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Chapter 1090 Jun is also afraid of old age, she can't escape

When Jin Li heard this, she was completely confused.

What does "can't be without you" mean?

Is it what she meant?

but......

How is that possible?

"You don't love me, you never love me. This is what you said yourself. Just after our first time, you left so resolutely and left me alone in the bed. I had a fever that day, and I was in a daze, but my tears never stopped."

Song Jing felt a sting in his heart, "...I'm sorry. Before, I walked into a dead end and didn't see my feelings clearly."

Jin Li shook her head: "I don't believe it. Song Jing, I don't believe it."

His voice choked: "Why?"

"You love my mother! It's not me! You have never forgotten her for so many years, and even adopting me is for her sake. For you, I am just a tool to swear your loyal love, a way to express my memory and nostalgia to my mother."

She was not even a complete person. When he looked at her face and eyes, he would always fall into a state of confusion again and again, as if he was looking at another person through her.

Jin Li hated such gaze the most since she was a child, but she also greedy for such gaze and concentration.

She also deceived herself and comforted herself. It would be great for this for the rest of her life, as long as she could stay with him...

But now she doesn't think so anymore, "After leaving you, I realized that there is another way to live in my life."

Song Jing was shocked and his throat was dry.

After a while, he found his voice again: "...Ali, don't rush to say those hurtful words, give me a chance to explain, is it okay?"

The woman was surprised and suspicious.

In my impression, he never asked "Is it OK?", which seems gentle, but is actually tough. Looking at his Buddhist nature, it contains Shura.

"First of all, I thought it was love for your mother... but I figured it out ten years ago the fifth year after she passed away. It was not love, it was more like a dependence and gratitude."

Ah Li's mother was eight years older than Song Jing. At the most desperate moment in his life, she stretched out her hand to him, which also brought him light and warmth.

But she has a childhood sweetheart, Ali's father.

At that time, Song Jing was like a younger brother in her eyes, and she was not stingy with caring and caring for him, and even her lover took good care of Song Jing.

Later, the couple went to Guangdong and Guangxi to develop their business, and their business was booming. Within a few years, Xiao Jinli came.

Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. When Jin Li was five years old, the couple was killed for offending the local dark forces. When Song Jing arrived, they had already died, leaving only their daughter who had been scared in the closet.

Since then, Jin Li has been taken by Song Jing and personally educated.

"I hope you are more ordinary, at least stable, but you are not ordinary at all."

She can always master the marksmanship, fighting, fighting, driving, anything Song Nestor taught by her is the first to master.

She is talented, but she works harder than others.

This made Song Jing's eyes fall on her countless times silent and obscurely.

But Jinli didn't notice it, and even he himself didn't know what it meant.

"The first time I had sex..." His tone was hoarse, "I wasn't completely drunk. I knew what I was doing and knew the consequences of doing so. But after I woke up, I became a coward."

He dared not admit it, nor could he face this girl he raised, and he was even more ashamed of Ali's mother.

Jinli's eyes widened, unbelievable.

"That was the first time I was tortured myself directly, how did I feel about you."

"So, what's the answer?"

Song Jing: "There is no answer, I can't think of the reason, but my body's reaction is very honest, so I have the second, third......"

The woman was wrapped in her eyes and tears could no longer help but burst into tears.

It turns out that her love is not unrequited love, and the person she loves is not a stern heart.

She has never missed her infatuation for so many years, but she is also tired.

"It's too late...it's all too late... In the end, you pushed me away..."

"Ah Li," he looked at the woman's young face, not knowing whether it was sad or sad in his eyes, "I am seventeen years older than you. When I have begun to grow old and you are still in your prime, don't push you away, will you let you spend the rest of your life with an old man who is not much younger than your father?"

"No," he laughed at himself, "I don't even have the qualification to mention the "rest of my life", because I am destined to be ahead of you and cannot accompany you until the end."

In this relationship, it is not Ah Li who is humble, but him!

"So, I tried to let go. But after three years of letting go, I realized that I could no longer live without you."

The woman's eyes were shocked.

Such a confession was once the scene she had dreamed of, but now it has come true, but it has become unspeakable sourness and sadness.

"Ali, come back to me. I will bring you the best in the world to you and your children. Even if I can't accompany you for the rest of my life, I will definitely protect you from peace and safety."

Jinli's eyes were hot.

Yes, she was soft-hearted.

She could not escape. As early as when she was twelve years old, when she was held in her arms and walked through the rain of bullets, she knew that she would never escape this man in her life.

......

"Are you thinking about it?" On the day when Ah Li was sent away, Shen Hua stood on the pier on the bank of the Zama River.

The wind was very strong, and it wrapped water vapor, blew her long hair and moved the corners of her clothes.

"I'm sorry, I've disappointed you."

Shen Hua's eyes were set in the distance, and the outline of his side face brought a hint of coldness: "Everyone has a different idea, so there is no need to force it."
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