C357 Once loved deeply 4

Truly, Qiao Zhi chose her, not Jiang Yueming.

At that moment, she couldn't hold it in any longer. Tears fell like rain.

"Li Kun, let's leave this place immediately …" "It's good as long as you're gone …"

They were simple scholars, living in a simple world. There weren't that many temptations outside. Perplexity.

The people living in the castle really didn't need to walk out and compete with this society.

"Li Kun, we're leaving immediately."

He pulled her, but she covered her face with her hands, tears streaming down her face.

"Likun, why aren't you leaving? "Leave …"

He was anxious and uneasy, for she had always listened to him before, submissively, meekly, and would not object to anything he said or did; she laughed with him when he was happy; she was silent with him when he was sad.

In all these years, she had hardly ever defied him in anything.

In essence, she was a rib growing on his chest. She had already become one with him, and there would no longer be any reaction of rejection.

But today, under his urging, she was silent.

He was too eager to escape.

He thought that as long as he left this place, he would be able to start all over again.

But, could he forget about Jiang Yueming?

Could he forget the night they had been so happy?

He could forget the speed and excitement she had given him. Love?

Once he reached Copenhagen, he would completely forget about that beauty. A woman with unparalleled beauty?

Wasn't it earth-shaking to love a man like him?

No, never!

He had not yet passed the critical period.

If he fled in a panic at this moment, Jiang Yueming would definitely become a sharp thorn, piercing into his chest forever. It would also pierce into her heart, causing blood to gush out of her in this lifetime.

No, my love, definitely not.

My demand is much higher than this.

She slowly loosened her grip, her face already completely calm.

She rarely shed tears, not only because she was in pain, but also because she was happy. She could never shed tears, even when she was very young.

At this moment, she was surprisingly calm.

"Qiao Zhi, you really don't need to make such a sacrifice. All these years, you have taken care of me with all your heart. Even if it's because of Mr. Qu's orders, no one can do better than you. However, you should have your own life now. I can't keep dragging you down and pestering you. "Don't worry, I've already become a self-reliant individual. You can go and pursue your happiness without any hindrance …"

"Li Kun!"

He just called her by name, murmuring, like a child.

The two tickets were almost soaked in sweat in his hands, and slowly, mixed with the blood on his palm where the ring had pierced, the pain seeped into his bones.

Only then did Li Kun notice his hands, the strange pair of rings.

Gently, she pried his hand away and saw first the striking red.

He was completely unaware of it, to the point where he could not even feel the blood dripping from his wounds.

"This is the wedding ring I bought …" "Li Kun, I prepared the wedding ring …"

He muttered to himself, but her heart felt as if it had been cut by knives.

Qiao Zhijun's eyes were filled with fear and guilt.

How terrifying.

He was no longer the omnipotent hero in her heart, no longer the all-powerful Kong Wu Man — he also had the right to be weak.

And because of this, she was as desperate as a dead person.