"I'm actually quite satisfied, because when you get home, you'll laugh at me, rub my hair and hold me in your arms. Sometimes you give me small gifts, even if you bring them back to me when you give them to her. "

"But you are getting unhappy. I know that the three people are too crowded to tolerate any more."

"Shaoting, forgive me."

"Forgive me for dominating you, but I just want to look at you one more day and engrave everything about you in my mind."

"Sorry, it's all my fault."

"So I decided to leave."

"Don't worry, I'll be fine and bless you all the time."

"Promise me that you must be happy."

"Shaoting, I love you."

"I'm gone, really."

"Don't worry, I left with a smile. I didn't cry, really didn't cry..."

When he left, Yuxuan didn't see Huo shaoting's face.

How to cry aloud to be brave?

Huo shaoting was still standing there, his fist tightened inch by inch.

Quietly feel the pain pouring out of the chest, slow and dull, but so clear.

Maybe Li Xiang is not the woman he loves.

Maybe he never loved anyone most.

But Li thinks it's his wife.

He should have spoiled her and indulged her.

But he forgot.

Clench the letter and endure the pain and despair in my heart.

Li Xiang, you still won.

In the past four years, he kissed other women's hair, but his heart was cold.

Holding the hands of other women, no matter how gentle the black eyes are, they all have an inseparable injury.

It was an unspeakable feeling.

Now, he knows.

Because she's dead and one of his ribs is gone.

So it hurts, it hurts.

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When he returned to the capital of Huadu with the bitterness of his heart, Yuxuan finally couldn't help the pain four years ago.

Why, why does this man show up!

Why turn over all the pain and let her bleed!

She felt the terrible whirling of heaven and earth, holding the wall and trying to make herself stand firm, but she couldn't.

The sofa is right in front of you, but it looks like a mirage.

Thousands of meters and tens of thousands of meters apart.

She couldn't even take a step. It was dark and Yuxuan fell to the ground.

When you breathe, your heart becomes more and more uncomfortable.

Frowning and struggling to get up from the cold floor, I found that I had no strength at all.

The position of the heart is so painful.

The slender fingers were pressed tightly, and even green veins appeared, and a thin and dense cold sweat exuded from his forehead.

Yuxuan didn't expect that he was ill again after so long.

Since four years ago, when Li wanted to jump down from more than ten floors, Yuxuan's heart has been bad.

After Li wanted to finish the funeral, he took good care of Yuxuan until Shi Junye went to England.

No more heart discomfort.

But now, Huo shaoting has come back from Australia with Ni Jing in his arms.

The pain of four years ago, the red fruit field was uncovered.

So he fell on the ground and felt the pain from his heart. Yuxuan pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled bitterly.

It hurts a little. It can be cured by medicine.

But it hurts and there's no cure.

Before, she didn't understand love.

Feelings are so lacking.

But now, Li Xiang taught her.

Men can love vigorously.

Women have no such capital and can't stand a little neglect and neglect.

She carefully held and cared for her love in her heart.

If someone wants to gouge out a little, it is like gouging out her heart, it will drop blood.

Suddenly, I Miss Li Beichen so much.

I want to bury my head in front of his broad chest and cry.