Su Muying had a nightmare at night. Young Master He was so bloodthirsty that she was so frightened that she woke up from her dream and could no longer sleep.
Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, he leaned on the bedside and looked out the window at the bright moonlight. The emotional outburst at that moment seemed to be about to swallow him up. Every time he woke up, what he thought about most was still the matter between himself and Mr. He, every bit as if it was yesterday.
It happened normally. Why did you fall in love with Mr. He eight years ago?
Because he was obviously angry, but he yelled at her arrogantly. He didn't know He Yue, and he came to her when he was drunk and asked if He Lianlin deserved to be used and abandoned.
Being bullied by him so often, I wanted him to die. I had never seen He Lianlin like that. It was so painful that I couldn't bear to watch it.
She still remembered that night, when he leaned in her arms, then unconsciously pressed her on the bed and kissed her until she said, "I will love you later."
At that moment Mr. He smiled, still indifferent, but heart-wrenching.
It doesn’t matter if she has overflowing maternal instincts, it doesn’t matter. When she was at her lowest, it was this man who helped her. When she was most helpless, it was he who dragged her, scolded her sarcastically, and then took her home.
Since he was so arrogant that he could talk to her, why couldn't she take care of him?
But what I didn't expect was that it would turn out like this. When she made her emotional confession, it was also when they ended.
She had been in despair. After three years of marriage, she asked him if he had ever loved her. He would not talk eloquently, talk to you, or accommodate you. Instead, he would respond to you with the two most indifferent words in the world, Qing.
Let me tell you clearly: No!
How hurtful these two words are in love. Only the person involved knows this. She was about to collapse and drove away. He jumped into her car and said nothing until she drove the car to the cross-sea bridge in T city. The delicate
Standing on the bridge, pointing his gun at him, "He Lianlin, you want to love me or die, choose one for yourself."
He leaned against the car, lit a cigarette for himself, and smoked one after another. His beautiful face was shrouded in a layer of blurred smoke, and the expression in his eyes could not be seen clearly. For a long time, he said without any hesitation,
"die!"
"He Lianlin, what have we been doing these three years?"
"From the beginning, our relationship was just a transaction. As for going to bed, husband and wife must go through it, right? At least we are a legal couple who went to the church to complete the marriage process."
That's how much she loves him, and how hurtful his words are.
To this day, she can still clearly remember his expression at that time. There was no nostalgia or emotion, it was just a play on the occasion.
Burying her face in her palms, Su Muying suddenly felt heartbroken. The one she loved the most was always hurt. So what did Sister-in-law Qi mean when she said that Young Master He almost went crazy? What did it mean?
Tossing and turning, I closed my eyes, and all I could think of was him.
That night, she barely slept a wink. She remembered Arthur asking her, if she had met me before He Lianlin, would the outcome have been different? In other words, would you have fallen in love with me.
At that time, Arthur's face was pale, as if he was holding back something, and then he asked this hypothetical question with great difficulty, and it was impossible. She didn't know how to answer. She would not love someone like Mr. He.
People, because no one treated her as well or as badly as Mr. He did, but he was really nice to her.
So she didn't answer Arthur, which made Arthur's past difficult to look back on, and it would be useless to talk about it now.
The next day, Su Muying walked downstairs and saw He Chufeng sitting at the dining table to dine like a gentleman. His movements were as elegant as that man's, and 90% of his facial features were also the main reason why she couldn't forget Mr. He's appearance for so many years. The culprit, seeing that her eyes were a little swollen, Master Feng wisely stood up and helped his mother pull out the chair, and then spread butter on the bread.
Sister-in-law Qi brought her hot milk.
Su Muying took it and said thank you.
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