Jiang Zimo watched his movements coldly. After a while, she slowly put on her clothes and curled up into the bed again.
She stopped looking at him, but those words were addressed to him. "Bai Yanbing, as long as I see you and Murong Qingyi, I will think of the nightmare past I have experienced. I will feel that I am not as good as this."
If you die, you will want to kill yourself."
"So, if you really want to do something for me in the end, then please stay away from me, and further away, until I can't see you."
Bai Yanbing did not express his position immediately. In fact, no matter who he is, after hearing such heartless and cold words, he can calmly respond.
He was silent in the shadows for a long time, and finally said: "So you can't forgive me after all. That's right. What you said is absolutely right."
"But Ah Zi, whether you believe it or not, I have to tell you. I know that I love you, Murong Qingzhen...and so does he. What Aarons said was not a lie. He has indeed arrived in Zurich now.
I know he is here for you. After all, I have been here for more than ten days, so he must have noticed."
When Jiang Zimo heard this, he was shocked at first, and then felt a burst of uncontrollable anger.
She sneered nonchalantly and said: "So what are we going to do now? Do you want me to choose one of you? Or should I encourage you to fight, and I will go with whoever wins?"
"Or just like before, take turns...".
"Azi! I don't allow you to say that about yourself again!"
Bai Yanbing had already walked to the door, but suddenly turned back again. He covered her lips angrily with his hands, and he could hardly hide the surge of sadness and tears in his eyes.
Two years later, when he touched her warm and soft skin again, all the inseparable memories in his heart came out one after another like rewinding.
He looked at her eyes burning with pain and hatred, unable to control the most passionate desire in his heart, and just kissed her desperately.
His kiss was very serious, very delicate, lingering, gentle and affectionate.
His tears fell on her cheeks. They were warm, actually warm!
Jiang Zimo closed her eyes, and her hands on the quilt changed from a clenched posture to slowly loosening, and then clenched again...
Love and hate intertwine into the most heart-wrenching music!
All the unbearableness, all the unwillingness, all the resentment, disappointment and determination, are all comforted and repaid with the most tender and delicate touch in such a kiss...
"Azi, I know, before, I was an out-and-out bastard."
"I am greedy for your beauty, and I ignore the truest feelings in my heart. I will do whatever it takes to get revenge. I regard you as a gift that can be parted with. It was I who pushed you into Murong Qingzhen's arms with my own hands."
As he spoke, he slowly knelt down in front of the bed.
That look was truly repentant and pleading.
"But I really didn't know that you were pregnant with my child at the time. I swear, Ah Zi, before you were kidnapped, I really didn't know that the child existed."
Jiang Zimo suddenly became furious again. She gritted her teeth and said, "I don't allow you to mention my child again, Bai Yanbing. You are not qualified. Even if you don't have this child, I will never forgive you again!"
Her mood that had just been calmed down became very bad again. Child, child - it turned out that in the bottom of his heart, the only thing he really cared about was that child!