she came from hell

Chapter 165 Extra Chapter, Qixi Ballad & Fu Yilan

After sending the two children to the Huo family's old house, Qi Xiyao drove to a cemetery alone. All the heroes who had made great contributions to the country were buried here.

Qi Xiyao came to one of the tombstones and looked at the words engraved on the tombstone.

"The tomb of Yilan, daughter of the Fu family..."

There is a photo of Fu Yilan engraved on the tombstone, and Fu Yilan in the photo is still as cold as usual.

But from Qi Xiyao's point of view, there is a smile in Fu Yilan's eyes in the photo.

More than two years ago, after adopting two children, the family of four lived happily ever after.

But within half a year or so, Ah Lan's condition suddenly worsened rapidly, and his body's immunity began to decline.

Only then did she discover that Alan had always known about her illness, that Alan had been hiding it from her, and didn't want her to worry, and that Alan had suffered silently every time he was in pain.

That day, she took the child to her mother's house in S City. Originally, A Lan was also going there, but A Lan said that she had something to deal with, so she asked her to take the child first.

If she had been more resolute at that time, if she had waited for A Lan at that time, there would be no further incidents.

When she received the notice from the hospital, it was as if the world had collapsed. She couldn't accept that A Lan would commit suicide by jumping off the building two hours after she left.

When she rushed to the hospital, A Lan only left her a cold corpse.

Only then did she know why Alan often wore long sleeves later on, and only then did she know why Alan turned off all the lights in the room at night.

It turned out that her A-lan had scars all over her hands and feet. It was when her A-lan was in pain.

When you feel uncomfortable, when you have a splitting headache, or when you suffer from myocardial angina, you choose to divert your attention by hurting your body.

This happened many times, no wonder she could always smell a smell of medicine occasionally. It turned out that it was the medicine that Alan secretly applied to her wound.

Her Alan, in order not to worry her, endured all the pain and mental torture by herself.

Her Alan, for her happiness, left all the good side to her.

Her A Lan finally couldn't bear the day and night torture of the serious illness, and chose to commit suicide by jumping off the building, letting herself go.

Her Alan!A whole life is spent silently resisting everything by one person.

Her Alan!I have been thinking about others all my life, and I have wronged myself.

A Lan, in fact, you really don't need to be so sensible, you really don't need to be so powerful.

Ah Lan, I really hope that you are just an ordinary girl, and you don’t need to sacrifice yourself or wrong yourself for the country, the world, your family, or anyone else.

This world is really unfair. Our lives are intertwined and our yin and yang are separated. God is really cruel.

Qi Xiyao reached out and gently caressed the photo of the tombstone, tears rolled down her cheeks.

"Ah Lan! Xiao Chuan and Tian Tian are three years old this year. They are both very good and don't worry me. Xiao Chuan is also very sensible and will take care of my sister. Did you see that over there?

How are you doing there?Alan, I know why you agreed to my adoption of two children. You planned everything from the beginning. You knew that the arrival of the children would become my responsibility. You used the children to block my desire to follow you. A Lan, I have to say, you really understand me very well, you understand me thoroughly. "

"Alan, I love you, I love you very much, even if the sun and the moon change, even if the world collapses, even if the universe splits, I only love you, I love you completely, endless cycle."

Alan, thank you for appearing in my life, thank you for coming so that I am no longer alone, in my heart, you are the most beautiful existence in the world, no one can replace you, I love you is not an adjective, nor a confession , is a verb engraved in the bone - Qixi Ballad;

Finish……

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