"The more that happens, the more I feel that you are erratic. The more erratic you are, the more I want to catch you. The more I want to catch you, the more I have to remind myself that it is not yours, not yours..."
"But, I hope more than anyone else that Li Nian is mine, and Li Nian is mine alone..."
"But I know that I don't have the capital. Just like if I like this thing, if I don't have the capital, it's better not to be known."
"You are really like a poison. You have poisoned me. You will not let me go and torture me..."
Wen Jiaren's voice was intermittent.
It fell in Li Nian's ears and stirred in his heart.
Wave after wave of ripples.
It is also accompanied by layers of joy.
"You haunt me all the time. You ask me to keep to myself, so I can only keep to myself. You ask me not to bother you, so I can only do it."
"Li Nian, do you know that my heart hurts every day, every moment, every second?"
The spacious and bright room echoed with Wen Jiaren's choked sobs.
Sentence by sentence, intermittently.
Hitting Li Nian.
The hand trembles and the gun falls.
For a moment, the man's heart softened.
He stretched out his hand and took her into his arms.
He should have thought of it a long time ago, thinking that this woman has always been so quiet, so docile, and so able to suppress himself.
Li Nian carefully hugged Wen Jiaren tightly, very hard.
Wen Jiaren smelled the smell of the man, the faint smell of tobacco, which was so familiar that it made her heart tremble.
Her tears fell uncontrollably.
It dripped on his clothes, soaked through the fine fabric, and soaked his chest.
At that moment, Li Nian seemed to feel like something hit him hard on the chest.
Pain and discomfort.
"Li Nian, you always force me to despair..."
She said this.
"I was not like this before, I have never been like this, but now I have become like this."
"I know, I know, it's all my fault." Li Nian hugged her and whispered in her ear.
This is the first time in Li Nian's life that he has apologized.
