Miao Jin looked at the translated content, feeling bored, and was about to leave Qiu Dongyue's room.
The door was open, and Miao Jin suddenly felt terrified when she thought about it carefully. A trace of terror seeped into every cell in her body. She couldn't help but shiver. She thought Nie Yiheng was dead before, and only found out the truth some time ago. In her heart, she knew that Nie Yiheng was alive, and she said it spontaneously. But from what her mother said just now, it seemed that she also knew that Nie Yiheng was not dead.
Miao Jin wasn't the only one who felt this way. After saying this, Qiu Dongyue also cursed herself inwardly. How could she have let Miao Jin lead her on and let the cat out of the bag? Now, it was like she was telling Miao Jin that she also knew Nie Yiheng was not dead.
Miao Jin didn't take it seriously just now, but he will definitely come over after a while.
Miao Jin frowned slightly, and instantly understood everything. Why did Nie Yiheng send her such a blood-stained shirt without any warning after dating for five years? It must be that his mother came to find him. Needless to say, the reason was that he thought the other person was poor. In an instant, a feeling of being deceived and toyed with rushed to her head. That's what it means to have blood rush to your head. Qiu Dongyue directly changed her life.
Judging from her father's attitude that day, he didn't seem to be that opposed to Nie Yiheng. Maybe, at this time, she—
Miao Jin started to open the door, then slowly closed it. She slowly turned around and asked, "Mom, is that you?"
Miao Jin's voice was trembling, and he didn't feel uncomfortable being deceived.
Qiu Dongyue bit her lower lip and said, "Miaomiao, Mom doesn't know what you are talking about."
"You understand, you understand. It was you who made him leave me and fake his death to deceive me. So, you always knew he was alive, right, Mom?" Miao Jin spoke loudly to Qiu Dongyue, pushing Qiu Dongyue into the corner step by step.
Qiu Dongyue's temperament in the past was not that of a strong person. She endured more humiliation and endured more. Compared with Miao Jin, who had the surname Miao, she was much worse. Moreover, she was in the wrong in this matter.
Qiu Dongyue's eyes flickered. "Their family is too poor. He didn't even finish college, and he's a soldier. How can he bring you happiness? You and A Yan are in love now, aren't you?"
"That's another matter! I ask you, why did you lie to me? Why did you deprive my lover of his rights? Why did you let him fake his death to deceive me? I always thought he was sacrificed. I have tinnitus and I can't stand it. When I think of him, I think of that bloody shirt and I want to vomit. I dare not ride a motorcycle. Mom, what are you doing?" Miao Jin held Qiu Dongyue's shoulders and shook him.
"But aren't you still in love with A Yan now?" Qiu Dongyue asked again, "You and Nie Yiheng have never lived together. I don't know the daily necessities of life. I don't know how tired you must be under the huge economic gap and the huge gap in your aura. Your father and I are examples of this. I have been chasing after your father's footsteps all my life, but I can never catch up-"
Qiu Dongyue wanted to cry when he thought about the grievances he had felt over the years.
"How do you know? You've deprived me of my lover's rights without even letting me try! Mom, is this how you deal with the world? If you do this, not only will Dad not forgive you, but I, too, won't forgive you!" Miao Jin said.
Then, she sat on the edge of the bed, gritting her teeth, tears welling up in Miao Jin's eyes.
Qiu Dongyue knew she couldn't hide the truth anymore. If Miao Jin wasn't her biological daughter, she'd have suspected he was trying to trick her. She pulled out her phone and said to Miao Jin, "He sent me a last message on WeChat. Take a look."
Then he handed the phone to Miao Jinxu and said: I am dead in her heart, I have returned from hell, and I don’t want to talk about love.
Miao Jin looked at this WeChat message and couldn't help but cover his mouth with his hands. The four words "back from hell" and "back from hell" made Miao Jin imagine how much pain he had suffered. He was alone, forced to leave his beloved, without saying a word, and suffered physical torture. Miao Jin felt sorry for him at that time.
Everything she had with Jiang Xingyun could not compare to the five years she had been with Nie Yiheng. She had sympathized with him and had shed tears when facing life and death. Only love that sheds tears is true love.
Miao Jin kept crying, covering her mouth to prevent herself from crying out loud.
How she wished she could go back to that time last year when she and Nie Yiheng were together. If she had a choice, Miao Jin would still choose him at that time. At that moment, all the thoughtfulness and care that Miao Jin showed to Jiang Xingyun were useless in Miao Jin's eyes. She only felt sorry for Nie Yiheng in her heart.
Originally Miao Jin didn't understand the whole process, but now she understands it all.
She knew he had to leave, but he wasn't someone who listened to others easily. Why did he listen to his mother and leave her in such a cruel way?
"Why is he so obedient? He is not an obedient person." Miao Jin was tired and cried weakly.
"Do you think he doesn't have an inferiority complex? If not, why hasn't he wanted you these past few years? Because she knows you can still find the best one. This is his weak spot, and I hit it with one strike!" Qiu Dongyue said again.
Miao Jin had a vague feeling about all these, and she didn't even dare to let her father know about his existence.
Once upon a time, they were all timid.
Now, at the age of 25, Miao Jin looks back at herself back then and feels heartbroken for the two of them. They loved each other to the extreme, yet hid their most vulnerable sides, carefully guarding that love.
Miao Jin kept sitting on the bed, sobbing.
Now the person in her heart has been completely pulled out, and she can no longer hide it.
The meticulous and considerate attitude towards Jiang Xingyun fell apart in the face of his first love five years ago and the test of life and death. Miao Jin wanted to see that person and hear what he would say.
But Miao Jin knew that this was impossible. She was married and could never go back.
"I want to stay here at night and not go home," said Miao Jin.
She was afraid of her current mood and couldn't go back to face Jiang Xingyun alone. Today, she wanted to sleep in the same bed with Qiu Dongyue and listen to her mother's detailed account of how she persuaded Nie Yiheng to withdraw.
"Mom, go out and tell Ayan that I'm sleeping here today and he sprained his ankle, so let him sleep upstairs. You and Dad should separate tonight." Miaomiao ordered Qiu Dongyue.
Qiu Dongyue knew Miaomiao's temper. Once she made up her mind, even ten oxen couldn't pull her back.
Qiu Dongyue went out and told Jiang Xingyun that Miaomiao would sleep here tonight, and she asked Ayan to live upstairs.
"Oh?" A Yan glanced at Qiu Dongyue and Miao Yingdong's room and said only one sentence, "Hey."
When Qiu Dongyue returned to the room, Miao Jinguo had already gone to bed.
After turning off the lights and going to bed, Miao Jin said, "Tell me, what did you say to him at that time? What did he say? Did he say nothing?"
Qiu Dongyue glanced at Miao Jin and said, "Yes, he didn't say anything. How do you know?"
"I guess." Miao Jin put his hands behind his head and stared at the ceiling, which was filled with faint light.
After all, I've been with him for 15 years.
Miao Jin didn't fall asleep tonight, and was woken up by Qiu Dongyue the next day.
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