Chapter 1191: Admit defeat (2)

"An answer a thousand times, 10,000 times, the answer is the same, what emotions can I have in addition to disgusting you? If you are not you, we three, do not have to take so many detours, and we will not be like now. such……"
The sound of the heavy curtains of the curtains came, and it was not difficult to hear the dissatisfaction and emotion.
"A long time ago, you knew that my heart belonged. You forced Wenna away and tied me with marriage. Now you can understand that things that can't be reluctant can't be reluctant. You should have a good life. ""
"I really hate you now, very much, how much love, how much I hate, I really don't want to be reconciled."
Yue Yue thought with a bitter smile. "But even if it is, it can't be done."
"Everything has cause and effect, your own mistakes, always bear, you hate or hate, I don't care. I came over today, just want to tell you, Yue Yusi, something that doesn't belong to you, it is useless to force it. If you are willing to settle on the status quo at the time, it will not be so far. To blame, you will blame you for too much luxury and step on the bottom line of others."
Shen Wenna looked at Yue Yusi indifferently. She didn't seem to want to say too much. She looked at Ximushan and stood up. "I am waiting for you at the car."
"Wenna!"
Ximushan screamed, worried that Shen Wenna thought more.
And Shen Wenna looked at the two men with a gaze and took a step out --
"I have nothing to say."
Shen Wenna left such a sentence, the thin figure quickly disappeared outside the pavilion.
In the pavilion, there was only the curtain mountain and Yue Yusi.
"The people I remember in my heart have always been Wenna. You know this better than anyone else. You acknowledge your contribution to the family, but those are not what I want. I can give up everything and want to come back with her. Still can't explain everything?"
Ximushan took a breath and said.
Yue Yusi only smiled a little sadly. "After Shen Wenna divorced you, I always thought that I had a chance. However, I used my life time to verify that you are a person without feelings, no. It should be said that all your feelings have been given to Shen Wenna."
"I lost, I am wrong."
Yue Yusi has no way not to face up to this answer.
When can you be stubborn?
"From the beginning, you lost. I saw Wenna from the first sight, I already... I believe I can be firm against her."
"But, I am also firm against you..."
Yue Yue thought that she was 'unswerving' in the four words, but the latter word could not spit out. She did not forget that her body had indeed betrayed him because of the cruelty of the revenge of the observatory, and she did not know how many times. ......
"You know that Xinyi’s situation is being ruined by you. Summer night is no longer a concern. I hope that you can face the present situation. The resentment between us does not affect children. I hope they are sisters. Everyone is well, all things are here with a terminator."
"Is it safe? Can she still be well? She is just like me, almost lost everything."
Yue Yusi’s eyes are unusually complicated.
She does not know what attitude she should use to treat Xi Xinyi, her biological daughter, and the only daughter...
Those who hurt people are not echoing in their ears. Now that the relationship between mother and daughter has eased, some cracks will never be remedied once they are created.
"She is different from you, she is still young, not too late."
Said Ximushan, "She is your daughter."
Yue Yusi smiled and said, "It is also your daughter."
"Yes, so I hope she can have a good time too, and summer nights are the same."
Ximushan took the hand and stood, watching Yue Yusi, "Now, you should regret the original choice?"
"What is the use of regret? I know that today, I may not choose to meet you. I hate Shen Wenna, hate that she can hold you with little effort, and I..."
Yue Yusi’s eyes showed some tears.
But now, I can only accept my life, so I will not bless you!

"Just do it, as long as you think you can be better, if you have a next life, don't meet me anymore."
Ximushan finally dropped a few words and walked out of the pavilion.
Yue Yusi’s repressed crying sound...
Everything is over, maybe, this is the real end.
I don't know how long I have been crying, I feel that my shoulders are warm, a light-colored coat has been put on her shoulders. She turned around and looked at her, and found that Xi Xinyi did not know when she stood behind her.
"Xinyi--"
Yue Yusi trembled a little, and some of his sadness was hard to blame.
Xi Xinyi looked cold and faint, looking at the tearful tears of Yue Yusi, his eyes filled with complexity.
"Now, you should die."
Xi Xinyi said.
Yue Yusi cried and smiled. "From the time I met him, my heart has not lived. Maybe people are so guilty. The more they get, the more they want. I tried hard, but it was useless... ...he is right. This is a matter between the three of us. There is no need to affect your summer night. It is my mind that is too narrow and misleading. I know that you are living very hard now, and you will not want to It’s a good thing to go to summer nights, you can live together peacefully, or you can be well.

Are you safe?
Peaceful coexistence?
Xi Xinyi listened to these words and couldn’t help but smile--
These things, to do it, seem to be really difficult.
She also thought about how to save Han Yifeng, how to return to her son's side...
Mu Dust, how can you help me?
Xi Xinyi did not know why, she was willing to believe in Mu Chenchen. On him, she seemed to see something of hope, especially the order that she received the order to let her work with Qi Lei.
She knows that her chance is coming!
"I still care about yourself. I don't have to take care of you."
Xi Xinyi responded.
Yue Yu thought bitterly and smiled, and no longer said anything. The special guards who came over to the front came to wave, and the special care soon came over and pushed forward.
......
A few days of sunnyness added a bit of heat to the air, and even the air was a little muddy.
It was not until a happy rain fell, the air was refreshed and clean, and people seemed to be a little more spiritual.
On the edge of the window sill of Debaozhai, the oriental stream cloud habitually lies in the wicker chair, and the hand is looking at an ancient book in a leisurely manner. The rain outside the window is still pattering, and the whole Debaozhai is quiet. abnormal.
I don't know how long it took, and suddenly there was a sound of a bead curtain colliding outside the door...