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Liang Xinhe finished counting her and Zhou Yan's "common" property that night.

house.

There is also a card, and they deposit some money into it regularly every month, and both of them know the password.

This card belongs to Zhou Yan, but in her hands, Zhou Yan has never cared about it.

"How much do you put in every month?" Xinhe asked her at that time.

Zhou Yan gently scratched her nose, "I'll put as much as you want me to put, okay?"

She smiled: "I save three thousand in it every month, you are not allowed to save more."

"I also have three thousand, that's no good, I have at least five thousand."

Zhou Yan's eyes were shining, and the affection in them was like the sunlight falling on the lake, "After all, I am winning on the bed, so I have to show more."

"What are you talking about!" She blushed with shame on her cheeks, and thumped her.

"Ouch, ouch, it hurts, you are so ruthless, you murdered your own wife!" Zhou Yan cried out exaggeratedly, and kissed her while she was not paying attention.

Finally, they fell on the floor and played, laughing so that the shadow of the lamp dangled on their faces.

That was her fourth year of work, the year she worked as a designer, they had a joint household registration, and the savings lasted for three years.

Later, she withdrew [-] from Cary for the renovation. She told Zhou Yan at the time, but she didn't take it seriously.

It is her business that Zhou Yan is willing to give the house to herself, but she will not accept it.

It's meaningless to ask for a house without people around, not to mention that there are shadows of two people everywhere in this house.

Suddenly, she felt a chill down her spine, and a thought popped up - Zhou Yan probably never brought her new love back, right?

She suddenly suppressed this thought.

Not so much.

Zhou Yan has his own house, so it is not possible to bring people here.

She shouldn't have taken things to such an extreme level, right?

Liang Xinhe felt a little sad, Zhou Yan not only betrayed their feelings, but also destroyed his trust in her.

She didn't want to go to the research either.

"I plan to sell the house, and then we will divide it. You six and I four."

After a while, Zhou Yan returned to her and said concisely: "Okay, as you like."

Liang Xinhe stared at these words for a long time, feeling inexplicable to inexplicable emotions surged, reason prevailed for a long time, but he still didn't reply.

"By the way, the password hasn't been changed, has it? I'll go up and pack my things tomorrow." She took a break here, but a private message from Zhou Yan chased after her.

"No."

It's quiet over there.

A few days ago, he was sticky in front of her and said that he didn't want to be separated from him. He pretended to say that he didn't want to be separated from him. He said that he would give her the house. Now he can say anything, wishing for a clear division.

Maybe a few days ago she said that she was reluctant to bear her and liked that she was just acting, so she wanted to take the initiative to break up with her so that she could leave.

Is it too cheap for her?Isn't she sure that she won't want this house?If you want it now!

She was the one who cheated first, so she should "get out of the house".

Liang Xinhe thought bitterly.

At this moment, the resentment in her heart was as thick as ink, polluting her internal organs.

She stood up and turned around the living room again and again, resentment, anger, and sadness filled her, hitting her head and head, as if it could only be relieved by this unconscious copying action, until tears flowed down her face.

Until her legs were sore and trembling, she squatted on the carpet and cried in a muffled voice.

After an unknown amount of time, she opened her eyes, and white light pierced into her eyes. She covered her eyes with pain, and stumbled up to turn off the light.

It turned out that she had just fallen asleep.

I don't know how long I slept.

"Clap" sound.

The light in the living room went out.

Light leaked in from the balcony.

It's the night view outside.

She paced out and stood alone for a while.

Then go to the bathroom to wash your face.

Her face in the mirror was swollen, her eyes were also swollen, and the makeup she put on in the morning was a mess.

She simply took off her makeup, took a hot bath, and came out in loose pajamas. After skin care, she felt alive.

After all, she is not the energetic self in her early 20s. At that time, she was busy and often stayed up late at night for several days, her mobile phone was turned on 24 hours a day, and a message from the chief project designer would get her out of bed and go to a meeting. According to her wishes Revise again.

I often go to the construction site to deal with the foreman and decoration workers.

Learn from your predecessors, learn some marketing and sales skills in your spare time, and learn to sign orders.

Competition in big companies is fierce, and everyone has a beautiful resume. If you don't pay attention, you will be left behind.

Although those few years were hard, they didn't feel tired. Zhou Yan and Zhou Yan also sneaked out to date.

During that fellowship, she met Zhou Yan by chance, but she didn't take it seriously afterwards because she was busy with her internship at the time.

Not long after, Zhou Yan probably got to know her contact information through her junior sister in the same hospital, so she added her on WeChat, and chatted slowly.

She was so busy that she didn't have time and didn't think about it at all. When Zhou Yan confessed to her for the first time, she was surprised for a long time and declined.

Zhou Yan did not give up and still pursued her.

She is so caring, knows how to please girls, and puts her heart into everything. When she confessed her love for the second time, Xinhe's heart softened, and she agreed to see everything with her first.

When they were officially together, Zhou Yan smirked for a long time, put his arms around her and kissed her like a puppy: "Oh, I've been chasing you for two years, hard work pays off, you are finally my girlfriend!"

"You are so stupid..." She covered her mouth and smiled.

"Silly, I will hold you in my arms forever!"

Here's what she said.

Have you forgotten about Zhou Yan?It was she who let go first.

Liang Xinhe is a single-parent family. Her mother has raised her alone since she was in elementary school. She said that she divorced her father when she was very young.

The mother did not hide it from her and told her, "Xiaohe, your father and I are no longer in love. It is very hard for two people without love to support a marriage."

The alimony her father called her every six months was the only impression she had of her father. He never came to see her, and after that, there was no more alimony. She gradually lost the only connection with her "father".

Mother, her teaching job and sideline job are very difficult to maintain the expenses of the two mothers and daughters, and the expenses of her learning painting. Even with the support of her father, she is so busy that she hardly has any private time, and has never fallen in love again. Did not remarry either.

Even though she was very hard and stressed, she never put any pressure on her daughter.If she likes to draw, she can learn it, and her test scores are above average. She is never required to be first or second in the exam, and play more when she has the opportunity to play.

Her open-mindedness and gentleness made Xinhe dare not study hard, as if she would be sorry for her mother for being lazy for a moment, and she was admitted to one of the best art universities in China.

Most of the art students live a carefree, unrestrained life, ignorant of worldly affairs, more or less uninhibited and calm.

She can't.

The teachers have always said that her paintings lack a little aura of freedom.

She understands what the teacher said, the pressure of life is the biggest shackle of her aura, her painting style is too heavy, not light enough, but fortunately, she never thought of painting as a career, so she is not too sad.

She chose the Department of Environmental Art, which is relatively easy to find employment, in order to be able to work as soon as possible and reduce the burden on her mother.

She has been living so tight that she can't even find time to date or fall in love.

Zhou Yan once said to her: "Do you know how famous you are?"

"Your junior sisters all say that you are the 'big sister' of the ascetic sect, and you are absolutely impossible to be plucked - the flower of Gaoling."

"What kind of nickname is this..." She pursed her lips and smiled, shaking her head, "But I know they said in private that I don't know how to enjoy life, and that I'm very boring."

"I don't think so, I think you are—a book that ordinary people can't understand."

Xinhe laughed at her saying that it was like an earthy love story, "Then you can understand?"

"I opened the book and saw that there is a plant that grows very well. It strives to face the sun, with full branches and vines, bright, bright, and tough." Zhou Yan looked at her with bright eyes, and spit out two words softly, " beauty."

She liked Zhou Yan's words very much, and also liked her bright eyes at that time.

Zhou Yan no longer loves her, she has to love herself, she only has herself left.

She poured water, took melatonin, and fell asleep.

I woke up the next day, washed up, and went to the company. I had no choice but to have a car loan or a house loan waiting for me. My love life was frustrated and my work could not be affected.

Busy with big and small things all morning, she didn't take care of her mobile phone. She thought about the house, and remembered that Han Kailiang had a friend who was an intermediary.She opened WeChat to contact her, but found that she had left a private message for herself.

"Suddenly the water broke and I was hospitalized."

She scanned the time, WeChat at 02:30 in the morning.

She was taken aback, and hurried to the hospital, calling Lao Wu on the way.

Old Wu panicked on the phone and yelled, "Why so suddenly? I remember her due date hasn't arrived yet. This is, is this premature?"

"Probably not, she is 37 weeks old, maybe it's too early." Liang Xinhe was a little calmer than him, "I just don't know how she is now..."

"You go first, I hurry up and rush over after I finish my work. I'm here in the lower city, so I might be a little slower."

"Understood, drive carefully."

"Okay, feel free to contact me if you have anything to do, and send me whatever you need me to buy."

"OK, all right."

After Xinhe hung up the phone, she dialed Han Kailiang's husband, Chen Yangbo, and finally answered the phone after it rang a few times.

Chen Yangbo's excited mood leaked from the microphone to her ear corridor: "The birth, mother and child are safe."

"It was only born at 07:30 in the morning. We were so busy that we walked around. Two elderly people followed us all night, and finally persuaded them to leave. I just wanted to send you a message."

Liang Xinhe breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm almost there."

She speeded up to the hospital, stopped the car, and hurriedly trotted towards the inpatient department.

It was almost noon, and there were still a lot of people in the elevator, densely packed, and they kept stopping floor by floor. The smell of sweat made her uncomfortable, and she walked out before reaching the floor.

The first courtyard has been expanded before, and there is a long and wide corridor between the two buildings, which can be passed directly.

She walked over quickly, a white skirt fluttered from the khaki windbreaker, and the four-centimeter high heels lightly and densely knocked on the ground, looking hurriedly without losing her style.

There seemed to be a gust of wind passing by, and the woman sitting on a chair reading a book just raised her eyes and caught a glimpse of her side face with slightly brushed hair.

She paused for a while, then turned to look at Xin He's back, adjusted her glasses, thought for a second or two, then lowered her eyes to flip through the book.

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