Chapter 1780

Facing Yuan Yao, Wen Muyan raises her hands and fastens the buttons of her windbreaker one by one

Yuan Yao hesitated for a moment, then nodded and lowered her head. She felt a dull pain in her heart.

Yeah, five years.

Wen Muyan has been by her side for five years and has been protecting her and Wen Qian without asking for anything in return.

She could not repay her kindness.

She wanted to repay him with her life.

But in the end, she couldn't even give him the only thing that satisfied him.

Wen Muyan patiently buttoned up yuanyao's buttons, put his hands on her shoulders and looked down at her with a smile.

"Five years... How many five years in life? Yuanyao, if we are not happy, it will be too late... "

Yuanyao's heart felt a sharp pain. She seemed to be aware of something. She shook her head subconsciously and violently. Her hands clung to Wen Muyan's clothes. Her beautiful eyes were full of tears.

"No..."

Wen Muyan grabs her hand and kisses her gently.

"Don't feel guilty for me. I'll feel more guilty. I just want to make you happy, not to be a stumbling block on your way to happiness. Before I want to have you, that is because I want to give you happiness, I want you to become the happiest woman in the world. However, I recently understand that happiness is not how much I love you can personally give you. Don't hesitate because of me, I support all your decisions... "

Yuan Yao's tears burst out of her eyes and surged out, dropping on the ground.

"Moyan, don't do this..."

Yuan Yao can't cry. She doesn't want to see Wen Muyan like this!

Why is he still thinking about her so gently now?!

All this is her fault!

"We always have to go through trade-offs, my original intention has never changed, as long as you hurry to be happy. Don't go against your heart. Even if you choose to be with me, even if I spend all my life treating you, you still won't feel happy. You don't love me... "

Wen Muyan was calm all the time. When he said the last sentence, he didn't hide his sadness and showed a trace of pain

His slightly choked voice made Yuan Yao feel like a knife in her heart.

She looked up at Wen Muyan's lips, her trembling hands covered her trembling lips, and her tears were still surging

"I'm sorry, Moyan, I'm sorry..."

Wen Muyan's Adam's Apple moved, but his eyes were slightly red.

"... you're not sorry for me. I know that none of us can control our hearts. And we also know how painful it is to disobey our own heart. I don't want to shackle you. I want you to be free to pursue your own happiness without any scruples. "

Yuan Yao doesn't know what to say. She only knows that what Wen Muyan says now just reassures her and makes her feel less guilty

But the more it was, the less reassuring she was.

The more she felt that she had failed him and the best man in the world.

Looking at Yuan Yao's appearance, Wen Muyan sighed and reached out to hold her in his arms, gently stroking her long hair.

"Come on, I mean what I say! I know you must be very confused, so I have to tell you so much... "