Looking at Xia Ximo's appearance, he could only stretch out his trembling hands, hug Xia Ximo tightly, and said: "I'm sorry, Ximo, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't know that my appearance caused you so much pain.
I don't know that I have caused you such pain, Ximo, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
Xia Ximo shook his head and said: "It has nothing to do with you. It's not that I don't want to see you. It's not that I don't want to be with you like before. If you have anything to say, just say it. The two of you depend on each other for life together. It's not that I don't want to.
It’s just that I can’t overcome my own psychological level, I really have no choice.”
After finally meeting Ye Zijian again, she didn't want to be without him in her future life. After all, he could be regarded as her only relative.
It's just that those past events were like needle pricks, engraved in the depths of her memory, which made her heart hurt so much that she felt really uncomfortable.
No one can understand that kind of pain.
Ye Zijian looked at Xia Ximo's painful look, stretched out his arms to hug her, and said with some distress: "I don't want to, I don't want to, I won't ask anymore, it doesn't matter how you look to me.
Even if you don't want to pay attention to me, it doesn't matter, as long as you let me take good care of you by your side from now on.
I won’t force you anymore, I won’t ask anymore, don’t think about it anymore, Ximo, don’t think about it anymore…”
He had no idea that he would actually cause her such pain. He had no idea how much of a shadow the original incident had left in her heart. He also had no idea that Ximo,
What kind of injury did you suffer?
He was only thinking about himself, just thinking about how uncomfortable it felt to see Ximo treat him indifferently, but he forgot what kind of pain Ximo was suffering.
Seeing how he had forced Ximo into this state, he felt extremely distressed. He hugged Xia Ximo as if he wanted to transfer the pain to himself.
Chapter 1001
After hearing this, Xia Ximo leaned into Ye Zijian's arms, leaning hard into his arms, as if she was trying hard to find a trace of warmth, looking for the familiar warmth from before.