In the evening, the afterglow of the setting sun cast a warm hue on the city, but Shen Qingli had no intention of appreciating it.
After a busy day at work, she dragged her tired body back to the community.
As soon as she reached the building where she lived, she saw the familiar figure from afar.
The moment she saw him, Shen Qingli's heart tightened subconsciously. Without time to think about it, she turned around and prepared to leave.
But it was still a step too late. Zhou Yanchen had already spotted her and hurriedly caught up with her.
He ran to Shen Qingli, reached out and held her hand, with a hint of urgency and pleading in his voice: "Shen Qingli, can you give me a little time?"
"I really have a lot to say to you."
Shen Qingli glanced at the wrist he was holding, and a barely perceptible displeasure flashed across her face.
She turned around and looked at him coldly, her tone distant and cold: "Zhou Yanchen, what on earth do you want to do?"
"I really have nothing to say to you."
Seeing the disgusting expression on Shen Qingli's face, Zhou Yanchen's heart ached for a moment, as if it was cut by a sharp knife.
He spoke in an almost pleading tone: "Xiao Li, I know you hate me, but can't you give me a chance to explain?"
Shen Qingli really didn't want to talk to him about this anymore.
She looked at Zhou Yanchen expressionlessly, her voice extremely cold: "Zhou Yanchen, during the two years when we got the marriage certificate, for more than seven days, I waited for you to come back and give me an explanation every day."
"With your ability, if you want to contact me, will you be unable to find me?"
"What have you been doing for so many days?"
"You went to accompany Su Xinyao. You were afraid that if you left her, she would not be able to survive."
"During those seven days, have you ever thought about how I spent it?"
"Zhou Yanchen, even if you come back once in those two years and explain it to me once..."
She paused for a moment, took a deep breath, tried to calm her surging emotions, and continued:
"I admit that I was the first to fall in love with you, and I gradually took over your place in my heart over those seven days."
"Now I have no love for you in my heart."
"Zhou Yanchen, stop pestering me. I'm really tired."
"Let go." Shen Qingli said in a low voice.
Zhou Yanchen seemed to have lost all his energy and slowly let go of Shen Qingli's wrist.
After hearing these words, his throat seemed to be blocked and he couldn't utter a word.
He didn't know whether he had been kicked in the head by a donkey, which led him to do such a stupid thing.
He clearly had her in his heart, but at that time he was like a cowardly deserter and didn't say a word.
She was right. During those seven days and nights, even if he had come back to see her once and explained the situation to her, this situation would not have happened today.
"I'm sorry." His voice was full of regret and self-blame, and these three words seemed so pale and insignificant at this moment.
Shen Qingli's face was calm, and his tone was as calm as a bottomless lake: "Zhou Yanchen, you don't have to apologize to me again. You have your choice, and I don't blame you."
"All I want now is for you to stop looking for me."
After saying this, she walked forward, each step she took was firm and decisive.
Zhou Yanchen looked at her back, his eyes full of regret. He just stood there, as if frozen in this moment.
When Shen Qingli arrived at the door of her house, she did not open the door and go in immediately, but stood in front of the corridor window.
The cold wind blew in from outside, ruffling her hair, but it also calmed her mind a lot.
She secretly thought in her heart that maybe she should not have come back. Now, nothing can be changed.
After a long while, Shen Qingli calmed down a lot and she opened the door again and went in.
Hearing the door open, Shen Jinnan and Shen Jinxi in the living room immediately stood up and ran towards her, shouting, "Mom, you're finally back."
Shen Qingli squatted down, reached out and held them in her arms, feeling the warmth from their bodies. That warmth was like a ray of light that dispelled the haze in her heart.
She stroked the children's heads gently, thinking silently in her heart that with these two little guys by her side, everything else would not be a problem.
No matter how much pain and grievance she had experienced in the past, she would stay strong for the sake of her children.
Shen Jinxi was always attentive, and she seemed to be able to detect Shen Qingli's unhappiness. "Mom, what's wrong with you? Are you too tired from work?"
Shen Qingli shook her head slightly, and a gentle smile appeared on her face. "No, Mom is not tired. Did you have fun at home today?"
She reached out and touched Shen Jinxi's head, trying to hide the barely perceptible fatigue and worry in her heart.
When Shen Jinxi heard this, a brilliant smile instantly appeared on her face. "Well, Mom, my brother and I built a castle with building blocks."
As she spoke, she excitedly grabbed Shen Qingli's hand, and while pulling her mother to the living room, she said happily: "Mom, come and see, it's beautiful!"
Shen Qingli was pulled by her son and daughter and followed them as they moved.
When she saw the exquisite castle building blocks in the center of the living room, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.
She clearly remembered that there was no such set of building blocks at home, so she asked, "Dabao, Xiaobao, who bought these for you?"
When the two little guys heard their mother's question, they looked at each other first.
Shen Jinxi hesitated for a moment, then said cautiously, "Mom, if you know this, please don't get angry with me and my brother."
Her voice was small, with a hint of flattery.
"Yes...my uncle bought it for us." Shen Jinxi's voice became lower and lower.
Shen Qingli's heart skipped a beat and a bad premonition came to his mind.
"Which uncle?" Shen Qingli tried her best to make her voice sound calm, but her slightly trembling tone still revealed her inner uneasiness.
Shen Jinxi saw that her mother's face looked a little bad, and she felt a little scared, but she still mustered up the courage to speak softly: "It's the uncle I called dad last time."
Zhou Yanchen!
Shen Qingli asked quickly: "Did he send it home?"
Shen Jinxi nodded.
He actually knew where she lived?
Shen Jinxi reached out and gently held Shen Qingli's hand, and asked softly: "Mom, is he our father?"
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