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"My wife is a very gentle but very stubborn woman. We grew up together, lived in the same building, went to the same school, and finally even worked in the same unit. So when we got married, it seemed to everyone that As it should be.

But I know that my love for her is just a kind of affection from beginning to end.Others say that the final form of love is family affection, but I have never been moved by love for her.

I am not a firm man, so under the expectations of my parents and her hope, I started a family with her, had children, and entered into a marriage without love but still peaceful.

However, the life in prison these days made me understand that if I conceal my true thoughts and continue to live with her, the harm to her may be deeper.Because I have already tasted the taste of love in you and I am greedy for this sweetness, just like being addicted to drugs, I can't give up this feeling for you and return to my previous life as if nothing had happened.

As I said before, I don't want to let my wife down and continue cheating on her.

So, after I leave here, I will choose an opportune moment to confess everything to my wife.I would confess my infidelity to my wife, confess my hypocrisy, and ask her for a divorce.

It's not all because of you that I want to end this marriage.Because no matter if I end up with you or not, I can't continue to pretend like nothing happened and keep cheating on her, it's not fair to her.

Of course, no matter how nice the words sound, betrayal is betrayal, and infidelity is infidelity. I admit this crime, and I also bear it.

In the days to come, I will do my best to make due compensation to her, and I will face all her blame and resentment calmly.

Not only my wife, but also my parents, my wife's parents, my friends, and even my unborn child... I will face all these things that I need to face, and I have to bear them I will bear it.

Whether it is scolding or resentment, this is my choice, so I will not escape or waver.

Everything in the future is destined to be a bumpy road for me.

But I think, if you can always be by my side, no matter how hard this road is, I will go on.

Chang Hua, do you remember what I said that day in your house?I never blamed you, nor did I blame you.

Because I fell in love with you before I knew it, during the short seven or eight months since we met each other.

If after reading this letter, you can still continue to love me, a cowardly and unfaithful man, then when we meet again, that ring... you can give it to me again.

This time I will definitely regard it as a treasure.

The paper is short and the love is long, I hope you will meet again.

Wen Quran wrote it himself. "

Wen Quran put down the low-quality pen in his hand, wiped his hand on the clean towel beside him a few times, then carefully folded the letters and put them in the envelope, and finally put them in a book that Yi Changhua had asked someone to bring to him. book of.

This book was borrowed by Wen Quran from Yi Changhua's study before, and it was placed in the guest room where he stayed for a few days when he left.When he left that day, he hadn't finished reading the book, and there was still an embossed bookmark given to him by Yi Changhua on the page.

It is said to be pressed flowers, but it is actually a twig with green bamboo leaves.Yi Changhua said that he secretly broke it from someone else's tea garden, hid it and brought it out from the owner of the tea garden, and took the time to make a tea bookmark and gave it to Wen Quran.

Wen Quran couldn't help but want to laugh out loud when he thought of how a person of Yi Changhua's status secretly broke tea branches from other people's tea gardens like a thief.

Wen Quran clamped the envelope and closed the book, but accidentally caught a glimpse of a line of strong handwriting on the back cover of the book.

"When you finish this book, I'll take you home." Wen Quran had seen this handwriting, so he knew who wrote it, and he was sour for this sentence.

However, Wen Quran didn't have much time to feel emotional about it, because the prison guard suddenly knocked on the iron bars on his cell door.

"Number 8563241 Wen Quran, come out."

Wen Quran was taken aback, he wanted to ask why he was called at this time, but he dismissed the question when he saw He Xiao behind the prison guard with an indifferent expression.

"This is not a place to talk." He Xiao's voice was as cold as ever, but his appearance was too normal, as if he was afraid of being discovered by Wen Quran.

After staring at He Xiao for a while, Wen Quran turned around and picked up the book that Yi Changhua entrusted someone to bring him from the table and walked out of the cell.

It's hard to say how gloomy the prison is, but the thick gray cement and black iron bars make the atmosphere here so oppressive that it's hard to breathe.

Wen Quran didn't know how long he followed He Xiao, and the prison guard left by another road for some reason, leaving only Wen Quran and He Xiao to continue walking in the dark corridor of the prison.

It wasn't until He Xiao brought Wen Quran to a closed iron gate that they finally stopped.

"The people inside will do some simple investigations and inquiries for you, and you can leave here after it's over." He Xiao stepped aside, motioning for Wen Quran to open the door and walk in.

I don't know if it was because he was excited to leave the prison soon, but Wen Quran's heart suddenly jumped wildly.After staring at the iron gate in front of him for a while, he took a deep breath and turned to face He Xiao.

"This book and the letter inside, please give it to Chang Hua. I have to go home first after I go out. You tell Chang Hua that when I have settled my own affairs, I will take the initiative to find him. .”

He Xiao froze in place, staring at Wen Quran for a moment, forgetting to reach out to take the book.

Seeing He Xiao's reaction like this, Wen Quran was not surprised at all, after all, He Xiao hated himself very well.

Wen Quran smiled and sighed, and stuffed the book in He Xiao's hand, "It's just that I entrust you to be a messenger. Is it necessary to be so reluctant? If you really don't want to, then As long as you snatched Chang Hua's things from me, I took this book from his study."

After finishing speaking, Wen Shun withdrew his hand and pushed open the heavy iron door alone.

Wen Quran didn't know that there were no so-called investigators behind the door, and what was waiting for him behind the door was a syringe filled with Valium and a pure white operating table.

He Xiao looked at the closed door in front of his eyes, holding the book that Wen Quran gave him in his hand.

"derproze?" - "The Trial"

It tells the story of an innocent man who was framed and tragically executed.

A few hours ago, the door in front of He Xiao was opened from the inside, but the person who came out was no longer the one who entered just now.

Those who came out carried a medical cooler used to preserve organs.

Inside, is a heart.

"After the body is cremated, it will be returned to the family members. Don't let it go."

Before leaving, He Xiao gave such instructions to his subordinates.

Yi Changhua's operation was very successful, and He Xiao has been kneeling in front of Yi Changhua's hospital bed since Yi Changhua was pushed out of the operating room and sent back to the ward.

No one can pull him away, and no one can persuade him.He Xiao knew in his heart that he couldn't hide it from Yi Changhua.Therefore, after Yi Changhua passed the dangerous period, He Xiao confessed everything.

Yi Changhua didn't get angry when he heard the truth from He Xiao's mouth, but like a wronged child, he sat on the hospital bed, covered his eyes, and cried in a low voice.

Yi Changhua couldn't say anything, and didn't know what to say.He knew what he should hate, hated He Xiao, hated himself.But he couldn't discover a trace of resentment from this heart that originally belonged to Wen Quran.

This heart hurts so badly that Yi Changhua can barely breathe. The sore Yi Changhua wants to cut open her chest just like that, and take out this heart that should have been on her lover and return it to its original owner.

However, Wen Qu is gone!Wen Quran is dead!Even the body has already been turned into a jar of ashes!

Yi Changhua has never been afraid of pain or death in his life, but now he feels that this kind of heartache makes him feel like he is about to die.

But the heart in my chest is still beating!It is clearly not dead!

Covering her eyes, Yi Changhua felt that all the tears in her life had been shed in this one time.

He Xiao, who was kneeling in front of the hospital bed, saw Yi Changhua crying, his straight back collapsed, and he fell on the ground, with his forehead stuck to the cold marble floor tiles, repeating over and over again that he didn't know who it was for. Said——

"sorry."