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Auntie arrived half an hour later—I thought she was coming from Z city... When she knocked on the door and came in, Qianli "coaxed" me to sleep, and was trying to coax me to sleep, a little bit of indignation for being disturbed , complained vaguely before hanging up the phone: "I really want you to lie next to me when I wake up tomorrow."

I thought to myself, I will definitely not be able to catch up tomorrow, how about the day after tomorrow?

As soon as my aunt came in, she turned her eyes around the person lying on the bed before greeting me: "I'm sorry to trouble you, Murong."

"No trouble." I replied, stood up, shrugged, and felt the need to explain, "Don't ask me what happened or something, I just explained it to my family, and I don't want to repeat it."

She raised her hands in a sign of surrender, "Say sorry to your family for me, and make amends in person someday!"

"alright."

"This guy...we had a fight...if I hadn't met you, I would have been worried to death." After speaking, he sighed, feeling lonely and helpless.

"Have you quarreled? No wonder," I turned to look at my aunt, "I was crying so hard, it would not be an exaggeration to describe it as washing my face with tears." Then I turned back to look at my aunt. The expression of unbearable pain subsided.

It seems that this quarrel was more serious than I thought.

I was going to leave, but now I can only sit back on the sofa.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

The auntie sighed, walked slowly to the head of the bed and sat down, staring at the face of the man on the pillow, after a while, she turned her head to face me and smiled wryly. "Does Murong still remember my daughter?"

certainly. "Berry."

"Yes. Berry, we adopted her from the orphanage. A few days ago, her real parents came to her and wanted to take her away."

Ah...sad story.I don't know what to answer, words seem weak in many cases.

"Berry, how many years have you been together?"

"It's three years away in two days, and that day is her birthday... the day we brought her home." The aunt closed her eyes, with a self-deprecating arc on her mouth, "Murong, you know how much I wish Her parents are, the kind of very irresponsible people, or villains, are-everything is good, in short, they are people who can't afford to take care of a child in the eyes of others. I hope they abandoned her in the first place The reason is more heartless and more hateful, in this way, we may still be able to fight for the custody of Berry, huh. Very selfish, isn't it?"

"It's okay." I said.It's just selfishness, not to mention selfishness.

"But they're not. They're so good that everyone thinks they're more 'fit' to take care of her than we are, or, in fact, no matter how bad or irresponsible they are, they're more 'qualified' than us in the eyes of others. Take care of her. Right, Murong? We... have no chance of winning."

I am speechless.

I can't understand why two people must have a child when they get together. Xiao Churan and his wife are like this, and so are aunts and aunts. But I understand this. What is easy for most people becomes a luxury for a few people. Helpless, angry, and sad.

The law does not protect us, and the favor is even worse.

"Where's Raspberry, would she like it?" As soon as the words came out of my mouth, I realized what a stupid question it was and almost felt ashamed of myself.Three years, a ten-year-old child, the addition of these two points will not change anything.

"She's just a ten-year-old girl...and, you don't know, how much she looks like her own mother. When we first met, we were all, we and Berry, the three of us were stunned ...It was the first time I understood what good luck makes people do, and I understood at that moment that we are going to lose Berry."

So, my brother, is he going to lose his millet too?Even if he once did something "earth-shattering" for her on New Year's Eve, even if he once solemnly handed half of his beloved toy into her hands, his sadness and sadness could not shake the ending in the slightest.

The aunt suddenly bent down, put her arms on her thighs, covered her face with her hands, and fell into a deep silence.I thought she was crying, but when she straightened up again, there were no tears on her face.

Her pain was so deep, and there was nothing I could do about it.Putting myself in that situation, I'm afraid I'm helpless.But why did they quarrel?

"She thinks I'm going to give up on her like I gave up on Berry."

I don't know why.

"She is my sister in name."

I looked up at her in surprise.

"My parents brought her back from the orphanage when I was ten years old, and she was nine years old."

Ah, so it is.

She didn't look at me, all her eyes were fixed on that person's face, she raised her hand, and combed her long hair scattered on the pillow bit by bit, as if her soul was entangled by these three thousand black hairs.

"How could I? Giving up on her is like giving up my life."

"If possible, I don't want to leave her for a second."

If I could, I wouldn't want to leave her for a second.

I walked out of the room, closed the door, and left those two souls behind me.Walking to the street, looking around the empty streets, I was at a loss for a while.There is some melancholy, many messy thoughts, being alone, and even an illusion of being alone, all of which finally blend into a kind of stubbornness, I want Jian Qianli to be by my side.

I actually thought of her so much.

When I realized this, I felt suddenly enlightened, like a lost ship suddenly seeing a lighthouse in the distance, as long as I headed in that direction without hesitation, I could dock again.

I walked towards the parking lot almost briskly, waited for the valet driver to book a ticket soon, and when I got home, it was already four o'clock in the morning.After sleeping for three hours, I got up to pack my luggage, went to the store to pack it up again, drew a small dry blackboard, then took a taxi to the airport, and got on the plane at [-]:[-].

Sitting in the transit lounge at Dubai International Airport after a nine-hour flight, it took me half an hour to recover from the dizziness and unromantic throbbing that seemed to realize where I was, suddenly and uncontrollably smiled.There are still two hours of waiting and seven hours of flying, but I am like a kid, just for a whisper of love, for a small surprise, I have traveled thousands of miles, and I just came here.

If you are so impulsive and reckless, what should you do if something funny happens?

Probably, also willingly.

When the plane landed in Frankfurt, it was already past nine o'clock in the local night. It took about an hour to take a taxi from the airport to Qianli's residence. I reckoned that she should have returned home even at the time of her study last night.However, the only person who opened the door to greet me was the old landlady with a full head of gorgeous hair.

"Cherry? That child left this morning!" The old man was amiable and enthusiastic, "I miss her all the time, she is such a lovely little girl."

Well, forget it, old man.

"Oh, then can I wait here for her to come back?"

"Not coming back! The course is over, and they went back to China." She seemed to see me stunned, and she added, "Oh, Cherry hasn't gone back yet, she went to London with her boyfriend."

After saying this, her phone rang. She glanced at the notification of the incoming call, let me into the room, motioned for me to sit down first, and then happily answered the phone, not knowing that her words were like a handful of hands. The hammer nailed me in place.

Maybe it was the flight exhausting my energy, maybe it was the exhaustion from the long journey, I stood in a daze for a while, and then slowly raised my heart that had sunk when I was caught off guard.

Boy friend?Thousand pears?

I stood motionless, finally realizing how absurd the combination of those two words was.

Fortunately, the old lady didn't chat for a long time and hung up the phone quickly.

"Boyfriend?" I asked.

The old man's eyes lit up, as if he was thinking of something happy, "That's right! Our handsome young man in Germany, standing together is the right way!" When she said "handsome young man", the old lady raised her hands above her head and Pad the toes.

I immediately thought of Yan Jin.

So I smiled and asked the last question "Did you just say London?"

"Yes, I said I was looking for someone." The old lady replied, looking at the luggage in my hand, "Are you also from China? You are late, do you have a place to stay? Let's take a rest, and I want tea or coffee?"

"Yes, thanks! Don't bother you, I'll call her."

So, I was living on the street.

Eleven o'clock at night, thousands of miles away, in a foreign country.I wandered aimlessly on the streets of Frankfurt, and sat on a bench by the side of the road for a long time.I just feel tired, not angry, not sad.

Jian Qianli, and Yan Jin, went to London to find someone, and lied, deliberately hiding it from me.All that said, it's hard for me not to think of one person.Temporary intention, or long-planned?Studying abroad in Germany is quite sudden, isn't it?

Jian Qianli, am I too used to her?