren't married at the time, it may not be a good result. Maybe your father will still be depressed and drink all day long. Your mother may encounter other difficulties,  I still wash my face with tears all day long."

    "We can't even tell what will happen in the future. It's like, last week you were thinking about watching "Detective Chinatown" during the Chinese New Year, but you didn't expect that there would be such an epidemic.  Can't get out."

    "So, what we can do is not to correct the past, but to plan for the future."

    Zhong Chumian uttered a profound sentence.

    He stared at Yu Wanfeng, remembering the past that he also wanted to correct.

    In many late nights, he missed her on the other side of the ocean, and he couldn't touch her. He would always think that if he hadn't left with his biological father at the beginning, or, before leaving, he had bravely revealed his feelings to her, at least one or two would have been left behind.  Contact information, then these six years, will there be a different kind of excitement?

    If it weren't for this epidemic, he might not have had the courage to come here just like that, appear in front of her majestically, and let her "pretend" to be his girlfriend shamelessly.

    What he relied on was that they were trapped here because of the epidemic. She couldn't escape, and she couldn't drive him away.

    So I became more courageous.

    Yu Wanfeng chatted with Zhong Chumian so much, the tears were gone, but the eyes were swollen, squinting a pair of eyes, looking at Zhong Chumian beside him, suddenly sighed, yes, how to correct the past?

    Only the future is what they can imagine now.

    Yu Wanfeng smiled at Zhong Chumian: "Who said I want to watch "Detective Chinatown"? I want to watch "‡åMom", and I also want to watch "Chinese Women's Volleyball"."

    Zhong Chumian looked at Yu Wanfeng seriously, marveling at her ability to distract the topic.

    Yes, it used to be like this.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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