Watching her walk away, he clenched his fists and walked back to the bedroom, lying on the bed. He closed his eyes tightly to prevent himself from thinking too much. Since he had to choose to let go, he didn't have to be attached to her. Staying with such a woman would only make her sad.
Make yourself vulnerable.
...
Unknowingly, she had arrived at the side of the road. She let out a long breath, feeling an indescribable joy in her heart. Looking at the bustling and noisy streets, she saw how wonderful and comfortable the world outside was. At the same time, it also told her that she
Already free, really free.
Yan Yufeng really let her go, which meant that from now on, she no longer had to be tortured and humiliated by him, and she could do what she wanted to do. Thinking of this, she secretly rejoiced.
But, where should she go in the future? How should she survive in this city where no one knows her? She no longer has a home, and she doesn’t want to go back to that home. Going back means returning to Yan Yufeng.
He will also be tortured by his father, and he will sell himself to others if he is not cruel.
Even if she is living on the streets, she will never go back.
She continued to walk forward, looking at this unfamiliar building and face, which made her feel very uneasy and irritated. School? It was impossible for her to go back to school. With her current living situation, she could only survive.
Pretty good.
Suddenly, I felt a little reluctant to leave. It seemed that I was used to living in Yanzhai, used to living a life without worrying about food and clothing, and used to staying in that cold and empty room. Although in the past, I always hoped and longed to leave as soon as possible.
There, she never wanted to see Yan Yufeng again. Now that she got her wish, she felt that she suddenly left Yan Yufeng's side and there was no scent of him outside, which made her feel very insecure. Her whole heart was uneasy and uncomfortable.
Practical.
Thinking of his nonchalant look just now and his gloomy eyes as ice, her heart felt raw pain, like countless ants biting her heart, dense and vague, it hurt but not painful, but next time
Seconds later, there was real throbbing pain.
What is wrong with her heart? Is it reluctance? Is she nostalgic for him? Impossible, she shook her head. She has always hated him and hated him. She wished she could escape from him, so how could she go?
Nostalgic? Ridiculous?
She was finally free, shouldn't she be happy? Why was she like Mrs. Zhang, with a sullen face, as ugly as her dead father? She took a deep breath to hide the sadness on her face, she kept saying