721. Chapter 721 Love is so desperate that it can't be closed 8
Why she just refused to look and listen, why was she so indifferent, why did she beg him so humbly... why couldn't she look back at him in return!
When did her love become stained with dust, and now it has to withstand such a storm?
"What do you want me to do? Do you agree with me? How do you want me to admit my mistake? What do you want me to do before you forgive me? I will do everything you say. I will do it."
"We have stumbled all the way, and it has not been easy to get to where we are today. Don't let go of my hand easily, Shaocheng, don't let me go, okay?"
She raised her head again and looked at the resolute lines on the man's face from top to bottom. There was ruthless determination written there, like a thin and sharp thorn, piercing her heart tightly. She couldn't pull it out, it hurt...
...The pain is heartbreaking!
There were too many things to deal with, and the rush of time drove people to a dead end. Like a helpless child, she gently knocked her head on his knees and hugged his legs with both hands. Such a posture was very humble and hurt, but
But she held on tightly.
Love reaches the end of the road and cannot be recovered.
I don’t know how long I cried, but the man remained motionless, holding a pen in his hand and a thick document. He signed on it, and the notes penetrated ten sheets of paper.
He raised his head and closed his eyes.
Let all the water in the tear ducts flow into your heart.
After the tea had cooled down, he picked her up and let her sit on his knees. These knees, which only she could sit on, were still comfortable human flesh cushions.
Lifting her chin, he looked at the string of crystal clear tears. He looked at it lazily. After a long time, he licked with his tongue, a very gentle movement, like the most affectionate man, carefully accepting the kiss of his beloved woman.
tears.
"Are these tears shed for me?"
His voice was low and soft, and his eyelashes were narrowed to hide the sadness in his eyes.
Chenxing brushed her eyelashes lightly, and tears rolled down again.
Her lips trembled slightly as she looked at him. At that moment, she mistakenly thought that he wanted to appease her aggrieved heart.
However, the next second, he asked lightly: "Are you crying for yourself?"
She saw a trace of coldness and a trace of hardness between his eyebrows, and she frowned slightly: "Shaocheng."
The woman who longed for a hug took the initiative to embrace her and spread her arms, but the man refused her hug, even with such an obvious rejection.
He looked at her silently for a while, feeling extremely irritated and aggrieved?
My eyes are so swollen from crying...
The curved shape of the water touches people's hearts.
How did she spend these two days?
Like him, in the pale day and miserable night, do you tremble while reciting her name in your heart? When your heart trembles, do you also imprint the other person's name in your heart? Are you also struck by loneliness and sadness?
Wrap the body layer by layer?
My arms felt so sad that I felt weak, "Do you love me?"
She held his hand tightly and nodded.
He sighed: "How much love?"
"Do you love me so much that you won't give me a baby? Do you love me so much that you buy mifepristone?"
"What did I tell you? If you have a child, just give birth and leave everything else to me? What did you do? Did you inform me? Did you ask for my opinion?"
"Have you ever been honest with me about anything that happened or when you encountered difficulties?"