C46 He Would Throw a Coin to Make His Choice

There's no way I can, only if I don't want to.

He didn't hug her and only helped her stand up. Actually, her legs were weak and she couldn't stand properly. All kinds of emotions came too suddenly, surging violently. For a moment, she was unable to tell what she was thinking, what she wanted to do, and what she should believe in.

It was as if she was driving a car, a straight road driving for eight years. Now she wanted to turn, turn left or right? There was no block to turn left. It was still a straight road. It was no different from the road for eight years. It was pale and lonely. The right turn was a blind spot. One could not see clearly. He could only hear the sound, and it was no longer a person. Would he see a different scenery, a bottomless abyss? Or would it be the dark and the flowers were bright?

Silence, silence.

Time seemed to have stopped. She did not speak, and he did not speak either. The two of them stood face to face. In front of them was a wide chest. She could not help but want to lean on him, but when she realized this thought, she hurriedly took a step back in panic.

One step opened up the distance between them, expressing her resistance. However, she could no longer tell whether it was Yan Xuan who resisted or whether it was the past or the future.

"I'll put the contract on the table. Call me if you have an answer. It's late. You should rest." Yan Xuan did not seem to mind her resistance. He took a few pages from his bag and placed them on the table. Then he wiped her shoulder and walked towards the entrance. "Let's enter the circle and find the truth together. Time waits for no one. We have already wasted eight years."

This scene was somewhat similar to the time when he gave her the registration form, but it was only similar. It was not exactly the same. Lyi Yan did not turn her head and did not send him away. Instead, when she heard the sound of the door closing, she stood there blankly for a while before slowly walking to the side of the table. She picked up the contract and looked at it.

Signing a contract to satisfy one's wishes, how many people would wish for it? She didn't want to belittle herself and say anything, but if she really wanted to rub these few pieces of paper and throw them into the toilet, it would be too hypocritical.

She tidied up the cups on the table, tidied herself up, and turned off the lights. Sleep. Yan Xuan's words kept ringing in his ears, lingering, and not dissipating for a long time. She had no choice but to think and ponder. She had no choice but to roll around in the middle of the night like a pancake stall.

If what her father said was true, the ugly and ugly relationship in the news was just a sensationalism. Back then, her father left her mother because he was instigated by Yan Xuan's father and she was weak...

If what Yan Xuan said was true, her mother did not commit suicide but he killed her. However, the truth was covered up by the murderer and the evidence was worn down by time. There was no way to find the murderer for the time being.

If all these were true, then what reason did she have to hate her mother? What other way was she to leave her mother alone and continue to let this path continue straight, looking at the reversed black and white, lying to her everything was the same?

However, if she agreed to Yan Xuan because of this and entered the entertainment industry to search for the truth... Walking the path that her father and mother had once walked on, she would definitely face many things, including both right and wrong. She would reorganize her worldview amidst all the intrigue and intrigue, and would never be able to find peace again. Then, the life that she had been hoping for all this time, when she returned to G City... Be a local tour guide, live an ordinary but free life. And just like that, she would be abandoned?

What should I do? How should he choose?

We can't make up for what happened in the past, what we should regret, and what we should feel guilty about. It doesn't matter if we carry him on our back. But there are some truths that can't be let go just like that, those who deserve to be punished are free to go, and those who deserve to be punished are free to go. Those who shouldn't be punished have to suffer day by day, that's not appropriate.

Everyone had their own way of living. Yan Xuan's attitude was so clear, but her attitude was like the tail of a dog on a wall. A slight gust of wind would shake them from left to right. This wasn't appropriate.

He turned on the lights and got up. The clock on the wall pointed to more than four o'clock in the morning.

She hated indecisive and the current herself.

Lyi Yan walked a few steps from the bedside to the corner of the wall. With her hands on the ground, her legs kicked up and she leaned against the wall to stand upside down. The world in front of her was reversed up and down. Blood flowed into her brain and her hands were full of strength. She slowly and rhythmically adjusted her breathing.

Were you afraid? That chaotic, messy place that made her lonely and lost her happiness.

Should she go? For her father, for her mother, for the sake of her own guilt, go to that terrifying place.

Go into the circle, we'll find the truth together.

Time waits for no man, we've already been delayed for eight years.

We, we...

When did she and that man become "us"? Since when did she no longer resist this "us" and instead felt... at ease?

At five o'clock, Lyi Yan brushed her teeth, washed her face, tied up her ponytail, and simply ate two pieces of bread. She drank a glass of milk and put on her sportswear and sports shoes. She took a small bag, put the phone and wallet into it, and walked out the door. The sky outside was not completely bright yet, only a bit of light was on the horizon. There was no one on the street, and there were not many birds singing and fragrant flowers. Lyi Yan walked a few steps and then ran. In the city that she was not familiar with, there was no direction.

One breath after another, time slowly accumulated fatigue. The things that filled her mind were slightly emptied out by lack of oxygen. The two opposing voices stopped quarreling and finally quietened down.

Di, Di, Di!

The cool modified car was turning on a long-distance light without any quality. He pressed the horn and rushed over from the top of the road. It was early in the morning and it was noisy. It rushed past her and made her see everything in front of her. Lyi Yan was just about to open her voice and scold a few words when suddenly there was a clapping sound beside her ear. The scene in front of her changed. She looked up and saw a beautiful woman standing with her back facing the light. She smiled and stretched out her gentle hand towards her. She pulled her, who was wearing a princess dress, onto the stage. She gently said to her:

Come on Yan, don't be afraid. Mommy will sing with you.

Sing with you.

It was a song that Daddy wrote to Mommy. When he wrote the song, little Jun also gave her some "opinions." She had always thought that she had forgotten the melody of the song, but when Yan Xuan played the recording to her, only then did she understand that there were some things that she could escape from, but she could not forget.

The running footsteps slowly stopped, and Lyi Yan walked with a sense of loss. She was like a lonely ghost in the city and did not know where to go and where to go. The sky gradually brightened and the stalls by the roadside were set up. Hot steam was attracting business, and the number of office workers and cars increased. The noise and noises stacked together, making one feel irritated.

Lyi Yan took out her phone and the time displayed was 6: 10. After a slight hesitation, Lyi Yan clicked on the map navigation and set the location of the Yuanshan cemetery. She looked at the number of miles and had a destination.

"Please follow the current route and go straight for 800 meters."

"100 meters ahead, turn right."

"Turn left, then go straight for 1.7 kilometers."

Running all the way, following the navigation hints, heading towards the edge of the city, away from the hustle and bustle of the city, like a madman challenging the limits of physical fitness, ignoring the strange gazes of others, and also not wanting to know why he would do so.

So she ran for close to three hours, running to Yuanshan Cemetery.

After catching her breath for a while, resting her feet for a while, she walked step by step. She walked to her mother's grave and bowed three times in a serious manner. Looking at the picture on the front side of the gravestone and the epitaph on the back side, she unconsciously thought of her father and Yan Xuan. The funeral that they were absent from.

None of the people she cared about were there. It was so funny that there were no family members during that painful ceremony.

She stood quietly for about ten minutes, and she was still in a daze. She was completely immersed in the past, and she felt both pain and helplessness. Then, she sniffed, took a deep breath, and tried hard again. Finally, she shouted the word "mother" at the tombstone.

It was not as difficult as she had imagined. After eight years, she had done it.

"Mother, choose for me."

Lyi Yan took out a dollar coin from her wallet and tossed it up. She signed the contract on one side of the note. She did not sign the contract on the other side of the note. It looked very childish, but there was nothing she could do about it.

The coin reflected the sunlight and Yan Xuan's voice sounded in her ears, Let's do it together...

It was slightly blinding and a little dazzling. Lyi Yan did not manage to catch the coin. The coin flicked on the grave box and rolled between the grave box and the tombstone. As if it was fated, she was anxious to know the result. So she bent over to the back of the grave box to find the coin, but the coin was stuck in a narrow and narrow seam. It was neither a word nor a flower.

The seam was designed for every tomb in the Yuanshan cemetery, between the sealed urn area and the erected tombstone. There was an empty piece, with four gaps in the design. Lyi Yan did not know what kind of design concept it was, but Lyi Yan found that the seams were filled with... paper? She pulled out a paper crane with some doubt. It looked like a piece of paper folded with a paper crane. However, after being soaked in the rain and dried by the wind for a long time. Therefore, the old one, Zou Ba, looked very ugly. She leaned forward and pulled for a while. There were quite a number of paper cranes. Each one was very small and used similar paper. There were faint golden leaf patterns on the paper, as well as some printed words. However, because they were folded together, they could not be seen clearly.

Who would fold such a small paper crane and stuff it in such a small seam? Fans? It couldn't be... Yan Xuan, right?

Lyi Yan curiously looked at the paper crane in her hand and suddenly felt that the pale golden yellow paper looked a little familiar. Hence, she dialled it and found a few relatively dry paper cranes. She carefully opened it and when the words "smoking," "harmful health, and other words were pieced together and displayed in front of her eyes, her hand unconsciously trembled and the corners of her mouth twitched.

Cigarette paper?

In the corner of her memory, a few scenes of Yan Xuan smoking appeared. A pale yellow paper box with a faint golden leaf pattern. No wonder she found it familiar. Was it really him? But for a big man, it was already very exaggerated to fold something from a girl's house. He even cut the cigarette paper so small and delicate. What kind of personality split was the result?

"Hey, little girl, you're here again? You're early today, and you're the only one here? "

"Yes. Hello, Auntie. I'm here to take a look."

"Oh, yeah? You've discovered these paper cranes? Hehe, there's still a lot of them on my side. I'll help Mr. Yan clean them up every three months. Otherwise, those few cracks would not be enough for him. "

" Are these paper cranes really all broken by him? Ah, I don't have any other intentions. I just feel that a man like him would not do such a thing... "

"I've seen it before ~ He would place the remaining cigarettes in front of the tombstone, then cut the originally small cigarette paper into four pieces. Fold it into four pieces. Four paper crane. Because the paper was very small, he folded it very carefully. It looks like he was very invested in it."

"Is that so? But it's so strange. Why is the discount so small?"

"I've also asked. After all, for a man's hand, it's really not easy to break such a small paper crane, but he didn't tell me."

"Oh, it's alright, it's fine. I was just casually asking."

The coin toss did not have a reason to do so. Instead, it made her discover a strange thing. The unreasonable man who was so evil that he almost went crazy, the gentle and sentimental man who spoke tirelessly. And the man who sat in front of the tombstone and folded the small paper crane, was actually the same man? Gemini? With such a complicated personality, she followed behind him. Was it alright to be sure?

"Auntie, can you let me wipe the gravestone today and put Hinagiku there?"

"This isn't too good, after all it's my job..."

"It's alright, I won't tell anyone, give me the cloth and water. Oh right, can I trouble you to show me the paper crane that you've kept? That, I am Mr. Yan's... En, little sister, hehe, little sister... "

" Alright, I will make a trip right now. Wait in the drawer of my office. "

The middle-aged woman left the cleaning items behind and walked away. Lyi Yan took a clean rag and soaked it in the bucket of water. She then twisted it dry. She slowly wiped the tombstone. Although the feeling in her heart was still very complicated, those emotions of sadness, pain, uneasiness and fear intertwined and became chaotic. Overall, she was no longer running away from negative emotions.