Chapter 209: Love is as deep as hate is as deep as it is
A hint of joy flashed through Yu Keqing's heart.
It turned out that he was not as tolerant as she thought. In fact, he still cared about her and went to help her buy clothes.
He threw the bag on the bed and said in a cold voice, "Put it on, go downstairs and drink the bowl of ginger soup." As soon as he finished speaking, he turned and left.
She immediately stood up from the bed and hurriedly called him, "Haochen."
In fact, she didn't know why she stopped him. Did she want to thank him, say something to him, or didn't want him to leave?
There was nothing left to say between them, so why on earth did she still call him?
He stood there, like a fossil, exuding lightness and alienation. Viewed from behind, his figure was still so charming.
She was silent for a long time, her lips moved and stopped, stopped and moved, and finally she slowly said two words, "Thank you."
His back was still so quiet and motionless, and his voice sounded dull, "No need to thank me, I just want you to keep your body normal so that I can torture you better. Do you know that the torture has just begun?"
"His voice was as cold as this silent space.
Yu Keqing's heart trembled heavily and her face was ashen. She scratched the quilt and said in a weak and weak voice, "Can I understand that as deep as love is, so is hate?"
Cheng Haochen was stunned for a moment, silent for a long time, and smiled coldly, "Love, that was only in the past. I disdain to confuse the past with the present." After he finished speaking, he strode out of the door.
Yu Keqing's tears kept flowing down. She covered her face, buried her head in the quilt, and sobbed.
He really hated her so much that he wanted to erase her memories. He no longer wanted to admit that he had ever loved her. He regarded having loved her as a shame and did not want to mention it.
He wanted to bury the past, not wanting to have anything to do with it, not wanting to let it be exposed to the light of day.
But she still couldn't forget him. She had never forgotten him, and she still remembered him unfailingly.
She couldn't stop him from hating her right, nor could she live in extreme loneliness in a place without him...
To the world, he may be just one person, but to her, he is the whole world.
Even if it hurts to think of him, she is willing to live in pain...