famous first flash marriage

"Yan Ling, let me tell you again for the last time, you are the one who really killed Ren Feilin - you had an affair with her, it is impossible for the Zhou family to treat her kindly after knowing this, how much she suffered in the Zhou family The cold reception can be imagined, and Zhou Wenjian is not a good quarrel, so he will definitely punch her. Even an outsider like me can think of these things, don't you really know nothing about it?"

"You know it well, but you still haven't severed ties with her, and you even contact her often on purpose to let her hold you tightly like a life-saving straw, but at this time, you left her to go abroad to find your son Go, why is that? Because you are selfish, you only think about yourself."

"The ancients said that you can't have both fish and bear's paws, but you, Yan Ling, don't want to let go of both. You want to have someone like Li Li who has no regrets and no regrets to pay for you, but you also want you to get it without worrying at all. son, you still want Ren Feilin, the woman you have dreamed of for many years. I guess you have a lot of calculations in your mind, thinking of enjoying the blessings of everyone from now on, and not needing to be responsible to any woman, isn't it? Anyway, Lili The child has already been born, it doesn't matter if you give her a title or not, and Ren Feilin is controlled by the Zhou family, so it is impossible for her to break away from the Zhou family, so it won't cause you any trouble."

Pei Yuancheng paused, looking at Yan Ling's precarious body and extremely pale face, the smile on his lips deepened: "Yan Ling, you know, her mental state is very unstable after giving birth. You were the only life-saving straw, and even thought about leaving the Zhou family to live with you, but you pushed her away, or you used Lili and your son as a shield to escape from her temporarily."

"You thought that after you came back from abroad, she would still be attached to you, but you didn't expect that she would be so staunch, and committed suicide directly at Zhou's house. You regret it very much, and your heart aches. After all, you have loved her for so many years , you really have no way to accept her sudden death, and at the same time you faintly feel that you are responsible for her death, but you refuse to accept this fact, you are afraid that you will close your eyes every night and see her soul , Seeing her face of tragic death——then you think of what Ren Feilin once told you about what happened to her when she went to find Xiaoxiao, so you simply push the boat along the way and put all the responsibility on Xiaoxiao in a reasonable way.”

Pei Yuancheng clapped his hands and said, "Yan Ling, you are such a complete egoist! You can always pick yourself out and make yourself a perfect victim. I really admire you! By the way If you want to talk about revenge, why don't you go to Zhou Wenjian? Oh...you must know that you can't deal with the Zhou family, so you only pick soft persimmons, right?"

Speaking of this, Pei Yuancheng changed the subject and said in a cold tone: "Yan Ling, you are a big man, and you came to threaten two women with a knife when I was not prepared, do you have any face? Have you forgotten you? Has the Yan family ever had a general? The ancestors of the Yan family have spirits in heaven, if they knew that such a coward like you came out of their family, they would crawl out from the ground and take a gun to destroy you, a useless thing!"

"Shut up, shut up! Shut up!!"

Yan Ling yelled in dismay, tears rolling down from his eyes.

Pei Yuancheng looked at his crazy appearance with cold eyes, lifted the corners of his lips, and said lightly: "You are not worthy of being a man, let alone a descendant of the Yan family. I guess, even if everything starts over again, Ren Feilin will not love Fuck you—because, you don't deserve it."

"No...it's not like that. No...I really love her..."

Yan Ling fell to his knees with a thud.

It seemed that Ren Feilin's charming face appeared in front of his eyes.

However, that face was bleeding with a resentful expression.

"Brother Lingzi, brother Lingzi, didn't you say you love me? Come and accompany me... Feilin is so lonely by herself, so lonely...Brother Lingzi, come quickly..."

He saw Ren Feilin walking towards him step by step with arms covered in blood.

"No...don't, Feline, don't..."

"Brother Lingzi, didn't you say that you would be with me forever? Then come here... Come quickly, come..."

Ren Feilin, whose head was covered in blood, came to him, almost touching his cheek.

She still smiled at him delicately, just like she used to.

"Brother Lingzi, do you like Feilin the most? Brother Lingzi...let us be together forever...forever..."

Her soft, cold little hand took his—

"Pfft!"

The sound of the blade piercing deeply into the flesh.

Yan Ling lowered his head and looked at his chest in disbelief.

The switchblade was driving deep into his heart.

It was his own hand holding the handle of the knife.

He fell down slowly, his eyes staring blankly at the sky.

It was evening, when the setting sun was dying.

The wind was blowing gently, and a row of blackbirds swept across the sky neatly.

The familiar silver bell-like laughter seemed to ring in his ears.

sunset.

At the age of 15, he was riding a bicycle, carrying a girl in a white dress.

She leaned her head gently on his back, and asked with a smile, "Brother Lingzi, will you stay with Feilin forever?"

"Yes, of course."

"I knew that brother Lingzi was the best, hehe..."

He raised the corners of his mouth and deliberately rushed down the steep slope quickly, scaring Feilin who was sitting on the back seat and hugged his waist tightly.

"What a careless little fool."

He sniggered, thinking to himself, for a silly and weak idiot like her, she will have to be his wife in the future, otherwise, she won't be at ease with anyone else.

The sky in his field of vision gradually darkened.

Together with the gust of wind passing by the ear, and the giggling of the girl, they finally dissipated together...

"Yan Ling!"

Tang Xiao shouted and rushed towards Yan Ling.

Pei Yuancheng frowned and looked at everything in front of him, but he didn't step forward to check Yan Ling's situation.

Because he knew that Yan Ling was hopeless——

How can a doctor who has been on the battlefield not know where his heart is.

If he wanted to die, he would definitely let himself die thoroughly.

Sure enough, soon, Tang Xiao stood up from the ground, shook his head, and a tear fell from the corner of his eye.

"What's the matter? Xiaoxiao, why are you crying?"

Ji Xiaoru asked from the side.

"……he died."

Tang Xiao lowered his tear-wet eyelashes and murmured, "I never thought he would die...why would he do that?"

Pei Yuancheng was about to say something, when suddenly there was pain in his chest, he couldn't help lowering his head and coughing a few times, Mu Zihao hurriedly said nervously: "Master!"

"fine."

Pei Yuancheng raised his hand to stop Mu Zihao from trying to support him, walked slowly to Tang Xiao's side, put his arm around her shoulder, and patted her lightly.

He didn't say a word, but this action made Tang Xiao cry instantly.

Yan Ling's death made Tang Xiao unable to get out for a whole week.

She was often in a daze, and sometimes she would dream of working in a nursing home in her dreams.

Frankly speaking, Yan Ling has no problems with his medical skills and ethics, and is a respected and loved vice president.

During her stay in the nursing home, Yan Ling, as a superior leader and friend, gave her a lot of help.

During that time, it was actually leisurely and carefree.

Of course, Yan Ling took a large part of the credit.

Without him, everything in the nursing home would not be so fair and orderly.

Tang Xiao sometimes lay alone on the bed and couldn't help thinking, why on earth did Yan Ling become like this?

Or, he is not what she sees?
The human heart is really responsible, unpredictable and changeable.

She couldn't understand Yan Ling, maybe Yan Ling came to her that day because of impulse.

She refused to believe that Yan Ling really wanted her dead.

But no matter what he thought, no one will ever know.

Those past events were eventually buried with his death.

Yan Lili chose Yan Ling's cemetery.

As Pei Yuancheng expected, the Yan family could not accept Yan Ling's actions, and even Yan Ling's suicide was regarded as a shame.

Except for Yan Liliwei, no one is willing to take care of Yan Ling's funeral.

A cemetery in the suburbs of Chengbei.

The green hills are amiable, and the thousand-year-old trees are silent.

After a new rain, the whole mountain looks more lonely, and the color of the forest also looks deeper.

The air smells of dirt and fallen leaves.

Yan Lili held a huge black umbrella and stood in front of the tombstone with Tang Xiao.

On the tombstone, there was a photo of Yan Ling wearing a white coat and glasses, smiling, and holding a medical record in his arms.

He was in his early twenties at that time, and his youth was just right, the sun shone on his face, without a trace of haze, as if the future would travel thousands of miles and be brilliant.

Yan Lili stared at him quietly.

That's her favorite look.

On the black granite tombstone, there is nothing else except the words "Tomb of Yan Ling".

"I don't know what to write."

Yan Lili sighed helplessly, and said to Tang Xiao who was beside her, "At first I thought about a lot of things in my mind, but in the end I felt that it was not appropriate to write anything... and I was afraid that I would regret it when I saw it after I wrote it. Just change it casually? I don’t know how to write about him... In the end, I hesitated and hesitated, and just forget it. That’s it.”

She laughed at herself, looked at Yan Ling in the photo, and said sadly: "I don't know if he is satisfied or not, and if he blames me...Maybe, he has no objection to these arrangements? Anyway, after his death, a It didn't even come to me in my dreams."

"You want to dream about him?"

Tang asked with a smile.

Yan Lili was silent, bowed her head and smiled and said, "Think about it. Why don't you want to? I have loved him for so many years... I love him for as many years as he has loved Ren Feilin. I don't believe he is stupid—how could he Could it be that he is stupid? He is only stupid on the people he is willing to do, but he is smart about me. His eyes have already seen clearly what I am thinking, but he just doesn’t bother to care about me. "

"Thinking about it now, don't people just be stupid on the people they like? In a person's life, there will always be such a person who makes him willing. If there is no such person, it seems that there will be something missing in the whole life. Probably People are so cheap, knowing that they can't do it..."