He finally said the words that were deep in his heart to Feng Hao, and suddenly he felt a lot more relaxed. It turned out that it was not difficult to say it, not at all.
"I always think that if I were with her, she wouldn't suffer so much..." He grinned bitterly, "Because I don't have as many burdens as you, my love with her will be
It's very simple, as light as water, but very flavorful. I always think that she missed Lu Licheng, but in fact, she might miss you... I thought about it, really, I thought about it... I thought that you would be separated.
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Even if it was a secret love, even if he knew it was a person's destiny, he secretly thought about the consequences in his heart.
But reality is cruel. Feng Hao is a man who will love him forever, and Xia Yucheng is the same. Missing Lu Licheng may not be called missing, but it can only be called not loving enough.
Because she didn't love enough, Xia Yucheng accepted Feng Hao; because she didn't love enough, Feng Hao was her true love, the one who belonged to her. She couldn't miss it, and she wouldn't miss it.
But when he was lucky, he was unwilling to admit this fact. Sometimes he felt like a thief hiding in the dark, intent on stealing a heart.
"Very good...Xiao Wu, you really dare to say..."
Feng Hao quickly punched out with a gloomy face. Li Yunxi couldn't resist it at all, so he received another punch, but he quickly fought back.
The two men indulged their emotions and fought wantonly in the snowflakes flying all over the sky.
Every time, it was Li Yunxi who fell.
He stood up and was put down again.
Stand up again and be knocked down again.
He lay on the snow and gasped for air. The corners of his mouth were bloodshot and his face was blue and red. How could he beat Feng Hao? They were not on the same level at all. But he still followed the trend as if he had lost his mind.
Hao fights.
The heavy fists always hit the most painful part of his body accurately and quickly. He was in so much pain that he couldn't speak. Every time, he felt that if the force was stronger, his bones would break.
"Can you still live a good life?" Fenghao's deep amber eyes flashed with a sharp look, his thin and lightly pursed lips, and sharp outlines were like an eagle in the dark night, cold and arrogant.
Li Yunxi fell on the snow, and the cold snowflakes penetrated into his skin, as if to cool his boiling blood. His long and neatly trimmed fingers inserted into the white snow, and he grasped the coldness of his hand hard.
"You know you can't get it, you know it's wrong, why are you still so persistent?" Feng Hao walked over and stretched out his hand to pull him up.
Li Yunxi's face was in a mess, the corners of his mouth were cut, his brow bones were swollen, and his cheeks were bruised.
Feng Hao looked at him and said in a deep voice: "I had never been in love before I met Chengcheng, and I didn't know what love was at that time. But I knew very well that when she sang "Meet" for the first time,
What are you thinking about? For so many years, I haven’t said a word or asked a question. It’s because I care about brotherhood. You may still be thinking about fair competition, but you have to know that you have no chance. Because
When you meet her, she is already my woman."
"If...Xiao Wu, I mean if, if I haven't touched her at that time, I will give you a chance, give you a chance to compete fairly. But there is no if in this world, when you call her Sister Cheng
At that time, you should know that you have no chance and should give up. Li Yunxi, if you really love her, please hurry up in the next life..."