In the midnight dream’s return, he always thinks of that mont in the church when she took the knife for him;
He always thinks of the mont on the island when he rescued her from the robbers.
Rembering the faint fragrance she brought with her, every ti he thinks of it, there is a flutter in his heart.
She once said she had waited for him for ten years, finally found him, but he no longer recognized her.
However, he realized the saddest thing was not that he didn’t recognize her, but that when he discovered it was her, she had already turned to another’s embrace.
Was my love a step too late?
Or did I move too fast and lost you?
Even though the roadside scenery is dazzling, do you know, my heart never once lingered for any scenery.
But, all this is no longer important to you, is it?
Perhaps, she was his destined catastrophe.
Whether she was Xia Qiqi or Xia Xiaonuan. Whether in the past or present life, she was a calamity he couldn’t escape.
Yet she still left.
Shaochen’s hand on the table slowly clenched into a fist.
Noticing sothing, when he slowly raised his eyes, he saw all the shareholders were looking at him.
"P-P-President... are you okay?" The assistant beside him asked worriedly.
Several people called him just now, but he didn’t respond.
Shaochen ca back to his senses.
He curled his lips, smiling as if bathed in the spring breeze.
"I’m fine, thank you for your hard work today. Let’s leave it at that for now." After Shaochen finished speaking, he slowly stood up.
When leaving, his lips still seed to carry a faint smile.
Such a man who appears gentle as water, yet no one noticed the overwhelming coldness and despair in his eyes.
When he first realized where he was sitting, he suddenly didn’t know what he was doing?
Everything in the past was for her.
But if she’s gone, he truly doesn’t know what reason he has to continue.
Certain things, after years of accumulation and practice, seem to have integrated into the blood, becoming an inseparable part of life.
For instance, yearning.
For instance, loving Qiqi.
So... if one lets go, it is equivalent to giving up the aning of one’s existence.
Is that right?
Shaochen walked all the way back to his luxurious CEO office.
A group of shareholders followed behind him respectfully.
The mont he entered the door, he closed the door.
The whole person, however, suddenly turned around, his head touching the wall, and his entire being seed to collapse, slumping down.
The previously tall figure, in an instant, looked fragile like a child.
"Shaochen, if you really love , don’t disturb my life anymore. I don’t want Nangong Yaoling to misunderstand because of an outsider, affecting our relationship.
Shaochen, it was not easy for to conceive his child, I just want a peaceful life, do you understand?"
Every word she said that day felt like an arrow piercing his heart. Later he thought, the feeling of a thousand arrows piercing the heart, was nothing more than this!
Thinking of the scene in the hospital, he felt he was really too despicable!
He hated himself like this, but... he couldn’t control himself.
He slamd his head against the wall repeatedly, his head hitting the wall hard, but he couldn’t feel the pain.
Because, thinking of her words, the heartache was so intense that he couldn’t breathe.
Is it true that when the pain reaches the extre, it won’t hurt anymore?
Qiqi, are you truly so ruthless?
Can you really forget everything?
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