C353 Malevolent 6

Why do you say I'm sorry?

Between lovers, the thing they were most afraid of was the word "sorry", because that often signalled a break in their relationship. In his memory, in all these years, they had never said anything about being sorry — how could those who loved each other ever say they were sorry?

She brought the coffee he'd brought back from Jamaica. That Christmas Eve, he had come back thousands of miles just to spend time with her.

The first time I saw this woman, I knew that I had found the rib that God had taken away from me.

Her eyes were moist from the hot coffee: Qiao Zhi, Qiao Zhi, could it be that all of this is fake? Are they all fake?

"Li Kun …"

"Qiao Zhi..."

The two of them spoke at the same time and at the same time, they shut their mouths.

His boss looked at her uneasily, and she laughed.

"Qiao Zhi, do you still remember our first meeting?"

He nodded.

Her face flushed with excitement. "At that time, I didn't have the money to buy a plane ticket back to China to see my mother for the last time. I was sitting in a chair thinking that I might commit suicide …"

The pity in his eyes deepened as he stared at her.

She did not ignore — indeed, pity.

Unfortunately, this was the first time she discovered it.

Perhaps, after all these years, he had always been feeling pity for her. He had never been one to provoke her. Affection. And she, ignorant.

The love that I yearn for, is that when I'm 50 years old, I can still unrestrainedly throw myself into his arms and act like a spoiled child, laughing and acting pretentious … If not, how can it be love?

She looked away, her mind replaced by memories.

"At this time, you are coming towards me. Heh, Qiao Zhi, do you know? At that time, I immediately believed in Cinderella's fairy tale, as if it was midnight. I put on my crystal shoes and boarded the pumpkin carriage … I was so happy that I was anxious every day. I kept asking myself: Is this true? Then is Mu Qiaozhi, who loves me and cares about me, real? He's so good, so good, so good, why should he fall in love with me at first sight? Am I really that attractive? Am I not dreaming and sleeping all this time? Heh, because I dreamt too well, I didn't dare to wake up … I used to pray for my good fortune, thank God, thank Jesus Christ. Director, thank you, Guanyin Tathagata … "Actually, I've always been afraid. Truthfully, even those happiest days would have feared that all of this was an illusion …"

She felt a sense of relief.

The smile was so bleak.

After such a long period of fear, now that the nightmare had finally turned out to be a reality, she was actually relieved.

What we are most afraid of is not the result, but the torturous process of waiting for the result. Just like a condemned prisoner, he was not afraid of death, but rather knowing that he would die. However, he was counting the days before his head was chopped off.

Mu Qiaozhi's eyes were moist, as he listened quietly.

At that moment, his hand was firmly pressed against one of the rings. These days, he kept looking at the rings over and over again, strangling them to the point that the blood was almost seeping through his heart.

Her voice was barely audible: "I am so regretful. I am so regretful that my heart is about to bleed. I shouldn't have come back at all, I shouldn't have come back to this city for the rest of my life... "But …"