Chapter 193

It was him, the sound in my memory. Somehow, a strong warm current surged in my heart, and a crystal luster flashed in my black eyes.

Only at this moment did I realize that I was so vulnerable, that I was so fragile, that this voice was always in my heart, and every time I woke up, this voice kept wandering beside me.

It turns out that since I have carved this sound into my bones, even if I haven’t seen that person’s face, I can hear it all at once when I hear the sound.

However, even in this way, we can't go back. If it's past, it's past, and there will never be any medicine for regret in the world.

I didn't look back, I just wanted to think that I had never heard this sound, because even if I turned my head, he wouldn't know me, and I wouldn't know him again, but would just treat him as a stranger.

I thought I could avoid it by not facing him like this, but he would just regard it as a mistaken person. After all, in my opinion, I am different now than before.

I didn't hate him. I hated myself, very stupid, hate my innocence, and actually believed in the most unbelievable love. This was what I asked for.

Although I didn't hate him, he might still be in my heart, but I don't want to see him again, even if I feel a sense of joy in my heart.

However, treating Bing silently like this could not stop him from speaking. He seemed to have decided that I was Bing.

His voice is no longer as clear and thick as before, but low, and mixed with pain:

"I'm sorry, sorry, Bing, I shouldn't have disbelief of you. It's because I was blinded by things when I was a child. I shouldn't have said you like that. Maybe you will say sorry. If it's useful, what should the police do, but I will still say sorry."

The sound was so painful that my heart seemed to be tied into a ball, and it hurts a little bit.

I resisted the idea of ​​comforting him, turned my head and wanted to speak, but I was shocked and my eyes widened.

Who is the person in front of me? Is this still the one I know? Xuan is so energetic and confident. Every move carries his unique charm, giving people a feeling of being so noble and proud, but the person in front of me is not the one I know.

The man in front of him was in a messy dress. Although he was still charming, he was unkempt. If people saw him, they would never believe that this person was the future heir of Duanmu Group, the second largest in the world, but would think that he was a refugee from Africa.

A hint of heartache flashed quickly in my eyes, but it disappeared in a short while. I suppressed all my emotions and said calmly in a tone like a stranger: "Sir, are you? Are you talking about the name Bing just now?"

"Bing, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. I love you, I really love you very much. I'm Xuan, don't you recognize me?"
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