Yan Huan tossed and turned in bed the whole night and finally decided to go.
She had curled up weakly for so many years. The past was like a fishbone stuck in her throat. She might as well suffer a hard time. Then, the thin needle would prick her and she would be able to live a peaceful life with Yan Luo.
She was planning for the best, but she did not dare to think about the worst.
The next day was a sunny day.
In the room, the breeze gently blew the bed curtains, and a few rays of sunlight mischievously jumped into the room, bringing in the high temperature outside.
A thin, white, and naked arm reached out from the light yellow bedding and searched around the bed. When it touched the phone, it grabbed it. Yan Huan sat up to look at the time. After glancing at the short text message, she was slapped back onto the bed, and she did not want to move again.
She had become weak, she knew.
She really wanted to curl up and bury her head in a hole like a silly ostrich. No matter what happened in the outside world, whether it was an eagle pecking her butt or a poisonous snake taking advantage of her, she didn't want to care.
Yan Huan curled up like an ostrich for five minutes before he resigned himself to his fate and got up. When she left the room, she realized that Yan Luo had already gone to school by himself.
This child was always keenly aware of his mother's fragility.
"Yan Luo, Mommy wasn't weak in the past. At that time, there was no one to rely on and she could only be strong alone. Now that I have you, I have someone to lean on in my heart.”Yan Huan muttered as he pushed open the door and entered Yan Luo's room. He began to tidy up the big bed that was as messy as a world war.
This was the only part of Yan Luo that looked like a child. He slept like he was fighting a war, rolling around in bed.
He picked up the two small pillows that had been kicked off the bed, the blue blanket, a book on fortune-telling, a book on photography skills…
After finishing his work, Yan Huan looked at his house. It was a hundred square meters with three bedrooms, two living rooms, and two balconies. One balcony was used to dry clothes, while the other was used to plant flowers.
It was now midsummer, and the peony flowers on the balcony were in full bloom. The fiery red flowers were dazzling under the embellishment of the green leaves. From afar, they looked like balls of bright, eye-catching flames. They were so beautiful that one had to squint their eyes to look at them carefully.
This flower was very similar to her in the past. It was bold, bright, and beautiful. Yan Huan curled his lips and threw away the thoughts that he shouldn't have.
In the past few years, her financial situation was not bad. In fact, she was better than most people. The company she co-founded with her friend had two floors in the expensive commercial center of T City. It was an excellent and loyal group. He had his own property in the Palm Community, which had good traffic and excellent gardens. It was the only community in T City that planted palm trees.
If she was willing, she could give herself and Yan Luo a better life. However, she had no intention of doing that. She only wanted to give Yan Luo and herself the basic necessities of life. Because she knew that no matter how good her living conditions were, her heart would be empty and even timid.
Yan Huan almost felt that she was sick. It seemed that with these material affirmations, she could slightly raise her spirits and have confidence when facing long-lost "old friends", as if this could prove that she could live well without him and them.
Whoever left would live a good life!
It was not until five o'clock in the afternoon that Yan Huan prepared dinner for Yan Luo and began to pick out clothes.
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