Chapter 748 : What the hell do you want, Han Yixing?
Han Yixing's life really seemed to have returned to peace, and he never saw Meng Beichen again after that day.
However, she would dream every night, dreaming that he looked at her with a pair of injured eyes, as if he was accusing her of being ruthless.
I tossed and turned, and when I woke up, the pillow was wet.
Meng Beichen, am I heartless? How should I trust you? Do you know how afraid I am of this aspect?
It was you who wanted to divorce me, and now you come to me again. Sometimes, I really don’t know what you are thinking, but if you don’t show up, why do you show up in my dreams again? [
She buried her head into the pillow and tried to stop her breathing, but she always wanted to cry.
That day, I told him so seriously that I didn't love him or hate him, but why did I miss him? What I thought of was the sweetness from the past and how good he was to her.
Han Yixing, what do you want to do?
After all, she couldn't fall asleep anymore. She turned on the light and looked at the time. It was only three o'clock in the morning and it was still dark, but she never felt sleepy again.
Putting on a coat, she sat on the balcony and stared in silence, or she looked up and looked at the sparse stars.
What she was thinking about was still the scenes from the past, from the first time she saw his eroticism at the beach, and then she was forced to marry him by her father in the name of paying off debts, from the time when they had nothing to do with each other,
They got entangled in the end.
Sweetness and pain are intertwined and changing in my mind.
But, now that I think about it, from the time I got to know him, I should have known what he was like. He was originally the kind of playboy, and there would always be all kinds of women around him.
He treats her well, he dotes on her, and gives her everything. In fact, it is because he doesn't get it. When he really gets it, when she really loves him, he will sneer and throw it aside.
Han Yixing, don't think about him anymore. In your life, that year is just a dream.
Your dream has been shattered long ago, and you should wake up long ago.
She advised herself like this. It wasn't until her hands and feet gradually became cold that she remembered to go back to the room. She glanced downstairs inadvertently and was immediately stunned.
A car parked beside the dim streetlight, and she could vaguely see a tall figure standing in front of the car. It was still dark and she couldn't see his face clearly.