Chapter 401 The Truth She Doesn't Know (5)

Shi Guang tried his best to control his emotions, clenched his hand hanging by his side into a fist, but he still couldn't control his body trembling slightly.

Her voice was very soft, as if she had fallen into the depths of the dust, "I want to find him, I want to ask him what I said to him that night..."

If it was just his cousin, he probably wouldn't have made the decision. It must have been more because of what she said, but she really didn't remember it at all.

"Say hello tomorrow, now you watch..." Mo Jin cautiously tried to grab her hand: "I'm sorry, Time..."

Time coldly raised his hand, staggered her movements, wiped away the tears, and sniffed: "Do you think... I can wait?"

She is very confused now, and she doesn't know how to face her cousin.

Right and wrong are never black and white.

Right now, she just wants to see Lu Yanchen.

"Cousin, maybe I said that liking was not pure at first, but I really like him and want to be with him. After two years, I still like him very much, love him very much, even if I don't want to admit it, even if I I think I should hate him and blame him for staying away from him, but I can't control my heart. When he said that he got married, I couldn't understand him. I didn't know what he wanted to do. He obviously didn't like me, but If you want to marry me, it will really end later, and I think that's it, let's torture each other, anyway, I will never love other men in this life, and the result..."

She took a deep breath, "You told me today that everything I thought was wrong. It wasn't that he was sorry for me, but that I was sorry for him. It wasn't that he didn't want me, and that I hurt him. She is really the scumbag that Chu Mubei said, do you think I can still sit here quietly?"

After saying this, Time finally couldn't help crying anymore.

The heart hurts like a knife, and the pain is dripping with blood...

Mo Jin's eyes were also red, "Time, I'm sorry..."

sorry what?

That's right, it doesn't seem to be that important anymore. The most important thing is to hold on to someone who truly loves oneself and is reluctant to let go even if one gets hurt.

Time didn't want to say anything more, turned around, and left quickly.

She pressed the elevator button, but the elevator stopped and couldn't get up.

An inexplicable rush of impatience came over her, and she suddenly couldn't wait, so she turned directly to the stairs.

Layer by layer, she ran thumpingly, with the picture of him breaking up in her mind.

"Last night, who called me to pick her up, and who hugged me tightly and told me not to stop. You also enjoyed last night."

He said such unfeeling words, his expression was cold, but was his heart also cold?

She thinks he is scum, and he thinks she is even more scum, hurting his feelings.

He said "tired".

It wasn't that he was tired of her, but that he was tired of continuing to be her revenge tool.

He thought she didn't like him and just used him as a tool to take revenge on Yang Sitong.

Such a proud man, how could he not be in pain! !

She hurts, he should hurt more than her!

At the award ceremony two years later, he looked at her as if he saw a strange passerby, but if he really treated her as a stranger, how could he, as the award presenter, treat her alone as the champion? The performance is deliberately indifferent.

She blamed him, hated him, blamed him, wished she had never known him.

And he should be the same as her...