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"Sulay, you're crazy!"

he growled hoarsely, shaking her away. He walked to the window and opened it. The wind rushed into the room, but it did not extinguish the excitement in his heart.

"I'm crazy. When Dennis and I first met, I, Ah Hao, was already crazy!"

She chased after him and tightly hugged him from behind, sticking to his firm back. Both of them couldn't help but shiver …

"You said you loved him, you said you wanted to marry him. You chose this path yourself, it has nothing to do with me."

He stretched out his hands in an attempt to pry open the hands around his waist, but after struggling a few times, they turned into a gentle entanglement.

"I love his thoughtful company, I love the time he gave me, I love the marriage he promised me, I love the paper he gave me, I love the proof that he bestowed upon me, I love the safe and prosperous life that I am close by, but I hate the peace that you never gave me, the long-term promise that you never gave me, I hate those uneasy days, I hate those nights when you fell in love and couldn't sleep, but don't you know that I love you, the man I love, only you …"

She cried out in pain, and a series of cries nearly knocked him out.

He suddenly came to his senses. When he was with Su Lai, he had never thought that they would settle down like this, getting married and having children. Thus, he did not give her any promises.

"Sulay."

He called her name, his eyes soft and distant. He turned and stroked her long hair, long waves parted in the center like satin around her frail body.

He couldn't see, but all he could see was Sulay sitting on the recliner in her white dress, reading a book. Sulay was wearing dirty work clothes and a set of oil paint on the easel.

Even holding hands and kissing was always passive for Sulay, instead of now taking the initiative to strip naked and stand in front of him in this empty Sulay body.

"Let's end it. You can't let Dennis Lynn down. "

He let go of her fingers bit by bit, and with a gentle smile on his lips, he picked up the dress and draped it over her body. He then opened the door of the guest room with his own two hands and escorted her back to their bedroom next door.

"Stay together, you know I hope you will be happy."

He kissed her on the forehead, turned, hesitated for a few seconds, felt the pain in his heart begin to take hold, but then he walked away.

"Ah Hao …"

She leaned against the door and yelled, but he didn't stop.

She hadn't had time to tell him a secret, the secret she had discovered the first time she and Denisling had been together.

If he had wanted her, she would not have hesitated to tell him to take her with him.

But he pushed her away, mercilessly.

When sending him on the plane, he even cruelly said that he also wanted to get married. Sulay wanted to ask her to stay, to pray, but eventually, she still proudly told him that she wanted to see which other woman he could live with for the rest of his life!

He did not get angry, nor did he smile. He only gave her a deep look and then disappeared without turning back.

As they walked out of the airport, Dennis caught her in front of the car, a cigar in his mouth. His blue eyes held a hint of mockery.

Sulay didn't have the strength to argue with him. He silently got on the car and said, "Let's go. Tomorrow's wedding."

Dennis stubbed out his cigarette and got into the car. There was already a man in the passenger seat. He reached out and touched the man's face affectionately.

Sulay turned his head and closed his eyes, gazing out the window at the misty sunlight, tears streaming down his face.

Shen Canghao took a deep breath, still feeling awkward. He had originally thought that he would forget about that trip to California soon, but now that he thought about it again, he could still remember it vividly.

What would he hear if he stopped when Sulay finally called to him?

If he tried to fight for it again, wouldn't the person who was standing next to him in wedding dress be Su Lei?

He did not dare to think about it, nor did he want to think about it. Perhaps this was fate.

Lowering her head, she saw that the petite woman had already fallen asleep in his embrace. She let out a light snoring sound and slept very soundly. Such a warm and authentic touch brought him back to reality from his fantasies in an instant.

She was as light as a feather, and as she walked, she seemed to have made a fuss over her. She mumbled, and found a comfortable position in his arms to hug him, "Shen Canghao... "Why aren't you coming back yet …"

"I'm back."

He lowered his head and kissed her forehead. It was as if she immediately fell asleep, the space between her eyebrows widened, and the corners of her lips curved upwards. She had a good dream, an extremely blissful dream.

He looked at her sleeping soundly and thought for a moment. He didn't bring her to bathe, but instead pulled over a thin blanket to cover her. He wanted to get up and go to the bathroom, but the person on the bed flipped over an arm and a leg to press down on his body. "Don't go …"

His heart ached for a moment before he pulled back his arm. However, he discovered that she was holding him tightly. Even when she was asleep, she was still as stubborn as before.

He had no choice but to sit down. Her hot face searched his arm for a moment before it rested on the back of his slightly cold hand. She muttered a few words before falling asleep again in a daze.

After waiting for a long time, he carefully pulled out his arm and walked to the bathroom. As he was lying in the bathtub with his eyes closed, he suddenly remembered her silly confession and couldn't help but laugh.