"You don't have to feel sorry for me." Isabella said lightly, "You have found your own love, and I am happy for you."
Jin Ting was suddenly startled, a little surprised, and raised his eyes to look at her.
He saw her standing quietly on the steps, the wind blowing her skirt, her hair blowing on her face, and he couldn't see her expression clearly.
"What did you say, Xiaoyi?"
Isabella said word by word: "I say, I bless you. Not everyone can find the woman they love. Not everyone can be loved by the woman they love, so you are very lucky. I
bless you."
"Then, do you really not blame me?" Jin Ting's voice was dry.
He still remembered how Xiaoyi's face turned pale when he heard him say that he wanted to postpone the engagement in the car.
Why does it seem like everyone is a different person now?
"Why should I blame you? Yes, I love you. It is precisely because I love you that I restrain my heart. Love means restraint. Isn't there a song: I love you very much, so let you go more
Flying in such a happy direction... Ting, can we still be friends in the future?"
After hearing what she said, Jin Ting felt even more guilty and nodded gently, "Of course, we have always been good friends."
"Okay, I'll go back first." She turned around, her weak body trembling a little, and then her toes seemed to hit something, and her whole body was about to fall to the side!
Seeing this, Jin Ting took a step forward, supported her body, and said urgently: "Xiaoyi, are you okay?"
"It's okay. I just stood for too long and my feet are numb. I went up first."
Jin Ting couldn't see her gaze because her thick eyelashes covered her eyelids. Then, he shook off his hand heavily and walked upstairs step by step while holding on to the stairs.
Jin Ting wanted to say something more, but felt that there was no need to say anything else.
He understands that the damage is inevitable, but he has no regrets.
But even if you don't regret it, you still feel sorry.
Let him use such sincere eyes as atonement in his heart!
So, Jin Ting stood under the stairs like this, watching her figure slowly go away. Finally, he sighed and slowly turned around and went back to his ward...
Although some thoughts were bothering him, after all, he was a little tired from the day, so he quickly fell asleep, hoping to see his Xue'er in his dream sooner.
Here, Chuxue also slept peacefully.
In the quiet night, there were only two rooms, and no one was sleeping.
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In the dark night, the woman stood by the window, her long hair hanging behind her, her eyes coldly looking at a certain point in the darkness, her lips pursed tightly, as if she was thinking about something in her heart...
She didn't expect that Jin Ting really didn't miss her at all...
Even though she tried all her tricks, he still threw himself into the arms of that bitch!
What's so good about that bitch?
Just like her mother, they are all despicable beings! Just like bed bugs!
Xie Chuxun originally thought she was the happiest little princess in the world.
My father owns three companies in Paris, and has a manor in the suburbs and in the south of France. The manor has grape vines, tulips and lavender, and it is extremely beautiful.
Since childhood, my father has said to himself: "Chu Xun, your name comes from the time you were born, which was when lavender began to bloom that year. Dad hopes that you will be as beautiful, fragrant and elegant as lavender.
You can also get your own love.”
Every time her father said this to Xie Chuxun, she would kiss him on the face: "Dad, is Chuxun my father's only little princess?"
Dad would smile and prick her little face with stubble: "Of course, Chuxun is beautiful and smart, and she is daddy's most important little princess!"
"No, I have to say she is the only little princess!"
"Why?"
"Because many of the children have brothers and sisters, and they quarrel all day long. I don't want brothers and sisters! I want my father's only love!" Xie Chuxun said confidently.
"Okay, okay, Chuxun is daddy's only little princess!" Dad would pick her up, put her on his knees, and tell her all kinds of nice stories.
Xie Chuxun likes her father, but she doesn't like her mother that much.
Because my mother is a noble lady, she feels tired even to hug Chuxun. Every time she sees her leaning on her father's lap, her mother will say calmly: "Xie Chuxun, get up, what do you look like? How do you look like Xie?"
The eldest lady of the family?"
She sat up unhappily: "Mom, you just don't like me playing with daddy!"
Mrs. Xie's face changed: "What are you talking about? Xie Junhao, look how you have spoiled your daughter! I told you, you are now the head of our family, but after all, the family was originally mine.
, don’t bring that low-class behavior into your home! Even father and daughter should maintain etiquette!"
Xie Chuxun was very unhappy that her mother said this about her father. Yes, she had heard that her father had no money before, but she liked her father: "Mom, don't say that!"
Dad would touch her head and comfort her: "Chu Xun, don't talk back to mom."
"Humph, dad, you are just afraid of mom! Anyway, I am on dad's side! I like dad the most!" Xie Chuxun snorted and ran away with small steps.
However, when she was eight years old, her father went back to China for some business and did not come back for a long, long time.
Xie Chuxun was very worried, afraid that something would happen to his father.
I heard the servants whispering about 'illegitimate daughter', 'the master is like this', and 'about the same age as the young lady'.
Xie Chuxun didn't understand anything, so he grabbed the maid and asked, "What happened?"
"Ah, ah, it's nothing." The maid was afraid of this proud young lady and left quickly.
Xie Chuxun waited day by day, but her father still didn't come back.
Instead, her mother became increasingly angry at home and even broke Xie Chuxun's favorite ceramic ballet figure.
Xie Chuxun ran over and said angrily: "Mom, what are you doing! This is Dad's seventh birthday gift to Chuxun!"
"What birthday gift do you remember? Do you know that your father gave birth to a daughter besides you? You still think he is a good father! He is just an ungrateful white-eyed wolf!"
Mom pushed Xie Chuxun fiercely.
Xie Chuxun fell on the broken porcelain figurine. His knees were bruised and bleeding.
She ignored the pain: "What? Mom, what did you say? Dad gave birth to a daughter outside? Impossible, Dad belongs to Chu Xun alone! Dad said Chu Xun is his only little princess!"