Her marriage was to stay by herself in a large, empty house. Her marriage lasted from hope until despair. Her marriage was a monthly routine of the 8th. If it's a lie, then just lie for the rest of your life, okay? At least this way, they could continue all the way to the end of their lives.

Lonely Marriage

"Yan Yan, are you inside?" Suddenly, Ji Weiyang's voice came from outside. It was unknown if it was because he was afraid, but Zhan Yan was shocked and quickly responded.

"Then I'll go downstairs first. After you're done washing, come down to eat."

Only after hearing the footsteps outside the door gradually grow further away did Zhan Yan finally let go of the water, hurriedly took a bath, and then went downstairs.

It was another muddleheaded day. When Zhan Yan was treating the patients, she looked at the expectant mothers with envy. When she saw those newborns, she wanted even more to go up and kiss them.

After their lunch break, Zhan Yan sat in her office as she calculated the days that had passed. Then, with a hand on her cheek, she looked at the small garden not far away from the window. In the middle of summer, the garden was lush and verdant.

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