After packing up the garbage, she looked at Shang Lu, who was eating absent-mindedly.

"Shang Lu, even if Adong and I don't get a certificate, we will never be able to go back to our past."

"I want to live a quiet life. In the future, except for An An's affairs, I hope you don't disturb me."

"Shang Lu, will you please me?"

"..." Shang Lu answered neither, nor did he answered nor did he answered nor did he answered without answering.

The rice I just swallowed was blocked in my throat, like a thorn.

His breathing slowed down a little bit, and became heavier. "Qiao Qiao, I didn't mean to ask you to come back to me immediately. I know that I have hurt you and it is not worth forgiven. I just hope that I can make up for you."

"I don't need to make up for it." Qiao Qiao was determined again.

Her hands, which were packing the lunch box, were slightly white when she tied the garbage bag.

My heart was even more desolate.

How many times have I been abandoned, and what time has it not been her own blood-licking and healing her wounds?

Well, the pain will not be forgotten.

She doesn't want to hurt again.

My heart has become a hard shell, and no one can walk in.

She said honestly:

"When you were at the airport, didn't you ask me if the man in your heart is you?"

"Yes, it's you."

"You are the only man I have loved with my heart in my life."

"But I never want to touch love again."

She looked at him with a sad look, "Shang Lu, let me go."

"..." Shang Lu's throat choked even harder and he couldn't lift his breath.

Why can't he be happy at all when he heard her say that the only man she loved was him?
Chapter completed!