Blue looked at Red's useless look, and really wanted to beat him to wake him up, but the bastard got more and more confused the more he beat him, and it was of no use at all.
This matter is really a bit difficult to handle.
If you want him to say, in this case, it is better to leave as soon as possible, you walk your sunshine path, I walk my single-plank bridge, it is better than being tied together so painfully.
But he also knew that if Red really left Qin Huan, his pain would probably be a hundred times greater. If he could really let go, it wouldn't have been like this. The tragedy five years ago,
It won't happen. His Red is still the wanton, frivolous, bright and flamboyant man.
After a moment of silence, Red's deep voice slowly sounded again. He seemed to be talking to himself or asking Blue, "Do you think she will never forgive me again? We really have no chance."
Is it done?"
Is it really impossible for him to love her that way?
Blue couldn't help but sigh.
What happened back then is unclear who was right and who was wrong, but it left a deep mark on everyone's heart. The most important thing is that Qin Huan never loved Red at all. They
It was impossible before, so how is it possible now?
He has been forcing it for so many years, doesn’t he still understand this truth?
But...how can he tell the truth now?
If I have to tell you a reason, unless... everything happens again, or... that person, please come back to life.
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Today, it was rainy and hazy. Qin Huan got up early in the morning. After washing, he put on some light makeup, picked out some black plain clothes, and went out.
She first went to the flower shop and picked up the tulips that she had reserved. They were delicate and tender, with water shining on them, and they were scorchingly bright. She took a slight sniff, and the fragrance was fragrant, and her eyes felt a little warm.
Putting the bunch of flowers on the passenger seat, Qin Huan started the car and slowly headed towards the cemetery in the suburbs.
As the car gradually drove out of the suburbs, there were fewer and fewer pedestrians and vehicles on the road, and the air became fresher, with a slight hint of rain and a coolness.
The car stopped in front of the cemetery. Qin Huan got out of the car holding tulips and walked slowly towards the cemetery.
When the old man guarding the cemetery saw Qin Huan coming, he smiled and greeted her, "Miss Qin is here?"
Qin Huan chuckled and nodded, then entered the cemetery, walked to a tombstone in a familiar way, and slowly put down the tulip cluster.
"I came to see you, Heng. I also brought your favorite tulips."
Qin Huan gently opened her lips and spat out these words. The voice was extremely soft and soft, as if coming from the bottom of her heart.
The man on the tombstone has delicate features, a bright and warm smile, and even the lines on the corners of his lips are faintly visible.
Qin Huan slowly squatted down, stretched out his hand, and touched his cheek bit by bit with her slender white fingers, gently, slowly, and full of tenderness.
"I'm a little busy these days, so I came to see you now. Aren't you angry? I know you won't be angry with me."
Qin Huan was sitting in front of the tombstone, talking word by word. She was not like the indifferent and distant woman in front of Red, but a gentle beauty, telling her lover every detail of her life.
"Unknowingly, it has been five years since you left me. I don't know how I got here for such a long time. I even have to assume the identity of Mrs. Yan now. You must be very disappointed in me. You have been there for a long time."
I'm very sad that he didn't appear in my dream anymore. Don't worry, I won't give up. I will definitely divorce him and I will definitely leave him."