In fact, she is not generous at all, even very greedy. She wants everything for her lover to be her own, his first kiss, his first night together to watch the sunrise, or just the first time to blow hair for another woman.

She always wanted a lot. Fengjin had never satisfied her. She was also ashamed to tell him such a hypocritical mood.

Disappointment gathered together, and finally to the point of tired want to give up.

It may also be from that night that she wanted a double person for life, and in the end, she just died alone in the hospital bed.

Fengjin has never been her only.

Even if she met him in the first place.

But she can't decide who he will fall in love with, who he will be with, and do what she wants to do with him.

She understood this after she could not make him fall in love with her no matter how hard she tried.

Then came, in addition to disappointment, it is years of fatigue.

Feng Jin looked down at her fingers pressed on her heart. Her temperature and heart beat could be felt in her palm. Suddenly, he realized that this woman was far away from him.

Three years ago, he didn't know what it meant when he turned around. Three years later, at this moment, he realized vaguely that she had gone far away.

She gave him the shackles, she has been taken back, she sat there, but she is no longer in love with his face.

Feng Jin's hand trembled unconsciously. He felt afraid. What could not be controlled was the people's heart. He did not feel so narcissistic. Huarong wanted to love him all his life, but he could not accept the fact that she did not love him.

At least it should not be such a time, not after he fell in love with her, should not be such a thing

"You really don't love me anymore?" His voice trembled as he spoke.

Huarong looked at him, then sighed and stroked his face and shook his head.

Then his whole person, in this moment, fell into hell.

"Have I made you so tired?"

He's still a little unbelievable. I can't accept it.

"Fengjin." Huarong whispered, "I'm nearly thirty years old."

“……”

"For you, maybe you just like me a little now, and the new relationship is still very new. But I've been running after you for more than 20 years For me, love you is a very old thing, can give up or abandon things. It doesn't make me sad because I'm numb. You know what? It's been too long. I can't tell the difference between loving you or not

Her fingers came back from his face, and then lowered her head to support her forehead. Her bangs covered her expression. Only the silver thread on her earlobe twinkled in her hair.

"After leaving you, I find that the world still works as usual. You know what? I thought I might die without you. But the fact tells me that I can still live well. From this point of view, how naive and naive I was before. "

It's really killing words.

Feng Jin felt that he was afraid of her.

Her every word, every word, is a needle in his heart.