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The prosecution has no new questions and objections, and the judge announced his withdrawal from the court to allow the jury to discuss.

Everyone got up and retreated, and there was much discussion in the audience.

No one expected that at this moment, when the bailiff took Huaisheng to leave, the always silent Huaisheng suddenly seized the space, unexpectedly broke away from the bailiff, rushed to Zhen Yi, grabbed the pen on the table On her throat.

Everything happened so suddenly that the court suddenly became chaotic. There was a scream in the audience.

"Zhen Yi!" Yan Ge got up in an instant, and saw Huaisheng pinching Zhen Yi's neck with one hand, and the pen tip in the other hand pressed against it.

"Don't come, I'll stab her if I come again!" Huai Sheng dragged Zhen Yi and shouted forcefully.

The policeman with a gun quickly rushed in and aimed at Huaisheng. The people in the audience behind screamed and fled.

Zhen Yi was strangled by him, and he was having trouble breathing. Suddenly he heard him say in her ear: "Zhen Yi, I'm sorry."

She was stunned and her eyes widened.

"This is what Yang Zi said to you when he died. You didn't hear it. Today, I also told you once: Zhen Yi, sorry."

The pen in his hand stung Zhen Yan's sore throat and he couldn't say a word.

"Zhen Yi, the man you like, although casting a net hurts me, but he is really a good person. And you, thank you very much. But late, I can't be saved ...

He pinched her neck and dragged her to the side door, sticking to her ear, "Please, put half of my ashes with my sister. Half with ..."

Without talking, he pushed away Zhen Yi, turned around and ran.

But where he ran was a crowded auditorium, but a side door that nobody had. This is to make the police shoot without any pressure.

Zhen Yi was suddenly cold, screaming: "Don't shoot!"

But her voice was instantly submerged in a series of "banging" gunshots.

She watched the thin, big boy fall down, lie down in the pool of blood, breathing violently, holding her hand, turning over very hard, looking at the sky.

Zhen Yi rushed past like crazy: "Huaisheng ... Huaisheng ..."

He did n’t look at her, he just looked at the sky, as if he saw something that made him happy, with smile in his eyes, but tears,

Sister ... pretty ... I'm sorry ... Don't know me for the rest of my life.

His eyes returned to the beginning, and Zhen opinions expressed his purity and clarity. At that time, the skinny big boy lying on the dialyzer had a beautiful face, rubbed his eyes, and smiled purely at his beloved girl, saying:

"I just woke up."

If Huai Ru didn't kill, if Huai Sheng didn't become a "rat in the street" in his mouth;

If Huairu rescued Xu Qiao, did not let her die;

If Xu Qian ’s parents agreed to give the kidney to Huaisheng;

If the charity foundation gives them more attention and help;

If Huaisheng is not sick;

in case……

Without reason, Zhen Yi suddenly remembered the cry of Tang Yu kneeling in front of Song Yi's tomb:

When I came, all of them were good, but I couldn't go back.

Zhen Yi's tears twirled, trying to reach out and close those clear eyes, but someone was suddenly pulled behind her, and the next second, she was picked up by someone and bumped into a hug of poor breathing and extreme tension.

She was so tightly hooped by him, she opened her mouth and called a "word", and tears fell down violently.

In the clean and simple rehabilitation room, only one person is doing rehabilitation.

"Hold the pull ring in your right hand, adjust your breathing, and do not pull too hard. Very good." The rehabilitation trainer's voice was light and gentle, mixed with Zhen's slow breathing sound, which made the room more empty.

Yan was standing by the window, quietly watching Zhen Yi doing recovery training. The room was warm. She only wore a T-shirt and slim track pants, and she was still very slim.

The back neckline of the T-shirt is a bit low, revealing a clean and white back and a long, slender neck. The injury on the back has recovered very well.

He looked at it for a while, then lowered his eyes, covering the complex emotions in his eyes.

Sometimes, good memory is really not a good thing. Since she was admitted to the hospital two months ago, she saw the X-rays of her hand bones identified by the doctor ... She remembered every word and every image clearly at that time.

A week ago, when she took out the evidence in the court, everyone in the auditorium cried.

The stranger looked distressed, not to mention him.

The lawsuit eventually dismissed the prosecution's appeal for the admission of dangerous elements into the psychiatric hospital with a unanimous vote of 9 by the jury.

However, it also pointed out that Zhenyi must receive psychological treatment for a long time, and do mental assessment regularly, and the court will send a person to supervise.

After the lawsuit, Zhen Yi ’s closing statement and the words she said appeared on the front page of many HK media, and Internet Forum Radio all followed what she said:

"It's the hardest thing in this world to be alive, but we are all working hard."

Once again, she has become the focus and miracle in the eyes of the public, and has broken the norms of the Jedi life model many times.

Even entertainment gossip began to pay attention to her and wanted to dig out her private life, but besides she was an orphan, the borderline relationship with the Qi family was not a big deal.

There are still tabloids digging up the legendary stories of her middle school years, from junior high school to high school, chasing a male theology director for 3 years. It is said that only 12 years later this year, this male theology director is her psychologist and psychiatrist.

Some people even dug out that the original male theology was the peerless beauty who replaced the vegetative brother in court in the murder of Xu Mo a few months ago.

During that time, his ancient legacy of calm and water-like tutoring, clear, concise and calm thinking attitude, and his short appearance made people search for curiosity for a long time.

It is now known that it is actually the love of Lawyer Zhen.

Really good match.

After this battle, Zhen Yi became the most concerned barrister in HK City's history. It also allows more people, especially young people, to start to pay attention to the legal system, to care about the profession of lawyers, and to believe:

Regardless of origin, regardless of background, hard work, seriousness and professionalism, will make you move forward.

Many university social group companies want to invite her to give a speech.

But again, Zhen Yi didn't care about the case and things outside the courtroom, so the assistant refused all invitations to show up, concentrated on rest and recovery, and sorted out his mood.

She knew very well that after a year of high winds and waves, the peak and trough, what she needed most was reflection and meditation.

And Zhen Xin has always been the shadow of her heart.

These days, the first thing she wakes up every morning for conditioned reflex is to listen to the heartbeat of the speech and make sure that he has not been killed by Zhen Xin in his sleep.

Zhen Yi thought that if her body and spirit were strong enough, she should be able to restrain Zhen Xin with more certainty. Therefore, she makes extra efforts in daily training.

It's just very strange that these days, I don't know why, her memory is always a bit backward. It's like having Alzheimer's disease.

The rehabilitation trainer stood next to her holding the medical record book, and from time to time advised and encouraged: "Okay, very good. Open your arms, pull back, and do a back muscle stretch again. Very good."

"Today's training is here." The trainer handed her with the force meter. "Take a look .... Hold it in your right hand, don't be anxious. Okay."

The trainer looked around and smiled, "Very good, it has returned to 17KG."

"Do you feel reluctant or painful?"

"No." Zhen Yi shook her head.

"Then we will continue to cheer tomorrow."

"Thank you." Zhen Yi grasped the force meter and returned.

Yange walked over with her legs open, pulled her hand out of her pocket, spread out the coat clamped on her arm, and put it on.

Zhen Yi couldn't help laughing: "No, now I can wear it myself." With that said, he still obediently asked him to dress himself.

Walking out of the rehabilitation room, Zhen Yi casually glanced at his watch and whispered softly:

"The time is right. Let's go to see Huaisheng. Today is his first seven." Recalling the clear tears before Huaisheng's death, she was terrified in her heart, thinking of something, the voice was lower,

"By the way ... also go and see Yang Zi."

One day in mid-January, the sky was grey.

There were no visiting people in the cemetery. Looking up, there were only a few long rows of dark black columbarium walls and most of the flowers that had been withered.

The temperature was a bit low, and the wind was strong, and Zhen Yi wrapped the coat subconsciously.

Yange took her hand, took a few bunches of flowers, and walked beside her. The two quickly found Huai Sheng's ashes grid, a small one, attached to his photo, black and white made his face look more clean and beautiful.

He was originally a beautiful boy.

Next to him is Huai Ru.

Coincidentally, Xu Qiao is above his head. In the photo, the sunny girl is smiling at Zhen Yi sweetly.

Zhen Yi took another look at Huaisheng's black-and-white photos, thinking that if they were there, he should be able to rest in peace.

After looking for a while on the ashes wall, she saw Tang Shang and Song Yi in turn.

Think about the others, Cui Fei, Xu Mo and Xu Qian, who were buried in the cemetery of the rich, while Lin Han slept in the Martyr's Cemetery.

After a while, I saw Yang Zi again.

Zhen Yi remembered Huaisheng's report and said that at that time, Zhen Yi and Zhen Xin were fighting, refused to kill Yang Zi, and passed out. Yang Zi cried and said "Sorry" before he died.

Now, Yang Zi in the photo is clean and beautiful. With his lips pursed, he smiled faintly, with no malice, no confusion, and no hatred.

Why do people wait for death to become pure and thorough?

Once, as close as sisters; once, gradually away; once, parting ways; once, turned against each other;

Now that people are dead, all emotions, kindness, trust, friendliness, indifference, incomprehension, boredom, hatred ... everything vanishes.

There is no sadness left.

Zhen Yi had nothing to say goodbye, and after a while, she left with her speechless hands together.

After a few steps, he passed by a middle-aged man with sunglasses.

Zhen Yi couldn't stop her footsteps, which are familiar faces commonly seen in newspapers and orthodox news. I heard that the career has been very smooth recently.

It ’s just that in this world, I ’m afraid few people know that many years ago, he and his pregnant wife took advantage of the kindness of a young girl to imprison her **; and few people know that after many years Zi, would be the daughter he gave birth to the girl in prison.

Zheng Ying, Yang Zi, and two daughters are dead, and they are notoriously dead. Is this his retribution?

When the language was not right, he glanced back, understood, but speechless.

Zhen Yi put on her sunglasses and left with her words.

Closed in recent years.

Si Gui's body was almost recovered, and Zhen Yi took her grandfather and Yan Ge to her to the airport.

In the first month of the new year, there are only a few days left, and within a week or two, the New Year is coming. Si Gui wants to go home to spend the Spring Festival with his parents; the police station recently gave her a lot of credit for her arrest of Bian Qian The rewards are not short vacations.

Zhen Yi helped her to change her boarding pass and tried her best to comfort: "You can rest for a while. This time, you are not too tired. You have to go home to take care of your mother, supplement your nutrition, and take care of your body. Your baby will be healthy. "

Turning around holding her hand, he said:

"Also, you can relax. The doctor said that the baby is very healthy now, and the nutrition and development are mainly in the next few months. Don't worry about it. Hurry to supplement your baby's nutrition."

Si Gui saw her nervous look, and couldn't help but smile gently: "Zhen, never found you so verbose."

Zhen commented that she laughed, and the stone in her heart fell halfway, and said: "As, I am the baby's godmother, you have to take care of it. When you come back after the New Year, I will check it."

"You are not a doctor, what can you find?" Si Guibai glanced at her and shook her hand. "Okay, don't worry about me. Zhen, I will be fine."

Zhen Yi knew nothing, so she didn't say much.

This time, along with Si Gui were Bian Qian's father and Bian Qian's nanny. The old man was in poor health, and was pushed in a wheelchair by the nanny.

The elderly have advanced cancer and will be alive in a few months. Si Gui said he would take him home for the Chinese New Year.

Zhen Yi looked at the three people disappearing at the security gate, with some emotion.

Recalling that when Si Gui was discharged from the hospital, she was in good condition like no one else, saying, "Life will continue, isn't it? Besides, there is a little guy living in my stomach, I want to work hard to be better."

Zhen Yi stayed in place and looked quietly. I thought to myself that the As Division of her family is really a strong girl. If it were her, the person she loved stood opposite to herself, she did n’t know how to choose.

After Si Gui lined up at the security gate, he turned back and waved to her with a smile.

Zhen Yi then let go and turned around.

Grandpa didn't run around. He sat down on a chair and ate cookies. It was almost the New Year. Zhen Yi was relaxed and he always took grandpa. Looking away, he was sitting beside his grandfather in silence, always silent.

Zhen Yi sat down in front of him, feeling from the heart, saying:

"Assi is so strong."

"Ok?"

She stepped forward and took his arm: "If it's me, if you're in trouble, I'll be mad." After that, there was a sigh in the heart. Accurately, Zhen Xin appeared, completely occupying the body Right.

Zhen Xin ... This is a hidden danger in her heart. Although she believed in herself, her speech, and her heart, Zhen Xin would never appear again, but this personality existed after all, and she always felt like a third party between them, a time bomb.

If one day could not control the explosion, the one who suffered the most was the person closest to her.

When thinking of here, Zhen Yi was a little dizzy. I don't know why. As long as I think about something in these days, my mind becomes chaotic and fuzzy. She wondered if it was imprisoned and abused for too long this time, and the sequelae lasted too long.

She ignored the unpleasant feelings in her heart and repeated the sentence: "Assi is so strong."

"It's because of the child." The comment was light, "Otherwise, she would have collapsed long ago."

"It should be." Zhen Yi frowned sadly. "Fortunately, Bian Qian's family is so rich. Don't worry about the child's support. It's a little comfort." She thought of something and asked, "Yan Qian, Bian Qian is not dead." , Will he come back again? "

He only said: "Slim."

Zhen Yi sighed deeply and stopped talking.

Seeing that it was all right, he was ready to get up and walk, but Zhenyi leaned on the chair and looked around.

"Waiting for someone?"

"I still have to send personally." Zhen Yi's eyes flew everywhere, just don't look at the words, "Seniors want to fly to Britain."

"Which senior?" He asked calmly.

"..." Zhen Yi grabbed her finger, the voice was thin and soft, "Isn't there only one senior ..."

The expression calmly “oh” and asked, “If you do n’t send Si Gui today, would you send him alone?”

"Why?" Zhen Yi tightened his arms tightly. "I'll still be with you."

"You think I will send him with you."

Zhen Yi froze for a while, and said, "I said to be with you, meaning that if you come, I will come. If you do not come, I will not come."

"..." Yan Yan pursed her lips and said nothing.

Zhen Yi whispered again: "The senior said that he had resigned and wanted to settle in the United Kingdom and go to live with his father, who is actually his uncle."

Hearing his words, he asked, "Go to the UK to settle?"

"Yes," was saying ...

"Zhen Yi!" Yin Duo came over from behind and greeted him; he was wearing a casual dress today, and he looked refreshed and energetic. He didn't take anything in his hand. The boarding documents and luggage were all charged by someone on the side.

Seeing that the words were there, there was a trace of surprise in his eyes, but he said nothing.

The expression was only nodded, and the expression was more friendly than ever.

Yin Duo was a bit strange at first, but later understood, it is estimated that Zhen Yi told him that he was going to "settle" in the UK.

Zhen Yi remembered that the seniors had taken care of themselves this year, and still had some emotion: "Don't you come back to the UK?"

"Occasionally come back to see it." Yin Duo said, speaking with a consistent and gentle smile, "My dad is old and needs someone to accompany. Immigration to the UK, I can still be a prosecutor. Haha. "

He smiled heartily, "Relax, if there are any cases worth studying, we will learn from each other."

"Okay." Zhen Yi was very excited.

Speech: "..."

Before Yin Duo left, he bowed down and looked at Grandpa again, saying hello to him, his eyes sparkling: "Grandpa, I'm gone. Bye."

Grandpa looked up at him, did not smile, nor looked like an old kid, nodded: "Goodbye."

The flight attendant said that VIP guests can board the plane.

Yin Duo stood up and walked to the boarding gate along the floor-to-ceiling windows. He held the mobile phone to his ear and looked at the apron outside the window, with a calm and peaceful smile in his eyes:

"Observer report: The experiment ended successfully. Number of losses: A boss leader was arrested."

Hanging up the phone, he was in a happy and peaceful mood. His life will usher in another brand new opportunity. He is looking forward to working as a prosecutor in another part of the world to do justice and punish evil and promote good.

He always remembered that he wanted to be the one who caught the bad guys.

When he took off, he covered the blanket and fell asleep. After a few seconds, he slowly opened his eyes and glanced at this bustling metropolis that gradually became thumbnails, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of the lips: HK, goodbye!

Sending Yin Duo away and out of the airport, Zhen Yi felt a headache in the back of her head, and there was a vague feeling in her mind.

Words noticed, and asked: "Is there something uncomfortable lately?"

"Oh, there's nothing uncomfortable. It feels a little tired."

She didn't care, she regained her spirit and said, "It's almost New Year. I'll be busy with the work in the studio this week. I will give everyone a holiday. I should also take my grandfather back to the Deep City for the New Year.

Yangla drove the door, helped her grandfather into the car with her, and asked, "Just you and grandpa?"

"Yeah." She rolled her eyes, very lively and cheerful, "It sounds very sad, but it won't. My grandfather and grandchildren can be in harmony, and the two can stay together and have fun. Long time. "

"Oh." The words didn't say much.

She always said that she is the kind of girl who can play very high alone.

He said nothing, and Zhen Yi didn't go to his heart.

She knows the personality of words, and she will not invite her to his house for the Chinese New Year. Girls who are not married leave their elders alone, and go to the man's house for the New Year.

He will not ignore her reputation. She would feel embarrassed herself.

On New Year's Eve, the weather in the deep city was warm and the sun was shining without glare.

Zhen Yi had asked the hourly worker to clean up the old house that had lived in the factory 8 years ago.

But for a long time, Zhen Yi still abolished the power of nine cows and two tigers, and decorated the room well. The bed sheets, carpets, and sofa cushions were replaced with new ones, causing her a lot of bleeding.

Fortunately, she is now a barrister, making money easier than spending money.

All day long, she was tidying up the house, and grandpa also sprinkled flowers on the balcony with a sprinkler. The grandfather and the grandson summoned from time to time, whether they had a few words in a dialogue, but also felt comfortable.

In the evening, when the little brother who brought the New Year's Eve takeaway carried a lot of food into the door, the small house was clean and warm.

Zhen Yi was so hungry that he put the restaurant ’s New Year ’s Eve dinner set on the table. A plate with a variety of colors and fragrances was all the chef ’s hand. She proudly boasted:

"Grandpa, am I smart, how troublesome is cooking, or just buy it delicious."

"Well, it's delicious." Grandpa grabbed the fork, stuffed the abalone in his mouth, and nodded with a smile.

Under the milky fluorescent lamp, the broken hair of the old man's temples looks like sparkling snowflakes and silver.

Zhen commented, with some emotion. Her dearest grandpa is old.

When I was young, I lived in this house with him, and the scene of eating around the table with my aunt and cousin was still vivid.

The old man was very happy to eat, Zhen Yi got up, carefully tied him a napkin, wiped the oil in the corner of his mouth with paper towels, and put a lot of vegetables on his plate, told him: "Grandpa must be good, don't eat meat. "

"Know that, eat vegetables and eat vegetables." Grandpa answered obediently, grabbed a broccoli and shook it at Zhen Yi, then put it in his mouth.

"Grandpa is really obedient." Zhen Yi touched the old man's silver hair and added a little freshly squeezed walnut juice to his glass, turning up the TV volume once.

Inside is the grandfather's favorite Spring Festival Gala, and Beijing opera masters are singing:

"... I haven't said anything in my heart, past gentlemen listen to me ..."

Zhen Yi nibbled the ribs and couldn't help but hummed humorously: "... Which one is going to Nanjing to transfer the letter with my Sanglang ..." A little bit of curling taste.

Half hum, pause.

She took out her phone and glanced at it unintentionally, 21:14. There are no missed calls, but there are a large number of unread text messages, all sent to congratulate the new jubilee.

No words. His character, of course, will not engage in these things.

Well, no surprises ...

Well, Yan Gejia must be very lively, everyone is playing.

She was not lost at all, took a light breath, and put away her phone. Seeing Grandpa's napkin dirty, he untied it and replaced it with a new one.

Grandpa was full and drunk, and followed the people on TV to sing opera. Zhen Yi also hugged the fruit plate and hummed with her grandfather on the couch. Occasionally put a piece of orange in his mouth, and occasionally put an apple in grandpa's mouth.

In the small old TV set, Peking Opera, Yue Opera, Huangmei Opera, Drum Opera, Qinqiang Yu Opera ... Grandpa all sings, and Zhen Yi can hum along with Hu Qihu.

Grandpa sang a word, and regardless of the next tune, she took it boldly and sang it.

The grandchildren and grandchildren are happy and happy, and time passes unconsciously.

It was only 10:30, Grandpa was going to sleep.

Zhen Yi fetched water to wash Grandpa's face, hands and feet, and put him on the bed. After covering the quilt, he remembered something and asked, "Grandpa, do you remember a person named Bian Qian, he is your student." She remembered that there was a year when she and her grandfather spent New Year at Bian Qian's house. At this moment, she missed that big brother a little.

"I don't know." Grandpa closed his eyes and was dissatisfied. "I want to sleep."

"Good." Zhen Yi had no intention of asking anything, and tucked the quilt of Grandpa, "Good night."

Walking out of the room, the small living room was quiet and dimly lit. When she cleaned up the coffee table alone, it was already 11pm. Turn off the twitter TV, the room suddenly fell into a quiet, you can clearly hear the outside world began to sound the salute.

Looking up, outside the window, the city's night sky rose with brilliant fireworks.

so beautiful.

Zhen Yi walked to the balcony to admire for a while, then touched out her mobile phone, and the text messages of congratulation piled up. There is still no way to search.

She shrugged, preparing to call Si Gui before finding out her name, and came without thinking of Si Gui's phone.

This kind of tacit understanding made Zhen Yi instantly cherish, and took it together, rejoicing: "Asi, what a coincidence, I just prepared to call you."

"Cut. Come on, obviously I forgot ..." Si Gui also smiled and chatted with her, "... Zhen, I'm snowing here ..."

The two talked about it for half an hour. Before putting down the phone, the phone turned on again. This time it was Yin Duo, who sent blessings from a distant United Kingdom.

Then Jiang Jiang, Qi Mian, and Tang Yu all called, and even Qi Qinqin sent a text "Zhen Yi, Happy New Year".

After talking with Qi Mian, it was almost zero this time.

The sound of fireworks and firecrackers rang through the sky, deafening; she was on the balcony, watching the night sky of the city gradually lit by colorful fireworks.

The world is full of bright fireworks, beautiful and thrilling.

She moved the small bench and sat alone on the gray building, enjoying the night view, but she couldn't help thinking of what Qi Mian said on the phone just now.

He said he thought she was cool.

In fact, recently, because of her concern and love for her, the outside world began to care about her "strange" personality and mental state. Many young people even said she was so cool.

But Zhen Yi is not cool knowing this.

Now she also knows that in the past, her sister Zhen Xin was not saving her. But she is saving Zhen Xin, saving herself, again and again.

In the future life, we must always keep up our spirits and fight against her.

The densely colored fireworks in the night sky are astonishingly beautiful, and her heart is stunned by the overwhelming beauty.

It was almost zero before she did not want to hear the countdown from outsiders.

Zhen Yi stood up and went to the bathroom to finish washing quickly, wrapped in bath towels and prepared to go to bed. Before turning off the lights in the living room, there were three soft knocks on the old wooden door.

During the noisy midnight, in the sound of fireworks and firecrackers in a world, the unspeakable deep and cleanness was revealed.

Zhen Yi was startled, and her heart followed the sound of "dong". She immediately looked forward nervously, grabbed the towel, and slowly walked to the door. After night, she whispered, "Is it a word?"

The sound of fireworks exploding outside the house reached its peak, and the year-old people counted down enthusiastically and excitedly: "10, 9, 8 ..."

The person on the other side of the door paused for a second before he hummed lightly. His voice was a little blurry, but he was right.

The world is still crackling and shouting: "6, 5, 4 ..."

Zhen Yi's heart jumped wildly, opened the door happily, and hit his picturesque brows on the face. There were no lights in the stairwell, only the fading light of fireworks flashing across his face. His silhouette became deeper and deeper, like a prince descending from the sky.

Fireworks and hustle and bustle reached their zenith, New Year's Eve passed by in an instant: "... 2,1 ...!"

She rushed into his arms suddenly, surprised and happy. In the noisy fireworks of the world, she was not afraid of her grandfather who was sleeping until she could not help but joy, almost screaming: "How come you come?"

He bowed his head, stopped her soft waist, and answered lowly: "I miss you a little."

Not just a little bit.

Sitting in the crowd, the more lively, the more missed her.

I think she will feel lonely and lonely in such a family reunion day. I think she will look forward to seeing him soon after the Chinese New Year.

Originally, he was her family.

Hearing such a self-denying self-denial and saying "I miss you", Zhen Yi's heart was sour and warm, and she almost burst into tears with joy. She buried her head in his neck and whispered:

"Is it more than two hours to drive, are you tired?"

"No." He felt so sticky at the moment he saw her, and he thought it was right.

When I talked, I inadvertently brought a light smile and said plainly,

"Just came to see you on the road, empty and empty all the way. The streets are wide and the sky is full of fireworks. I think if you are here, you will like the beauty.

For an instant, inexplicably, she really wanted to pounce into his heart.

She carefully closed the door and pointed him to Grandpa's room, indicating that Grandpa was asleep. The two held hands in the dark and went to Zhen Yi's room lightly.

Yan Ge glanced at the door and whispered in her ear: "After so many years, the door has not been installed yet."

Zhen Yi couldn't help laughing, his eyes rolled, tiptoe and said: "The closet is still there, do you want to get in?"

In the half-light and half-dark sky, he bent the corners of his lips very shallowly without making a sound.

They grew up and it was too difficult to get in.

Zhen Yi ’s bed was still a little girl ’s bed, which was short and narrow. The speech is too tall, so he can only curl up sleeping sideways and hug her tightly in her arms.

She felt unusually warm and shrunk in his arms, her face filled with a happy smile. Her happiness is always open without concealment, so even in the dark, even with her eyes closed, he can feel her smile.

I also feel ...

Her hand reached into his clothes ...

He lowered his eyes and saw the colorful fireworks outside the window grow and fall, reflecting her clear eyes, like a kaleidoscopic glass.

"Zhen Yi ..." He whispered, and finally whispered, "Your room has no door."

"It's okay." She whispered and negotiated obediently. "I can hold back without making a sound. Okay?"

"..."

"Here is the room where I grew up. Don't you want to be in my bed."

"..."

Yan Yan breathed slowly, for a long time, slowly said, "Zhen Yi, you ..."

"Ok?"

"Your bed is not very reliable, maybe ... it will ring ..." said this lowly at night, his face flushing inadvertently.

She remained silent for a few seconds, but smiled lightly, leaning on his cheek and biting her ear: "But what if it feels more sensational like this? And, there are still fireworks outside, which can cover the movement."

"..."

But after she finished speaking, the fireworks that burst into the sky gradually subsided, and the sound of firecrackers in the vicinity became sparse and distant.

The night sky returns to darkness, and the world re-enters silence.

She smiled secretly, leaned into his ear and whispered: "Words, let's have a baby."

At night, such words are too confusing.

Words slowly closed his eyes, I don't know why, but at night it was clear and cool, but he felt feverish.

This room seemed to have a strange magical power that made him less controllable.

In a quiet and peaceful night, the two were careful and cautious, slowly and silently intimate.

On the night of New Year's Eve, the warmth, the softness, and the lingering silence.

Zhen Yi was soft in her words, and was immersed in the intoxication just a moment ago. Her consciousness was not clear.

She leaned against his chest, fingers habitually climbing his slightly sweaty arm, and suddenly couldn't help it, she smiled happily: "Speech?"

"Ok?"

"I feel so happy for the first time for the New Year." She closed her eyes like she was dreaming. "Before, every time I passed zero, I was alone. I watched other people set fireworks and climbed to bed by myself. Um , Someone sleeps with me today. "

She giggled twice and felt very satisfied. The koala embraced the branches like arms and legs and hugged him with the ground.

He gently kissed her forehead: "Sleep well."

"Um." She closed her eyes contentedly, and after a short while, she remembered something and woke up:

"Speech."

"Ok."

"Speech, let's have a baby."

"..." He reminded in good faith, "You just said that."

"But you didn't respond to me." She deflated.

"……"no respond? What were they doing just now?

Um, verbal response?

He said: "Of course we will have children."

She laughed happily and fell asleep again. But only a few seconds later, she opened her eyes again, curious: "You said, will our children have autism?"

"..." He felt that it was necessary to correct it at this moment. "Actually, strictly speaking, it is Asperger's syndrome that I and I are suffering from."

"what? What?"

"Asperger's syndrome." He repeated it calmly. "A rare form of autism, patients usually ..." He is not very bragging, "Well, ... high IQ."

Zhen Yi understood that she had checked the information before and knew that most people with autism have intellectual development problems. At that time, she still felt that this kind of situation was really a miracle, but now it is clear that they have a more professional classification.

She thought about it silently and said, "You are so cool."

Speech: "..."

"Unlike my illness, there is no benefit at all." Zhen Yi muttered with dissatisfaction. "Children with ADHD are hard to educate, and if they still have personality ..."

She didn't go on, and suddenly she felt like she was being ripped hard by someone, and the pain was numb.

She always thought it was okay to be sick, as long as she tried to exercise restraint, she wanted to be with words, she must be with words. But ... kids ...

She closed her eyes and tried to suppress the despair in her heart that suddenly turned over the river and turned into a relaxed look, saying: "If you marry me, you are taking your child to take risks."

He subconsciously hugged her body, only said: "It is our children."

Zhen Yi knocked in his heart, as if he was hit by a warm heart, his head lowered, and his voice lowered: "That shouldn't be."

"If you are worried and feel psychologically stressful, we can avoid children." Yange turned his head and his lips touched her ears. The words were plain, like no ordinary thing. it is good."

She was stunned and buried her head in his arms, tears rushed to his chest like a dike:

"Words, I will never leave you, absolutely not."

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