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She was standing here not because she had to see him, but because she wanted to show her determination.
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Time passed little by little, night had fallen, and the surroundings were dark.
Yu Keqing still stood quietly at the door of Cheng's house, staring blankly at the light in Cheng Haochen's room.
After standing for so long, her legs had begun to weaken and her lips were dry and cracked.
She pressed her sore knees, took a breath, and continued to support her.
In the room on the second floor, Cheng Haochen looked steadily at the dark figure through the window...
I don't know how long it took, but the door finally opened, and a tall figure came into view.
"Haochen." Yu Keqing called him eagerly.
In the dim environment, his shadow was a bit gloomy, and his side face was sunken under the dim road, flickering in and out of light.
There was no expression on his face, and he was as calm as still water.
He looked at her quietly, his eyes were very cold and distant.
Yu Keqing felt uncomfortable with his gaze, and at the same time she also felt deeply guilty.
"Haochen," she gently grabbed his arm, her hand trembling slightly.
Cheng Haochen glanced at her slightly, looked away, and then gently stretched out his hand, and Yu Keqing's hand fell into the darkness.
"Haochen, I'm sorry..." Yu Keqing whispered softly, her eyes began to fill with mist, and her haggard face was full of melancholy.
"You don't need to say anything. No matter what you say at this time, it will no longer make sense."
Cheng Haochen's voice was very calm and quiet, and seemed very heavy in the quiet night.
Yu Keqing grabbed his hand again, the mist in her eyes getting thicker and thicker, "Haochen, can you give me another chance? I will do everything I can to save this situation."
The corner of Cheng Haochen's mouth curled up, but it was not a smile, but a hint of helplessness and disappointment.
"Ke Qing, on the phone, I already said that it was the last chance... Your chance has been ruined by your own hands, and you can't look back."
"Haochen..." The tears in Yu Keqing's eyes finally accumulated into tears and slipped down.
"I went to see Lin Han. It has nothing to do with whether I love him or not... I just want to see him for the last time, and I just hope that I can give him my last bit of strength."
Cheng Haochen's eyes were looking forward, but his sight had no target, and his face had an indifferent expression.