Ai Xueer's body was obviously trembling. Perhaps, even she herself couldn't tell whether she cared about her being a substitute in Huang Ye's mind, or whether she cared more about Bei Xijue treating her as another person.
"Ye, please don't be so excited, okay? Just think that everything is my fault. I want to be alone for a while. If there is nothing else, I will leave first."
She felt endless guilt about Huang Ye, so much that she felt that she would never be able to repay it in her lifetime.
Ai Xueer went upstairs and moved her suitcase down. When she passed by the living room, Huang Ye was still standing there, maintaining that posture, looking at her like that under the dim light.
"Goodbye, night."
Ai Xueer gritted her teeth, put the keys to the apartment on the coffee table, dragged her luggage and walked to the entrance.
Before he even took a step, his arm was already grabbed.
"Xue'er."
The person behind her called her name in an extremely sad tone, and her steps faltered, but she did not turn around.
Faced with her indifference, Huang Ye felt heartbroken, but he felt very powerless.
"Xue'er, just think of me as begging you, don't leave."
His palms were cold, and he held her hand tightly and refused to let go, like a child who couldn't get candy, feeling wronged and lonely.
For a moment, Ai Xueer's heart softened. However, love is like that. Some people only need a second to recognize it, while some people, even if they try their best, cannot repay it with something called love.
She knew that she had only gratitude but no love for Huang Ye.
"sorry."
The two people's breaths intertwined in the quiet night. Ai Xueer stretched out her hand and gently but cruelly opened Huang Ye's fingers, as if she was holding a knife in her hand, killing him bit by bit.
Ai Xueer, are you really so cruel? Then, who is he in the past four years? What has he gained after working so hard?
The door of the apartment was opened by someone, and the wind in the corridor blew gently. Before the person could close it, it was already blown by the wind. After a "bang", everything was separated by a door.
Huang Ye stared blankly at her empty palms, she was gone, she was still gone.
The tall body slumped down on the soft sofa. He didn't understand. In the past four years, he had been treating her wholeheartedly. She wanted to come back, and he obeyed her. She wanted freedom and wanted to work, and he also accommodated her. He couldn't wait to accommodate her.
Give her the best things in the world. But why, even if she no longer has the memory of Bei Xijue in her mind, she still can't leave a little gap for him, even just a little.
The night wind blew up the heavy curtains and slapped them on the window sill. Anger, annoyance, and regret were intertwined in Huang Ye's eyes, and finally turned into a deep reluctance.
Yes, he was unwilling to give in. Why did he become the foil as soon as that man appeared, whether it was Shangguan Tang four years ago or Ai Xueer four years later.
Who said that fate is destined by God?
He only knows that those who believe in fate are losers.
On the night of his emperor, he just didn’t believe in fate!
He kept searching in his mind, and he knew he couldn't lose. After a while, the corner of Liang Bo's mouth curled up in an excited arc. How could he forget that he still had a trump card...
"Xiao Che, why don't you go play games with the children?"