Yuan Xun stared at the clear and smiling eyes in front of him in a daze, and for a while he didn't understand why she was laughing, could she have seen it wrong There was a bit of a trance in front of me.
But in this trance, he heard her soft and childish words in his ears.
"I arrived just in time when my mom died.
I can see very clearly that this matter has nothing to do with Won Hoon. ” This soft sentence came into the ears like a spring breeze, and then passed through the ears to the brain.
At first, I couldn't taste the meaning, but when I understood, I couldn't believe it, and looked at her steadily, thinking that there was a trace of jokes in her demeanor.
But no.
Her demeanor was peaceful, her words were earnest, and her eyes were so serious when she looked at everyone.
She whispered to all the original family members present: "At the scene of my mother's death, there was a lot of blood, I was so frightened that I almost tripped over the scissors, but Yuan Xun held me and took the scissors away."
This is the reason why he was stained with blood at that time.
Later, at the police station, I was questioned in detail about the process, and my answer was the same as now, if you don't believe me, you can go to the police station to get the confession of that year. ” After a slight pause, she added: "I was still very young, only eighteen years old, and as a girl who had just witnessed my mother's bleeding death, I may not be able to express my thoughts well with words, my memory is also a little disordered, and I even have some hallucinations.
I think that maybe my performance back then caused some people with bad intentions to misunderstand and even have a bad impression of Wonhoon, which is my fault, and today I apologize to my husband Wonhoon and the original family who are worried about this in front of everyone. ” "Tong Yao, are you telling the truth, don't make up nonsense in order to defend Yuan Xun" Yuan Mo suddenly burst out of this sentence.
Tong Yao's understated gaze swept towards Yuan Mo, raised her eyebrows slightly, and she asked puzzledly: "It's my mother who died, aunt, why are you so angry or do you say, you were also present back then, thinking that there was something wrong with me?"
At this moment, everyone looked at Yuan Mo.
Yuan Mo suddenly took a step back, frowned and retorted: "How is it possible, how can I be present in this matter, I just remind you, don't lie in order to defend Yuan Xun." ” Tong Yao smiled and said sincerely, "Auntie, how can you think so."
That's my mom, do I want her to die, do I want the murderer to get away with it, I won't do that.
If there is one person in this world who wants to avenge her without distractions, that person must be me. ” When she said this, she deliberately added the words "no distractions".
As soon as he finished saying this, Yuan Mo's face became extremely ugly, and Yuan Yirui next to him frowned even more, looking at Tong Yao with a heavy face.
Tong Yao smiled, turned around, and went to shake Yuan Xun's hand.
At this time, Yuan Xun was still looking at her in a daze, as if he didn't quite understand what she said.
Because he and she both knew that at one time, she was so immersed in her own thoughts that she almost went crazy, because she couldn't give up even the one in ten thousand possibility that Harahoon had killed her mother by mistake.
Tong Yao held Yuan Xun's hand and looked down at the hands before she remembered.
These hands, once holding her, walked through the long, dark corridor.
With a hint of sadness in her smiling eyes, she said to him softly: "Brother Xun, I live in a bright and spacious room, and when I open the window, I see that the mountains are surrounded, and the surroundings are obviously very open, but my heart always shrinks in a dark corner.
I couldn't see the road around me, I didn't know where to go, and I didn't know what I was supposed to do.
But now, I feel that as long as I hold your hand, I have found my way.
As long as I hear your heartbeat, I know the meaning of my existence. ” She lifted her beautiful eyelids, stared at him with moist eyes, and gently told him, "You are my faith." ” This sentence was like a lightning bolt hitting his chest, and the electricity rushed from his chest to his whole body, covering all his limbs, making Yuan Xun stand there stiffly, staring at his wife in a daze, and he couldn't say a word.
The eyes are entangled, each other sees the depths of their eyes, and warmth and emotion are blending.
Finally, Yuan Xun raised his hand and hugged his wife in his arms with all the strength of his life, as if he was reunited after all difficulties, as if he had met after a hundred deaths, as if this was the last hug at the end of the world.
Hara Hoon has always been a very strong person, and no one will say that he is not strong enough.
But no matter how strong a person is, there are times when he is vulnerable.
Now Yuan Xun hugged Tong Yao without scruples and showed him his vulnerability.
Only Heaven can understand that when Tong Yao was about to open his mouth to speak, his heart beat again and again, as if the heavy drum was beating slowly and violently.
There was always a voice telling him that maybe she didn't trust herself anymore, maybe she reverted back to her previous state, maybe maybe his efforts for so long would eventually be lost.
But now, she used gentle words to soothe the unknown panic in his heart.
Seven years of torment, how many sleepless nights, all the pain turned into sweet juice at this moment, flowing to his mouthpiece, spreading to his whole body, moisturizing every wound in his place.
Someone once asked if it was worth putting in so much effort for a dream that was almost hopeless It's worth it, he said.
Even if it's one in 10,000, as long as she can get out of that haze one day, it's worth it.
When he answered this, he actually had a trace of worry in his heart.
But now, he can say that what is worth 1,000 or 10,000 is worth it.
Even if she gives everything, even if she dies a thousand times or ten thousand times, a smile she has for herself for this moment is worth it.
"Yaoyao, you actually believe me," he whispered in her ear, and there was a hint of unconfidence in his voice.
"Well, in this world, I don't believe you, who else can I trust" She raised her face, full of dependence.
"Yaoyao, Yaoyao."
He whispered her name.
He wasn't a man of words, but he didn't know what to say now.
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"Brother Xun, I said, you are my faith."
She closed her eyes slightly, leaned her face against his chest, and said.
Even if one day he wants to send himself to the abyss that will never turn over, she will admit it.
Seeing this scene, the people of the surrounding original family looked at each other and dispersed.
It seems that the relationship between husband and wife is sweet, no one believes that such a couple has a mother-killing feud behind them, so everyone left quietly.
After Yuan Mo and Yuan Yirui glanced at each other, they also dispersed, but Yuan Xiaoyou looked back at Tong Yao, but there was a trace of unwillingness in his eyes.
Perhaps people always have to find a point of comparison for themselves, just as a lever needs a point of prying.
The point of comparison that Yuan Xiaoyou was looking for was Tong Yao.
She and Tong Yao are classmates, for so many years, she has been favored, the scenery, Tong Yao is bleak.
But now, with a twist of thought, it seems that the sky has changed.
When almost everyone dispersed, Mrs.
Yuan sighed and stepped forward: "It's been a day, let's go back and rest first." ” "You lied."
"Hmm."
"Why" "I don't like the way people accuse you."
"You Believe in Me" "Faith."
"But I can't justify it.
It has never been possible. ” "I know."
"You've been doubting me all the time."
"Well, but not now."
"Yaoyao, am I really worthy of your trust?"
"Brother Xun, really."
"Should you ask me why I was at your house that day, and why I had a pair of blood-stained scissors in my hand?"
"Because you want to save my mom, because you want to help my mom get that pair of scissors."
"But I can't justify it myself."
"If you want to, you must have a lot of ways to justify yourself.
You just don't want to say. ” "Yes, but you still believe in me" "Yes."
The moonlight poured from the floor-to-ceiling window on the bed, and Won Hoon stared at the woman in his arms in a haze.
After a fierce battle, she was drenched in sweat, charming, her hair full of green silk spread down, and her eyes were as vague as a dream.
His two big hands held her little rouge-dyed face, and asked in a trembling voice, "Yaoyao, thank you for believing in me." ” He bowed his head, buried his face gently in her moist and warm neck, and said in a muffled voice: "I swear with my life that your mother's death really has nothing to do with me.
I'll never be able to explain it, but it really doesn't have anything to do with me.
You will never have to feel guilty for today's lies because you have never felt the slightest bit sorry for your mom.
Your mother is in the spirit of heaven, and she will not be unhappy at all because of today's events. ” She stretched out her slender arms and wrapped them around his neck.
"yes, I know."
She gently hugged the man's head, feeling the touch of the short hair under her hands.
There was a rare moistness in this man's eyes, which she always felt were unfathomable.
She's got it all in her eyes.
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