After walking for a long time, he stopped, and he sat down on the beach, perhaps because he was sick, and he moved very slowly, and then he pulled me next to him, put his hand around my shoulder, and gently rubbed my head with his chin. Oh, my God... He really thought we were reconciled, and he treated me like this...

"If I hadn't treated you like that at the time, maybe we'd be happy now." He spoke to me in a soft tone, as if he were a lover. I didn't speak, because I really didn't want to scold him now, and I could make him narcissistic again for the sake of money...

Then he began to tell me about his experience in the past two years, and I have to say that he is really a self-made "successful person" and a "human trafficker" who sold his lover...

His legendary experience is really scary enough, a few days after he broke up with me, he started the "lottery dream" because he wanted to get rich overnight, who knew that he really hit a small amount of money by mistake, although it was only 10,000, but this was also the first pot of gold for him to make a fortune...

He used the 10,000 to speculate in stocks, God knows where he got such great ability, he is a stock god like Warren Buffett, and he turned 10,000 to 300,000 in just 2 months!

Then he gave up his studies and took the money he earned to go to the United States to develop, although he didn't tell me exactly what he did, and I didn't want to know, in short, he ended up being a "successful person"...

"I came back to you this time so that I could compensate you so that we could start over." After listening to his story, he raised my head again and gazed at my face affectionately.

"Would it be useful if I stabbed you and then told you I'm sorry?" I looked coldly at his face and removed his hand from my chin.

I stood up and looked at the sea in the moonlight, and said in a flat tone, "It's because of you, it's you who make me feel helpless about the world, it's you who pushed me on the road to being MB, and now you're going to start over with me, is it possible?" ”

"I had already inquired before I returned home... I know all about your life, and I know it's my fault, but can't you give me a chance? Rui Rui, I love you! Wu Yao got up and took my hand and pulled me towards his arm, and he hugged me tightly.

I could clearly feel the smell of cologne mixed with male hormones, but it didn't tempt my nerves in the slightest.

"Love me? Hehe... It's a funny joke, if it had been two years ago, I would have believed it! I took a deep breath and said flatly.

He gradually let go of his hug on me, and he held my shoulder tightly with his hand, "You hate me so much?" ”

Looking at his serious expression, I felt the urge to laugh. "How so? How could I have trouble with someone who has money? As long as I have money, I can love you every day~"

I thought that my words would make him completely dead to me and stop pestering me, but who knows if he really believed it. "Really? If I give you money, you'll love me? Start over with me? ”

“… Of course, I can love your money, and even your body that I hate when I see it, but as for your filthy heart, forget it. I swiped the bangs on his forehead and said in a contemptuous tone.

"I really love you, trust me. Give me a chance? Just once? He still spoke to me in a begging manner, and his hands tightened.

Is such a man still worthy of my love again? Isn't it enough to be scammed once? I'm already full of disgust with the whole world, and I don't want to have any more shackles in this world.

"In the future, we can be friends at most, the past is gone. I've seen it very lightly, so you can also see it. I took away the hand he had placed on my shoulder and reached for him to straighten his crumpled collar.

He didn't speak, just looked at me distractedly, without any expression on his face. I thought this conversation should be over, so I patted the sand stuck on my ass and prepared to leave, "But, since you are friends, if you are lonely and want to do it, come to me, I can count you cheaper." ”

I didn't look back at him, he didn't say anything behind me, he probably stood still. The sea breeze still whispered in my ears, and the chill forced me to speed up my pace away from the beach that had once been my favorite.

It can really only be regarded as before, the past was blown away by the sea breeze, and the hatred for him is not as deep as it was back then, after all, for me now, feelings are dispensable for me at all.

After two years of explanations, I finally got it today, he may still love me, but now I have lost the ability to love all over my body...