Chapter 86

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Chapter 86

When Yao Yuwen was a child, she loved celebrating Jian Xuantong's birthday, which even made her happier than her own birthday. Because every day, I can prepare beautiful gifts for Atong. At that time, Atong will always puff up his face and pretend to be serious, say thank you to himself seriously, and then accept it calmly.

But the happiness in her eyes couldn't be hidden from Yao Yuwen. Unknowingly, Yao Yuwen liked this kind of time to give gifts to A Tong on her birthday, just because at that time, A Tong looked at her with really happy eyes, which made Yao Yuwen There is a feeling that one is needed. I am needed by Atong.

Standing in the glass house that had been tidied up, Yao Yuwen looked at the flowers that had been planted for several months and the piano in the room. She gently slid her hands over the black and white keys of the piano. Atong had learned piano and often played it to herself. During the year they got married, A Tong had never touched each other. Yao Yuwen wanted to take this opportunity to let A Tong play a song for her again.

Everything was arranged without Jian Xuantong knowing. Early this morning, Yao Yuwen hurried here before she woke up. She looked at the time and thought Atong should be awake at this time, so she called her.

"A Tong, happy birthday." Yao Yuwen has said happy birthday to Jian Xuantong many times since last night, as if she wanted to make up for all the blessings in the past ten years. After hearing her words, Jian Xuantong said Thank you. She turned her head to look at the agreement that had just been delivered to the table, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke.

"Yu Wen, I have something to tell you. Let's meet at the coffee shop near my home later." Jian Xuantong's voice was very soft, with a hint of exhaustion. Yao Yuwen was slightly startled when she heard this. She always felt that A Tong's mood was not right today, or that A Tong had been very quiet these days. Although she would still smile gently to herself and fall asleep with herself every day, but...one night, she would hug herself like before.

"A Tong, actually I have prepared a surprise for you. I will pick you up. If you have anything to do, we can talk about it here, okay?"

"Yu Wen, thank you, but I want to talk about something first." Jian Xuantong's voice was still gentle, but there was a hint of weakness in it. Yao Yuwen was stunned for a moment, but finally agreed.

She walked out of the glass house and drove to the coffee shop Jian Xuantong said. There was no one here at about ten o'clock in the morning. There were only some young people reading books sitting in the corner. Yao Yuwen noticed that Jian Xuantong hadn't arrived yet, so she sat on the side by the window. This was their usual seat because A Tong liked it.

Sitting there, Yao Yuwen ordered two cups of coffee and sat there quietly waiting. Not long after, the door of the coffee shop was pushed open. As if there was some kind of reaction, Yao Yuwen looked up and met Jian Xuantong's eyes. She simply let her hair down, and her makeup was more refined than usual, as if she was deliberately trying to hide some emotions. Even though she deliberately put on makeup, she couldn't hide the haggard look on her face. Yao Yuwen saw her somewhat vain steps and couldn't help but stand up to support her.

"A Tong? Are you feeling unwell? Let me accompany you to the hospital first." Yao Yuwen felt that nothing was more important than Jian Xuantong's body, but she found that after she said these words, Jian Xuantong's There was a hint of redness in her eyes, but she quickly disappeared it. She smiled to herself and shook her head, stretched out her hand to touch her face, and quickly moved away.

"Yu Wen, I'm fine, don't bother me." Jian Xuantong replied with a smile, a hint of alienation in her tone. There was an inexplicable state of silence between the two people. Yao Yuwen looked at Jian Xuantong's face. She didn't know what A Tong wanted to say by calling her here, and she wanted to say it here.

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