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Chapter 442 Sorry

But I seemed to be one step closer to the truth...

She looked at the photo carefully again, closed her eyes, as if she had used all her money in the casino and gave the mobile phone screen to the wandering painter: "Yes...is the boy on the right.

Is it?"

"Let me take a look." The wandering painter came over and took a look, and thought about it carefully for a while. "It looks very similar, but after all, it's almost three years, and I can't remember it completely clearly, and he

It seems to be a little mature... But if you ask me, I think there is an 80% chance that this boy is... It turns out that you really know him..."

"Okay, thank you." Chuxue no longer had the intention to listen to the painter's gossip again, "I'll leave first..."

"Hey, Miss... Why do you seem to be out of mind... What happened... Hello... If there is anything I can help you, just say it... I think we are also a little destined... Miss,

Don't do this..."

Chuxue's heart was empty, as if it had become an empty shell, turning a deaf ear to the painter's screams behind her.

All I think of in my heart...

It turns out that it is true... It turns out that I and Jin Feng really have an intersection...

The painter said that Jin Feng had been following her... She remembered it very clearly. For a period of almost three years ago, she did walk along this road two or three times a week, memorize words, find people to chat, or go to a small restaurant.

work to earn a living.

What the painter sees should not be wrong.

But... why did I have no idea at all? At that time, there was a young man following me, ignorantly...

And then, what happened? Did Jin Feng confess his love to herself? And what did she say? Why couldn't she remember it at all?

At that time, I was lonely and lonely. I lived in a foreign country for the first time. I couldn't speak properly and often didn't know what the teacher was saying in class... The proud French girls in the class did not make friends with me, but came from

She was also afraid of the concern of French boys...

Under such circumstances, will she be lonely and unable to overcome those helpless nights and agree to Jin Feng's pursuit?

Even the painter thinks that Jin Feng is a good boy and has experienced it himself. He is gentle and considerate, and he is not proud of being born in a wealthy family. If it is at its most vulnerable time, few girls can refuse this.

A warm boy...

So... did I really abandon him and hurt him?

It's indeed not a mistake...

The painter looked at Chu Xue's shrunk shoulders, hurriedly walked away, stood up, and strode towards her: "Hey, Miss! You don't look good, can I send you a rest? Don't worry, I'll let me go.

There is no malice, I think everyone is friends...hey..."

"Who allowed you to point fingers at my woman?"

Suddenly, a cold and cold voice, like the middle of the storm, suddenly rang behind the painter!

The painter turned around and saw a man standing in front of him!

This is an oriental man, but he is taller than himself. His broad shoulders block the brilliance of the sunset. His face against the light has a mysterious and cold smell, just like the sea emperor Boston at the bottom of the deep sea, handsome but

Indifferent, those who are dissatisfied will be buried in the sea!

His hand was placed coldly above his shoulders and did not touch his shoulders. But even after a few centimeters, he could still feel a shocking wave of air, as if his shoulder blades were about to break at any time

How many pieces!

"No, no...who are you?" The painter quickly turned his gaze away from the man. He was afraid that if he took another look, his life would be difficult to save!

"I am her man." The man glared at him coldly, "Remember, I don't like other men talking to my women for more than three words, otherwise you can try it."

"This...this...good...I, I understand..." The painter's body trembled. The man was obviously very handsome, but that glance... was really scary...

He is that woman's boyfriend? Hey, no, he looks a little familiar, and seems to have seen him somewhere... Just now...

The painter suddenly reacted - isn't this man the other man in the photo?

Huh? Then what is his relationship with the stalking boy?

It’s so chaotic for your circle!

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Here, Chuxue paused.

She naturally heard the sound, the most familiar sound.

Even if it was just separated for two hours, it was a sound that made people miss it so much that they were about to suffocate.

It's not an illusion, it's that person who really appeared.

He disappeared like dust for more than two hours, and now he finally appeared.

Her heart was so hot that she seemed to be soaked in boiling water. At least this showed that he did not abandon her, nor did he do a scam again, play with her, and break her!

...But, if that was ten minutes ago, how good would it be for him to appear.

She would turn around, rush towards him hard, and give him a left hook: "Where have you been running! Let me wait!"

Then, he tried his best to hold him tightly and never let him go again.

But now, his appearance only brought her deeper anxiety and guilt...

She just learned a fact that she had never known. At this moment, her heart was filled with complex emotions. She was sorry to Jin Feng, and she was sorry to Jin Ting. She had done such a thing, but she was still afraid.

Abandoned by Jin Ting.

What qualifications does she have to be afraid? What qualifications does she have to ask for his true love?

He knew everything that happened in the past, but he actually forgave her. Just because she lost her memory and became another person, he accepted her. Accepting her means being furious to the terrible, which made him angry

The truth will always live together, but he actually accepted it. He is willing to forgive her for her... However, he still doubts his heart, and doubts that he just tortures her again...

Tears flowed from her eyes.

At this moment, she felt how ignorant, how willful, how selfish, how impulsive she was...

She is not qualified to ask for anything again...

She didn't look back, but was still walking in dismay. Suddenly, she stepped on a small stone on her toes and fell forward...

Look... This is her retribution... There was a young man who loved her silently, followed her on this road and did not dare to tell her what she wanted... But she hurt him...


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