"Well," Jiang Hui also nodded, "Let's not worry about Li's marriage. Let him make his own decision."
"But..." Lin Ya was a little worried, "It's not an option for Mr. Li to continue like this. I'm afraid that he doesn't know how long he will drag out his relationship. Why don't we understand his thoughts and see if we can be of any help?
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"It's easier to communicate between mother and child. You can ask her."
Lin Ya turned around and walked out.
When I went to Jiang Li's room, I saw him holding a photo in his hand and looking at it blankly.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, he immediately put the photo back in the drawer and asked as if nothing had happened: "Mom, is something wrong?"
Lin Ya sat next to him, with a kind smile on her face, "Li, let's have a talk, mother and son."
"Mom, didn't we just talk about it just now?"
"Mom is not talking to you about marriage this time, but I want to understand your thoughts. Do you really not want to marry Azi?"
Jiang Li looked at his mother in astonishment and nodded firmly, "Yes, I have never wanted to marry Ning Zi. It's just that my parents wanted us to get married, so everyone pushed me hard, so I agreed."
"Then is it because you still like Manman that you don't like Aziz all the time?"
His expression changed and he looked away, "I think my feelings for Manman are just the residual warmth of my feelings. As time goes by, I will slowly forget about her."
Lin Ya was a little funny and a little angry, "Don't deceive yourself. She has been away from you for four years and you haven't forgotten her. Can you still forget her in the future?"
After being penetrated by his mother, he took a deep breath and said, "Even so, so what, she has her own life now, and we can't go back."
"She's married?"
"I don't know, but I saw her with another man." His tone was full of sadness.
"What happened to you four years ago?"
Thousands of sorrows swam in his bright eyes, and the scene of the night of the proposal pierced his eyes like a sharp knife, and the brilliance under his eyes was cut into pieces, broken like countless stars.
His expression was as gloomy as a fallen flower struck by a violent storm, "That night, I carefully prepared a grand proposal, hoping to propose to her in front of the whole city. I told her many times that she must
Come, but that night...she didn't come. From then on, she disappeared in front of me. From that time on, I lived a life of love and hate. I hated her for leaving without saying goodbye, and I hated her for being cut-off and cruel. Even if she left,
He didn’t even tell me a reason. But at the same time, I was hopelessly in love with her. When I dreamed about her at midnight, in every dazed moment, she was still the one I thought about.”
His eyes were slightly bright, but still lifeless. "It wasn't until some time ago that I learned that she was in Australia, so I put aside all my love and hate and looked for her wholeheartedly. But I saw her with her first love.
At that moment, my heart was completely broken, as broken as if it had been rolled over by a wheel. Even though I had been miserable for the past four years, living like a puppet, my heart had never been so broken.
.At that moment, my heart died. I said I would never think about her again in this life, and I would bury her in my distant memory. But...she happened to appear in front of me."