The rich and powerful

Chapter 6 When Love Has Ended 1
The car drove slowly, watching her walk in small steps in a daze.

I remember that she used to like to wear short skirts, like to show off, like to show off, and like to be pursued by people everywhere, like the moon among the stars.

Now, she is wearing an ordinary T-shirt and denim, with her head down, walking in the crowd. If there are too many people, it is even difficult to find her.

She is not short, but thin and frightening.

She always hangs her head, doesn't look at anyone, and walks with her head down, as if she is the only one in this world.

Everyone can see the shining moon, which is the midpoint of the sky, but when the light fades, what is left on the moon?
Just endless spots, too numerous to count.

After walking for a while, she suddenly remembered something, quickened her pace, and stopped the bus.

He just followed behind like a ghost.

Probably, still want to see her.How desperate is it?

He said so to himself.

He didn't expect that she would come to the city welfare home.

Watching her buy a lot of snacks and toys at the canteen on the side, the money is probably much more expensive than her old clothes.

She walked into the orphanage quickly, with a radiance on her face that he had never seen before, and sadness...

Seeing her, An An ran over tensely, and hugged her legs.

He was so small and short, he just reached her thigh, raised his cute smiling face, and looked at her, "Aunt Yan, didn't you say that you would come to accompany An An all day today? An An woke up so early and has been waiting Ann."

Song Yan knelt down and stroked his little head, "I'm sorry, Aunt Yan is late, why don't... Auntie come to make up for you..."

As he spoke, he took out the snacks and toys he had brought from his back.

Amidst An An's cheers, the corners of her mouth curved into a faint smile.

After playing with An An for a while, Xiao Liang, a young volunteer at the orphanage over there, came over, "An An really likes you."

Song Yan nodded, remembered something, and asked, "Is there still no one willing to adopt An An?"

Xiao Liang shook his head regretfully, "Actually, he has a congenital heart disease. Although he has been recuperated very well, he can't see it now, but seeing his previous cases..."

Song Yan lowered her head, she knew that people are realistic, there are kindness to adopt orphans, but there is no kindness to adopt orphans.

"Actually, Miss Song likes An An so much, it's not as good as Miss Song..."

Song Yan looked at An An jumping happily over there, his eyes were fixed, and something flickered.

Finally, he shook his head.

Probably seeing a lot of people's influence, Xiao Liang felt that she was also this kind of person who could be liked but would not cause trouble for him, so he didn't say much, but shook his head helplessly.

"Actually, if you look closely, An An looks a bit like you, with a small face..."

Song Yan's calm eyes, as if there would never be any dust, jumped suddenly.

The corners of his mouth still only moved slowly.

When I knew I was pregnant with him, it was two months after I was imprisoned.

When she was taking a shower, she was pushed into a corner and kicked severely.

Then, she woke up in the infirmary, where the nurse told her that she was pregnant...

She thought, when did it break his?Perhaps, it was the last time, that man, in his madness, forgot to take any measures, otherwise, he would not have let this child appear.

In the past, when they were together, he always calculated carefully and carefully, not letting her have any chance to conceive his child. Later, she realized that he had a purpose...

This child suffered a lot with her in prison. She couldn't eat well, sleep well, and was always beaten. In the end, the warden couldn't see it and gave her a separate room. She was envied by others and poured cold water into her at night...

The child was born cold and premature that night.So he has been sick since he was a child.

Before leaving, she hugged An An, "An An, Auntie will come to see you next week, what do you want, Auntie will bring it to you."

He shook his little head, hugged her, and murmured reluctantly, "Auntie won't come until next week... An An wants Auntie to come every day..."

At that moment, the tear glands that had dried up for many years almost collapsed...

But in the end I held back.

Haven't you endured it for so many years?When I sent An An away, I didn't cry.

An'an, when mom finds an ordinary, warm, and nice family, let you live an ordinary life, okay?

That way, you'll never, ever have an ex-prisoner mother...

Song Yan didn't expect to see him as soon as he went out.

His car was parked on the side of the road, and he leaned against the car, put his hands in his pockets, and looked at her from a distance.

He was wearing the new style of Amani, which she had seen when she helped the host borrow props. He was leaning there, and the sunglasses on his face covered his cold eyes, but she knew that in those eyes , only hatred for her.

She stood there, feeling the afterglow of the setting sun, making her nose and hair greasy. Behind the orphanage, there was the biggest secret of her life, and the person in front of her was this secret, the biggest threat...

She paused, then reacted immediately, turned sideways, and left quickly.

The most important thing is to get out of here as soon as possible and not let him see An An.

She almost ran, just wanting to avoid this devil-like man, who knows, before she ran a few steps, her arm was already held by him coldly.

Turning around, through the black lenses, she couldn't see his expression, but felt that his hands were heavy.

"What are you running, and what are you hiding? You don't want me to know!" His voice was as quiet as before. When he dreamed back at midnight in the first two years of his imprisonment, he would also sneak into her dreams from time to time, but later, he had done nothing. Jing, in her life, there is no shadow of this man anymore.

"It is rumored that Mr. Lin is the most self-sufficient. He has never had any scandals for many years. If you don't want to read in the newspaper tomorrow that Mr. Lin is messing with criminals who have been in prison, you should let him go..." When she said this, she didn't look back. , he could only see her pale little face hidden behind her hair.

In the past, when she spoke to him, she always looked up.

"Lin Muchen, you want to wear this dress, you are not allowed to wear clothes bought for you by others."

"Lin Muchen, don't look at that woman, how can she look as good as me?"

"Lin Muchen, come here and hug me."

But now, she just kept her head down, hiding from all his prying eyes.

He let go of her wrist.

"When did you get out of prison?" He lowered his head and asked her while maintaining a proud posture.

She stood there, "It seems that it has nothing to do with Mr. Lin..."

He didn't care about her answer, "What are you doing here? Do good things and make up for the mistakes you made in the past?"

The two hands were silently held together, "In this world, there are not only good people and bad people. People who have done bad things can't do good things all their lives. People who have always done good things are also impossible. I haven't done anything bad..." She raised her head slowly, facing the setting sun, her cheeks were still pale, but she looked at him with a low, not humble look.

She knew that he hated her for hurting his Yarong, but she wanted to tell him, don't think that your Yarong is a good person, and everyone else is a bad person, and bad people are not qualified to do good things.

In front of him and his elegance, she never had to bow her head.

Because they were the ones who betrayed her first.

But she won't argue with him again.

Now he is a stranger, even arguing and explaining are a waste of time.

He nodded, turned back, and looked at the orphanage.

Picking up the phone, he said lightly, "Zhou Wei, take 30 yuan and donate it to the orphanage on Huandao Road."

Then, as if laughing at her humble kindness, he glanced at her, turned around, opened the car door, got in the car and left...

(End of this chapter)