No, it's not like that. After so many years, how can she not love Wenchi? Everything she does is for Wenchi

She did everything for Wenchi, not for him.

Wenxi doesn't love him, it's not him... She doesn't love him

I can't tell him at this time that she loves him... No, absolutely not.

Like being pushed hard, he stepped back.

Almost tumbled down.

"Wujiang..." Gu Xiaoai stepped forward and looked at him anxiously. Then he said to the bodyguard beside him, "go and support him. He is not in good health now."

"Yes, ma'am."

Several bodyguards rushed into the ward to hold him, and he threw him away.

"Go away!"

He cried hysterically.

"Bang --"

His strength hit a bodyguard against the wall, and his head immediately burst into blood.

"Wujiang, she doesn't blame you. She never blames you. She wants you to live a good life." Gu Xiaoai stood there, frowning, revealing her nervousness.

All she said was that she wanted him not to do anything stupid.

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C The wind of the city is clearer than that of the United States, with a familiar flavor.

There were few cars coming and going on the overpass. He stood there alone, and his sight was the site of the Wen family.

He is Wujiang, the eldest son of the writers.

There, is his root, originally, he thought he would fight for the writer all his life.

Wenxi grew up there.

It's been a whole month since his trip to the United States. His injury has gradually recovered. The doctor has sedated him many times because he lost control

He ignored Gu Xiaoai, Li Jue Feng and his brothers. He would beat anyone who mentioned Wenxi.

In the end, the brothers and the bodyguards who followed him were more seriously injured than he was.

The sedatives are getting heavier and heavier.

Strangely enough, he became more and more conscious.

Li Jue Feng is too lazy to talk to him, but Gu Xiaoai talks to him every day when he is half asleep and half awake

Gu Xiaoai said a lot.

So much so that he couldn't tell the truth from the dream.

"Wujiang, I know you are shocked. The fact is quite different from what you think, but just remember that Wenxi hopes you can live well..."

"She didn't blame you. She really loves you so much that you never know the truth."

"I've never seen a girl like Wenxi. She's soft and weak, but she dares to bear everything. Until her last moment, she would rather go to the grave with your hatred for her than let you have a trace of guilt."

"I didn't complete her will to let you know the truth in advance... If you have an accident, I will feel guilty all my life."

“……”

On and off.

Gu Xiaoai said the truth of that year.

He said that the scene he saw was an affair between Wenchi fan and Wenxi;

Said Wenxi in Wenchi side not happy, because... Wenchi abuse her, from the body to the heart;

When Wen Xi came to him later, he was eager to help him return to his literary home, and he was eager to save her.

But he didn't.

He never... Never saved her.

……

There was a strong wind on the overpass, and it was tearing across my cheek.

He just looked at the direction of the writer. The five fingers on the armrest closed up little by little, and the veins on the back of his hand were prominent.

Behind him, came the sound of high heels, with some hesitation.