Locke and Anthony were waiting with him outside the door. No one knew what happened in the room.
At this moment, Qian Xiaojiu, who was still sitting on the leather sofa, kept staring blankly at the floor. He didn't even notice that Qian Xiaojue came in. He seemed to be stupid. He didn't say a word, didn't have a single expression, not even a single expression.
an action.
When Qian Xiaojue saw her, pain flashed in her eyes. She stood awkwardly at the door, neither moving forward nor retreating.
"Ajiu..." After a long time, Qian Xiaojue finally spoke tremblingly, "You want to...have seen it?"
Qian Xiaojiu's eyes that had lost all brightness slowly raised their eyes. She stared at Qian Xiaojue dead silently. Qian Xiaojue was startled. Ahjiu... why did it become like this? Is it because of herself?
The guilt in Qian Xiaojue's heart was overwhelming, torturing her heart, which was already on the verge of collapse.
Qian Xiaojue knelt on the ground with a 'bang' sound. With tears streaming down her face, she slowly knelt down towards Qian Xiaojiu: "Ajiu... I'm sorry... How can you forgive me?"
"Forgive?" She seemed to have lost her voice, and her trembling and hoarse voice sounded lifeless, more like a low growl from hell.
"Ajiu..." Qian Xiaojue has been thinking about it for a day and a night. When she first woke up from the dream, she regretted that she had lived in confusion and self-deception all these years. But when the truth was revealed, the bone-crushing pain she felt all those years ago
But it attacked her again...
She hated herself even more. Why did she choose to give up in the first place? Instead of redeeming and saving everything as soon as possible?
She now fully understood that Ye Feihan loved Ah Jiu and that he was just using her back then. Unfortunately, it was too late for her to understand all this...
"No. I will never forgive him... I will never forgive him in this life, the next life, or eternity!" Qian Xiaojiu looked at Qian Xiaojue in front of him with a blank expression, and the aura of despair overwhelmed him.
Qian Xiaojue.
She suddenly understood that she was not talking about herself, but...him? Ye...feihan?
"Ajiu... don't be like this..." She felt that something must have happened to her, otherwise she would not look so terrifying... as if she had lost her soul. She recognized herself more clearly than yesterday.
Are you still desperate and sad?
"Tell him, I just want you to go back and tell him everything I say now..." She ignored Qian Xiaojue's caring eyes and just looked at her with a dead tone and eyes and said,
"In this life, whether he lives or dies, whether I live or die, there is no need for him and I to meet again."
"Ajiu!?" What happened? Does Ajiu hate him to the core?
She was also in endless pain in her heart, pain that he had taken advantage of her, pain that he was now indifferent to her, pain that Ah Jiu and he were never together, pain from everything... But Ah Jiu's words meant that she would not be able to recover from life or death.
Meet?
"And you, Xiaojue." Qian Xiaojiu suddenly lowered his head, looked seriously into Qian Xiaojue's eyes, and said coldly and ruthlessly: "In this life, you should never appear in front of me again. I can't forgive you.
.Same as him..."
"Ajiu——" Qian Xiaojue's body was lying on the ground. Is all this really irreversible?