[69 Book Bar - www.] "You're crazy." An Qingxia wanted to break away from her hand, but Xiao Ya's other hand pressed on her other hand, so that she couldn't move.
"For Zeyang, I will do anything!" Xiao Ya said word by word, staring into her eyes.
"Xiao Ya, what are you doing?" Yan Zeyang strode over from a distance. He was going back to the company when he suddenly saw a little girl selling flowers on the street. There was a bouquet of small yellow flowers in the flower bouquet.
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He suddenly remembered that when he and Qing Xia went back to her hometown, their land was full of day lilies. She once said that her favorite thing was the yellow lily all over the mountains and plains.
He stopped the car, bought all the girl's yellow flowers, and then turned around and came back.
Who knew that when he came back, he would see Xiao Ya talking to Qing Xia. Although he couldn't hear what they said, Xiao Ya's expression was ferocious and terrifying. He had never seen Xiao Ya like this before, and his heart felt cold when he saw him.
Seeing that she actually attacked Qingxia, he ran over in a hurry.
As soon as Xiao Ya heard his voice, she quickly let go and saw Yan Zeyang running over, holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand. He bought this bouquet of flowers to give to An Qingxia. This thought came to her,
His anger and hatred reached a critical point, and he clenched his fists.
"Zeyang, why didn't you tell me that Qingxia was awake?" She admired herself and actually managed a smile.
Yan Zeyang felt a little guilty, but he did not forget Xiao Ya's terrifying expression just now.
"You didn't ask. Of course I don't know how to talk about the room. Why did you come here?" When he lowered his head, he saw a red mark on An Qingxia's fair wrist. His heart sank and he looked at his wife's eyes that were a little stern.
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He actually talked to her like this. Her eyes turned cold and she sneered: "Qingxia and I are also old friends. If you can come to see her, can't I come to see her?"
An Qingxia sat quietly aside. Of course she also noticed the flower in Yan Zeyang's hand. It was a small yellow flower, her favorite flower.
"Qingxia's body has just begun to recover. What she needs is to rest. We should not disturb her as much as possible." Yan Zeyang said, lowering his head and smiling apologetically at An Qingxia, "Qingxia, let's go first." After that, he put himself
The flowers in her arms were placed next to her flower board.
After taking a look at the painting she drew, my fingertips ran over it without leaving any trace, and then she left.
"Let's go!" Yan Zeyang said, pulling her away.
Xiao Ya was so angry, especially when she saw her husband giving the painting to her in front of her. She followed him out with a dark face.
When they got to the car, Xiao Ya snorted coldly: "So this is what you have been busy with recently?"
"Ya'er, we're sorry for Qingxia and owe her a lot. Now that she finally woke up, we don't want to disturb her life." With that said, Yan Zeyang started the engine and started driving.
"What about you? What's the point of standing guard at the door of the hospital every day if you don't go to work?" Xiao Ya turned around and asked.
"I just want to make sure she is fine, there is nothing else." Yan Zeyang did not look into her eyes and seemed to be concentrating on driving.
"Yan Zeyang, you don't even know how to lie. You had already left, but you came back with a bouquet of flowers and gave it to her in front of me. You actually said that you didn't mean anything else. Did you treat me like this?
Do you take your wife seriously?" Xiao Ya asked, but found that her heart was throbbing every time she questioned her.
"You're following me..." Yan Zeyang tightened his grip on the steering wheel and tried his best to stay calm.
"Do you need me to follow you? You go out before dawn every day and come back so late at night. You don't even want to sleep with me at night. If I don't have any consciousness, I'm stupid." Xiao Ya said, tears welling up.
When Yan Zeyang heard this, he actually slid the car to the side of the road: "Ya'er, I'm sorry..."
"I'm sorry...I'm sorry for what?" Xiao Ya grabbed her husband's arm, "Zeyang, we don't owe An Qingxia anything? We really loved each other back then. She knew clearly that it was me you loved in your heart, yet she still wanted to follow me You are together. Her car accident was just an accident. Now she wakes up and it is her fate, and it has nothing to do with us..."
"That's not it..." Yan Zeyang suddenly looked at his wife intently and held his arm, "That's not the case..."
"What did you say?" Xiao Ya, you don't understand what he said.
"My feelings for Qingxia are not due to guilt..." Yan Zeyang confided. After saying it, he relaxed a bit. He found that it was not that difficult to say it out.
"Yan Zeyang, what are you talking about?" Xiao Ya looked at her husband in horror.
"I don't feel guilty for Qingxia. I knew it was not the case a long time ago. But at that time, a big mistake had been made. She was in the hospital and you were pregnant." Yan Zeyang confided word by word, " I also thought that it was you I loved, and we should really love each other. I was just grateful and respectful to Qingxia, not love. But it’s not like this, it’s not..."
"Stop talking..." Xiao Ya interrupted her husband in horror, telling her not to listen any more.
"Ya'er, let me tell you, I have kept this secret in my heart for so many years. I have always felt sorry for you, so I am twice as kind to you. But my feelings for you were no longer the same when you left me. Again. It was Qingxia who stayed with me and spent the most difficult days with me. She was by my side like air. When she was there, I couldn’t feel her presence, but when I thought of her leaving I, I will suffocate to death."
"We have been married for so many years, what are you talking about?" Xiao Ya yelled and covered her ears.
"I originally wanted to keep going like this. There's nothing wrong with keeping going like this." Yan Zeyang covered his face and wiped away his tears, "I didn't expect Qingxia to wake up. I really didn't. I'm sorry for you, but It was only when Qingxia was in the hospital after a car accident that she was on the verge of life and death. I just realized that I loved her. But it was too late. I made a big mistake, a heinous mistake."
"Stop talking, stop talking." An Qingxia said and slapped her across the face.
"Xiao Ya, you can hate me, you can do whatever you want. Don't harass Qing Xia, this is all my one-sided feelings." Yan Zeyang let her beat him, this is what he deserves.
"How could you do this to me? We are husband and wife, and we should love each other. Who is An Qingxia? Why would you actually love her?" Xiao Ya can't accept it, she can't accept it at all. Her husband She actually doesn't love him. How could she accept it? How could she?
"Don't insult her. I was the one who was wrong. If you want to hate or blame, blame me. I'll let you do whatever you want." Yan Zeyang took another deep breath and said, "I think you can't accept me now. We can divorce. Except for Qingxia's part of Huanhuan's clothes, all I have can be given to you and a few children."