C511 Matrimonial Alipay 8

She smiled, strangely calm.

"Actually, none of this is important. The important thing is that I really love someone and know what it's like to fall in love. So, when I saw Qiao Zhi together with Jiang Yueming, I really felt like the sky had collapsed. It was just like how I felt when I heard news of my mother's death in America, I didn't have the money to buy a plane ticket home.

Because he was in despair, Qu Cunzi brought him home, but he didn't care at all.

At that time, it wouldn't matter even if he followed a pig.

"For a very long time, Qiao Zhi was completely the only one to me. After he's with Jiang Yueming, I've really thought of taking revenge. I hate Jiang Yueming so much that I can't wait to kill her … "

She paused and sighed.

But how?

Other women's boyfriends had stepped on other boats and split their legs. They could retaliate crazily, curse, make a ruckus, beat and curse, tear off faces, both sides would suffer and even buy a murderer … But she, Fang Likun, could not.

It was like a parasite that was about to suck out all of the host's blood. The host was going to throw you out, are you still going to chase after the host?

It was like a mosquito, sucking up its master's blood. With a slap from its master, it didn't kill it, but only chased it away. Could it be that it still had to figure out how to bite its master to death?

Mu Qiaozhi was different from any other man. And it was even more so Fang Dazhuang that had done this to the mother and daughter pair.

All these years, Qiao Zhi had kept himself, nurtured, cared for, taken care of, considerate and gentle … Other than the matter with Jiang Yueming, he hadn't let himself down. Therefore, once he let go, she wasn't even qualified to hate him.

Was there anything more tragic in this world than love?

"For a very long time, I treated Qiao Zhi as my everything. I unrestrainedly enjoyed his good side, so I lost my ability to resist the risks. In these past few days, I have also tried to forget about Qiao Zhi, and racked my brains to think about his evils. But, no, I couldn't remember of any evils he had, they were all excessively good … I compared all the men I knew to him, but none of them could match him. The more I think about it, the more I understand that I will never be able to find a man like this in my entire life … "

She let out a sad laugh, "Qu Cunzi is not, Mr. Chen, and neither are you. "So, I'm sorry …"

No matter how good they were and how sincere they were, what could they do?

They were always at a distance, separated by a membrane, and never like Qiao Zhi, who was able to communicate with each other at a distance, speak freely and without restraint, jump into his embrace whenever he wanted, and unrestrainedly display his worst and ugliest side in front of him … This was because from the very beginning, when he first met her, she was at her most destitute and unsightly …

As for Chen Yizhou, what he saw was a bright and beautiful female doctor, a top student who had graduated from the University of California, and an elegant and outstanding woman.

Just like the Qu Cunzi back then, when she was by his side for one to two years, he did not even know where she came from, nor did he know his name, nor was he interested in her. Because he didn't care, nor did he care.

So no matter how much they said they loved her, liked her, and wanted to marry her, she couldn't feel any love — because without the warm details, the memory of loving each other, it wouldn't be enough to last a lifetime.