Chapter 1102: I Hope We Will Meet Again in the Next Life

After a pause, she said in a deep voice: "No, Jiahang, I can just go back by myself."

He Xiyan's voice was extremely hoarse.

Hearing such a voice, Ye Hao blushed instantly because of jealousy.

He could tell that Yan Yan was breaking up with Chen Jiahang, but her hoarse voice deeply hurt his heart.

"Did you hear that? Chen, she doesn't need you to send her away. Just live here and raise pigs and **."

Ye Hao said sarcastic words. Saying such words at this time can help him relieve some of the anger in his heart. Of course, what disheartened him the most was that Yan Yan seemed to want nothing to do with Chen Jiahang anymore, and the moment he fell to the ground, he saw the worry and anxiety in Yan Yan's eyes.

She still cares about her own.

With this awareness, Ye Hao was no longer as excited and angry as he had been when he first arrived, and there was even a smile on his lips.

Chen Jiahang was too lazy to pay attention to Ye Hao and didn't even blink. He just looked at He Xiyan, the woman he had lived with for three years, and looked at her back as she was about to leave.

He took two steps forward, wanting to hold her hand, but when his hand was stretched out in mid-air, he hesitated.

What she said to him in tears yesterday sounded in her ears. She said, "Jiahang... you know? If I choose you, it means that I can't be with my two children." She also said, "I really I really want to see you live happily...so that I can feel at ease."

The hand finally fell.

Chen Jiahang tilted his head to one side in pain, his heart pounding.

He Xiyan never dared to look back at the man behind her. She bit her lip, took a few steps forward, and walked out of the house. The moment she stepped out of the threshold, the tears in her eyes stopped. Unable to hold it back, tears came out of my eyes.

"Goodbye, Jiahang! I hope we will meet again in the next life."

He Xiyan moved her lips gently and said silently.

Suddenly, as if she was afraid of something, she quickened her pace, getting further and further away from the small house. She vaguely heard Jiahang's voice again, and he said:

"Yanyan, if someone bullies you, remember to call me. I won't change my number."

When He Xiyan heard this, she paused for a few seconds, but still did not dare to look back.

She opened her mouth, a smile froze on her face, and her heart ached as if bleeding.

She continued to walk forward. She was very familiar with the dirt road. She had walked it many times. She knew clearly where there was a pit and a turn. Even now, she could still finish the 600-meter road with her eyes closed. path.

In front of me are patches of golden rice fields. The breeze blows gently, and the rice ears sway with the wind, dancing.

Beautiful mountain village scenery. He Xiyan still remembered that when she first came to this village, her favorite thing was painting these natural and beautiful scenery.

However, after leaving, she thought that she might never want to paint rice fields or fish ponds again.

When he was approaching the parking place, He Xiyan met several villagers who came out to work.

"Hey, wife Jiahang, where are you going?"

He Xiyan heard Mrs. Chen's voice, but she did not look back. Instead, she passed them by as if she had not heard them, as if she did not know them.

After a while, she came to the car she rented, a black Volkswagen, which she rented from a car rental company yesterday afternoon. She opened the door and sat in the driver's seat.

Suddenly, a deep voice came.

"Yanyan, wait a moment."