I don't deserve your love

Jian Qian couldn't even say any more words, she thought, Fu Yanye must be extremely tired, or extremely disturbed.

He has been with Zhuo Jian for so many years, but because of her...

It has been almost a week since she moved into the mansion that the Lius and his wife had prepared for her. There was no news from Feng Ying, nor from Zhuo Jian.

This summer seems to be spent in such a gloomy loss.

She often feels panic and regrets, if she should not have gone to Zhuo Jian, she would not have brought this trouble to Zhuo Jian.

She is so selfish, she used to think that as long as she didn't cause trouble to others, it would be fine, but...

She caused it.

The couple had two, four children, and the elders. No matter which one of them had an accident, they would be very unacceptable to that family.

The next day she went upstairs and saw someone walking outside the door, but that person didn't come close to the inside. Her heart tightened and she immediately called Liu Yuntian, "Did you find someone to guard outside?"

"You are under surveillance. I will go to see you later, don't go out."

Liu Yuntian hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

Jian Qian didn't speak until Liu Yun arrived after dark.

The car drove slowly into the yard, and soon the door closed automatically. After parking the car, he walked towards the inside with a large bouquet of roses in his hands.

Jian Qian was waiting at the door, saw him carrying a rose, and asked, "What's going on?"

"Pretending to be, and, it's true that I haven't given you flowers for a long time."

Liu Yuntian said, and sent the flowers to her arms.

When Jian Qian took it, he put his arms around her shoulders and walked in. Jian Qian looked at the place where the arms were held, and didn't dare to ask any more questions.

It wasn't until later that the two of them entered the toilet that he whispered, "There are surveillance outside."

Looking out of the window, he was leaning against her at the door against the wall, extremely ambiguous.

Liu Yuntian glanced out of the window, as if he had just discovered it, and then closed the blinds.

Jian Qian was even more stunned, there was a small shiny thing outside her window just now.

She asked nervously, "What's going on?"

"You are being followed by Feng Shi."

"what?"

Jian Qian couldn't believe it, the people outside were from the Feng family.

"Master Feng is not dead yet, and he is still smart. Recently, he is preparing for Feng Ying's wedding with that woman,..."

He stopped suddenly.

Jian Qian also stopped, her mind went blank.

"Qianqian, if they really got married, would you blame him?"

Liu Yuntian still couldn't help asking her.

At that time he was forced to marry his wife, and she blamed him, and blamed him for being useless.

Jian Qian lowered her head, blaming him?

Or, it's just that they don't belong to the right family, it's just...

Forget it.

She blames no one.

She lowered her eyes and shook her head.

"Qianqian, the old man of the Feng family is worried that you will disturb Feng Ying's mind, so before his wedding, I'm afraid he will send someone to keep an eye on you. You have to be prepared."

"The last time I felt like a clown was when your dad talked to me."

"..."

Liu Yuntian bowed his head guiltily.

"Yuntian, maybe it should be like this. I am not sober and fell in love with someone I shouldn't love."

Jian Qian wanted to smile, but her mouth was extremely bitter.

In the end, she didn't laugh, but she carried the flowers he sent to find the vase.

She has to calm down, not for others, but for this in her stomach.

Even if she can't get love, it's not bad to have a little guy to depend on her for life.

At least in this life, she doesn't have nothing.

She put all the flowers in the vase, and they were blooming beautifully.

Liu Yuntian left in the middle of the night and returned to his own home.

For more than ten days in a row, it seemed that the hottest time of summer was coming soon, and her belly also became bigger.

But there was no movement from Feng Ying, and there was still no news from Zhuo Jian.

Fu Yanye was very sure that Zhuo Jian was not dead, but where did she go?

Jian Qian even wondered if Fu Yanye was wrong.

He just loved her so much that he didn't admit that she was dead.

Jian Qian thought, if that's the case, it's fine for him to think so, but what about her?

How should she atone?

What face does she have to go back, what face does she have to return to the TV station?

That was the world that Zhuo Jian laid down for her.

And Fu Yanye, and Zhuo Jian's four children.

What should she do, how can she face them again?

If they asked her where her mother had gone, how would she answer?

After a while, she didn't know what month it was, but her belly grew bigger, and the leaves of the plane tree outside the window began to fall.

It was not until later that the doctor came to check her on time and told her that she was five months old that she remembered that she was five months pregnant.

From June to November, it is not only autumn, but also winter.

No wonder it's been so cold these nights.

After the doctor left, she inadvertently shed a tear, and she realized that she still had feelings.

There is still no news from Zhuo Jian, nor from Feng Ying, only day after day, Liu Yuntian visits her on time every night, and occasionally lives here.

-

That night, she wanted to go back, she felt that now that the fetus was firmly seated, as the sinner who made Zhuo Jian disappear, she should go back and face it bravely, but...

Liu Yuntian stopped her, "You are not allowed to go anywhere now."

"Yuntian, if sister really leaves..."

"I saw an article on the Internet yesterday, from abroad."

Liu Yuntian said.

"what?"

"It's very similar to her writing style."

"You mean, sister, sister, she is abroad?"

"I'm just inferring."

As Zhuo Jian's fanboy, Liu Yuntian is very familiar with her writing style, and he has an intuition that Zhuo Jian should be found.

When Jian Qian got excited, the little guy in her stomach kicked her. She sat down while supporting her stomach, and then asked, "Where is that article, I want to read it too."

Liu Yuntian found the article from his mobile phone and showed it to her.

Jian Qian burst into tears suddenly, "It's my sister's writing, where is this address?"

"In a place that is dangerous for her."

"what?"

"Fu Yanye should be there now. I asked Feng Ying to call him."

"Feng Ying?"

Feng Ying?

After she heard Feng Ying, she lowered her head in disappointment.

He hasn't been seen since that night.

It's November, and they may not see each other again this year.

She hoped that she would not spend the new year alone in this strange and cold place.

She hoped that Fu Yanye would find Zhuo Jian quickly.

Knowing that Zhuo Jian is not dead, this is a great blessing to her.

-

At the beginning of December, a few days before Christmas, Fu Yanye and Wang Rui walked on the familiar streets of that city.

After Reese frantically insisted that he had never met Zhuo Jian, and those people in the prison firmly stated that they had never given Reiser the right, their search came to an impasse.

But he didn't leave.

Reese's eyes told him they'd met.

Not outside, or in, prison?

The tall man suddenly stopped in the cold wind, and suddenly looked towards the coffee shop diagonally opposite.