If it cannot be cured, she will only have five years to live.
Five years is too short, it will go by in the blink of an eye.
He no longer wants to let himself miss her, and he no longer wants to waste time.[
"Wushuang..." Ouyang Che said lowly and firmly: "Give me five years, okay? After five years, if you haven't fallen in love with me, I will let you go."
Wushuang was startled by his words.
"Ache, I may die in five years." Why didn't he let go even though he knew she would die?
Do we have to wait until the love is deeply rooted and we can’t let go before we realize our regrets?
"I know! It's just because you don't have much time, so I don't want to waste time or miss you!" He walked up to her, raised his hand to touch her head tentatively.
His eyes were as gentle as water, with a hint of anxiety.
"Wushuang, give me a chance and give yourself a chance, okay? Do you really not love me your whole life and are not willing to let yourself go?"
My heart hurts slightly.
Wushuang's eyes flashed slightly and his expression was very calm.
She avoided his hand and said calmly: "Ache, you misunderstood. It's not because of my illness that I don't want to accept you. It's because...my love has died long ago..."
The man was shocked, and his face turned pale.
His thin lips were pursed tightly, and a dark and complicated light shone in his eyes.
He took his hand back, put it by his side, and held it tightly.
"You..." Taking a deep breath, he asked in a deep voice: "The person you love...is it really him?"
Wu Shuang pursed his lips and remained silent.
It can be considered a kind of default.
Ouyang Che felt blood surge in his chest. He stared at her, gritted his teeth and said angrily:
"I thought you were just temporarily dependent and infatuated! I didn't expect that you were real! He is your biological brother, how could you fall in love with him! Besides, he is dead, and there will never be a possibility between you!
"
"You are not allowed to mention him!" Wushuang's eyes flashed, and he interrupted him coldly, "I don't allow you to mention him or insult him! He is dead, and no one is allowed to mention him again!" [
"You also know that he is dead, then you forget him. Why do you still love him so much? Why..."
"Pah!" Wushuang slapped him angrily, interrupting him.
Her bright eyes were immediately covered with mist.
The fair little face is even paler and more attractive.
"Ouyang Che, I said, don't mention him, don't mention him..." Her voice was a little trembling and choked.
In her eyes, there was uncontrollable pain, and... fear.
The man looked at her fierce reaction in astonishment, with a trace of doubt in his eyes.
Don't people even mention it?
Does she not want to think of him anymore, or is she so overbearing that she doesn't allow anyone to mention him?
Maybe, both.
Does she really love him that much? Does she love him to this extent?
Ouyang Che lowered his eyes to cover up the pain in his eyes. There was a demon in his heart, clamoring to destroy everything she cared about!
But that person is already dead. He can destroy his person, but he cannot destroy his position in her heart.
The man clenched his hands, and a haze flashed across his eyes.
When he raised his eyes again, his eyes were back to what they were before, still with a touch of coldness and an everlasting cynicism.
"Okay, if you don't let me mention it, I won't mention it. Now, can we go?"
