Zhang Lang suddenly smiled softly, his smile was very cold, "Do you still need to cover up this child's side? If it's not mine, it can only be Wei Wenbo's.tu
Tian Mafan looked up at him and moved his lips, but did not speak.
Anyway, the child is not his, so what does it matter whose he thinks it is.
Seeing her silence, he understood everything in his heart.
There was a stiff smile on his face, and his tone was unclear, "Okay, very good..." [
He looked at the night sky quietly and murmured those two words.
His expression seemed sad, but also sarcastic.
But she couldn't see his expression, only the outline of his face, which looked even deeper in the hazy night.
Tian Mafan wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it. At this time, what could he say?
His eyes became darker and darker, and his vision drifted to the sky, but it was so blurry.
He trembled his lips sadly, and there was an invisible arc on his lips, and said slowly: "Tian Mafan, you and I are cut off with a knife. From now on, we will not be in conflict with each other."
He turned around and walked into the night. The sound of his footsteps echoed in the quiet community, giving it a different kind of emptiness...
Tian Mafan stood in the dark night, watching his departing back, dizziness flashed in front of his eyes, and waves of severe pain surged into his heart...
Since that night, Zhang Lang never appeared again.
Of course, he thought the child was Wei Wenbo's, so what reason did he have to find her.
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The days passed day by day, peacefully but always full of sadness.
Because she always thinks of the mistakes she made accidentally in those years that passed.
Whenever this happens, she is always heartbroken and wants to cry but has no tears.
She would often visit Shao Mengquan, because only in this way could she alleviate the guilt in her heart.
Today, she came to the hospital with a bouquet of white lilies. As soon as she opened the door, she saw Zhang Lang and Fang Yuyao there.
Fang Yuyao was leaning on Zhang Lang's shoulder.
Zhang Lang heard the sound of opening the door, his eyes flashed slightly, he grabbed Fang Yuyao's hand and said tenderly: "Yuyao, I will accompany you to watch your favorite stage play tonight."
"That's great." Fang Yuyao was extremely excited.[
Tian Mafan looked at Zhang Lang holding her hand tightly, and her face turned pale, paler than Bai Lily.
She turned her eyes away and knocked on the door deliberately.
When Fang Yuyao saw it was her, a friendly smile appeared on her face, "Sister Xiaofan, you are here to see Sister Mengquan."
As she spoke, she took the lily from Tian Mafan's hand, helped her put it into the vase, and praised with a smile, "The lilies are so fragrant. Sister Xiaofan, you are really good at flower-picking."
Tian Mafan smiled forcefully, but the smile had already subsided before it reached her eyes.
How could she still laugh in such a heartbreaking scene?
Zhang Lang didn't look at Tian Mafan. He pulled Fang Yuyao and walked past her. He looked at Fang Yuyao tenderly: "I'll pick you up from get off work in a while. You wait for me."
Tian Mafan stood there blankly, feeling a chill spreading from his heart and slowly seeping into his internal organs...
Her eyes overflowed with tears.
Feeling the footsteps behind her getting farther and farther, she took a deep breath and swallowed her tears.
Tian Mafan, you have to be strong, even if the sky falls, you still have to be strong.
Because no one will feel sorry for your sadness anymore!
Since it was destined from the beginning that they could not be together, then what did it matter who he was with?