Marriage is long: Mr. Huo spoils his wife too much

I don't have the energy to hate you, and I don't want to see you have a bad life, so, Jin Chen, let's get together and get separated.

I wish you all the best in the future except without my participation.

I will try my best to forget you and start a new life.

"Jin Chen, I don't regret loving you, but now we really should end, Jin Chen, goodbye."

The boy I have loved for so long, goodbye.

Goodbye, forever.

Footsteps sounded outside the door, Qin Suhui leaned over and kissed Jin Chen's brow lightly, a tear fell silently on Jin Chen's face.

Sliding down into his temples, like his own tears.

Qin Suhui paused between his eyebrows for two or three seconds, then quickly got up, and climbed down the window without looking back.

On this side, only I know, this farewell is forever.

The past has passed, don't need to remember it, may you cherish it, forget each other, and don't bother you anymore...

May you be well, and may I be well, no longer tormented by lovesickness.

As I said, from now on, apart from not having each other in life, everything will be there and everything will be fine.

Yes, everything will be fine.

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Jincheng, an apartment in the city center.

In the middle of the night, a solitary lamp was lit in the study, and the orange-yellow wine was like fine glass under the lamp, extremely beautiful.

There are ice cubes inside to keep the wine warm and cold. When you pick it up, the ice cubes collide with the glass, making a crisp sound.

It was already very late at night, Huo Yan's eyes were bloodshot, but he still refused to sleep.

Since Lu Qiao disappeared, he suffered from insomnia, and it was difficult to fall asleep. Sometimes even if he finally fell asleep, he would have nightmares, making him uneasy.

The computer screen emits a faint light, illuminating people's faces pale, like a scene in a horror movie, making people frightened.

Stepping on cotton slippers, Wen Ran walked into the study silently.

On his table, there is a cup of warm milk.

"It's getting late, Ah Yan, don't work so hard, the body is the most important thing, don't stay up late, let's go to rest early."

Ever since Lu Qiao disappeared, Huo Yan never returned to the forest villa.

After Wen Ran was discharged from the hospital, she found that Huo Yan had no intention of moving back, so she followed him to the apartment.

Huo Yan did not express any attitude in comparison, neither agreed nor disagreed, and just let Wen Ran stay.

"No, you go to rest, your body is still recovering, staying up late will hurt your body."

"It's okay, I'll stay with you for a while, anyway, I'm not sleepy now."

Wen Ran said, and sat next to Huo Yan.

From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of Huo Yan's computer screen. He was not dealing with work, but looking for the latest search information about the flight that Lu Qiao was on.

His expression darkened for a moment, "A Yan, it's been half a year, and you still haven't given up looking for Miss Lu, have you?"

The hand that rolled the mouse stopped, and Huo Yan turned his head to look at Wen Ran. A pair of flat glasses were placed on the bridge of his nose, reflecting the light from the computer screen, so he couldn't clearly see the emotions in his eyes.

Wen Ran was a little flustered, and rubbed her palms uneasily, "A Yan, are you against Miss Lu..."

I have no more love.

She didn't dare to say this word, because she was afraid that once she said it, it would become true, and she would not even have a chance to redeem it.

"No." Huo Yan said bluntly: "Lu Qiao saved my life several times, I owe her this, don't think about it."