Once addicted to thinking, Mrs. Lu married

"Do you think he will not want to marry you because of your background?"

No wonder Aunt Lan thought too much, she was abandoned back then because, like Lin Ruoyao, even though she was outstanding in appearance, she couldn't get rid of the humbleness brought by her family background.

Nancy said indifferently, "I don't want to marry him either, okay, okay, you can live in peace, there's no need to worry about such things."

"I'm sorry, Xiaoxi, it's all my fault, it's all my fault." Aunt Lan still couldn't blame herself.

Nancy quickly comforted her a few more words before putting down the phone.

Du Xiaowan, who was next to her, had already heard their conversation, and when Nancy put down the phone, she asked, "You really don't think about starting over with Lu Bojin again."

"Is there anything to consider? He doesn't believe me, and I don't believe him either. Even if we live together like this, we won't be happy. It's just a child..."

Now the only thing that can hold them back is their children.

Du Xiaowan took her hand and put it in his own, and said, "At the beginning, I blamed me for being selfish and causing you to suffer so much. Now no matter what you do, mom will support you."

Nancy nodded, now she will no longer act impulsively, even if she thinks about the child again, she also knows that what Lu Bojin can give to the child is not what she can give.

It's just that she really misses her child so much that she really can't keep her original promise. This is simply an endless torture.

It's no wonder that Lin Ruoyao passed away so early. Could it be that she suffered so much at that time, she had a daughter but wanted to see her but couldn't see her, and she had a husband but she turned a blind eye.

What is cruelty? This is cruelty. Is there anything more cruel than torturing someone who loves you in the name of love?

In the middle of the night, Nan Xi sat by the window and looked at the crescent moon outside, carefully recalling the past between her and Lu Bojin. Those scenes, there were sweet childhood companionship, but also youthful disgust and unrequited wishes.

It turns out that there is nothing that can't be let go, some are just some unspeakable regrets, but it is definitely not because of regrets.

……

Today Lu Bojin came back early, played with the children for a while after dinner, and went upstairs with Gu Yuan after the two babies fell asleep.

"Mom, I have something to ask you, is that okay?" Lu Bojin said when he walked to the door of Gu Yuan's bedroom.

Gu Yuan was stunned for a moment. In her memory, Lu Bojin talked to her in such a discussing tone as if he was still young. She nodded quickly and said, "Of course, you can come in. Anyway, I'm not sleepy now."

Lu Bojin followed Gu Yuan in, turned around, and carefully closed the door. The partition has ears. Since Gu Yuan eavesdropped on his phone calls, he is not so casual in his own home now.

"Would you like some milk?" Gu Yuan's bedroom was equipped with a small refrigerator, and she took out a box of milk from it, and handed it over with anticipation.

When she was a child, Lu Bojin would often run to her bedroom, hug the milk she had prepared, and lie down between her and Lu Hao to sleep coquettishly.

It was just that when something happened to Lu Hao, everything changed, but some habits remained. Lu Bojin stopped bothering her, so she drank milk by herself every night, and lived a life that was worse than death relying on memories.

Lu Bojin obviously thought of this too, looking down at the milk she handed over, he raised his hand to take it after a long time, held it tightly in his hand, but didn't open it.

"Did you miss your father?"

Gu Yuan let out a long sigh. Marrying into a wealthy family is something that many women dream of. At the beginning, she thought so too, but only after she really married into the family did she know what it was like.