As if she had had another nightmare, she fell asleep in a daze. Her hair and clothes, which were once again wet, were gently dried and changed by the man. Then he held her hand, sat on the bed, and
So I stayed all night and never slept again.
The next day, Qian Xiaojue woke up exhausted.
When he opened his eyes, he saw He Lianqing's eyes with two dark clouds written on them staring at him scorchingly. He seemed to have become much more haggard due to the vicissitudes of life overnight.
And she also remembered that she seemed to have gone crazy last night... She sat up suddenly, looked carefully at the man who seemed to have not slept all night, reached out and hooked his neck and threw herself into his arms: "I'm sorry
...I...I..."
She didn't mean to say those words, no! She didn't know what was wrong with herself, as if she was in a daze!
"Cat," he let her hug him tightly, let her hook his neck, let her do whatever she did, he just looked down at her and whispered softly, "You are right.
, I am indeed lying to you."
Qian Xiaojue was startled, but did not dare to raise her head.
What was he going to say... She didn't seem to have the courage to listen...
"Actually, I lied to you three and a half years ago. I am not your fiancé, you are just a strange woman I rescued on the roadside."
She began to tremble all over, but she still didn't dare to look up at him. She could only nest in his arms, hugging him tightly, and then whispered in a low voice to try to stop him: "Stop talking... stop talking...
I don’t want to hear it…”
I don’t want to hear his admission! I don’t want to hear him deny their frothy past!
But He Lianqing did not stop, but continued to narrate calmly and even without expression: "About your life experience, I have always lied to you in the past. In fact, I have no idea who you are or how old you are!
I just needed a woman to marry, so I lied to you. You are beautiful, have no past, listen to me, are well-behaved, and have a personality that matches my taste, so I lied to you..."
"Stop talking!" Qian Xiaojue shouted angrily, raising her hand to cover Helian Qing's mouth. She looked up at him, her eyes full of grief: "If you think you tell me all this, I will leave you.
That's wrong! I said it doesn't matter if you lie to me, I won't leave you, do you believe it now!?"
Seeing the fear on her face, Helian Qing finally smiled slowly, reached out to take her hand, and gently held it in her hand: "So you are afraid too. Indeed, there is nothing to be afraid of telling all this. I am afraid,
It’s your past without me.”
Qian Xiaojue was shocked, he... what did he mean?
He Lianqing gently pushed Qian Xiaojue's hair back to her head, then looked into her eyes and said slowly: "You didn't have me in your past. Just last year, I discovered that Ye Feihan, that Liao Yuanyuan,
That Locke, they must all be people from your past life.
These people make me uneasy. I think they will take you away, so do you think I can not take you away and tie you to me? I want you to be my wife and son-in-law, even if you know that I lied to you in the first place.
You, I also want you to continue to be my wife and son, are you willing?"
Qian Xiaojue looked at He Lianqing like this with tears streaming down her face. He once again put down all his posture and pride, just to save himself, just to be honest with her!