This time, Zhang Zhitao was sure that it was not an auditory hallucination, Mu Ziyang was really saying something like that.

Zhang Zhitao looked at Mu Ziyang in disbelief, at this moment, she actually saw Mu Ziyang's brows frowning, his eyelids tightly together, and a slight look of pain appeared on his face.

"I was really wrong, I'm sorry ......"

Mu Ziyang was still talking, and two lines of water beads slipped down in his originally closed eyes.

Zhang Zhitao lost his mind for a moment, thinking that he had misunderstood.

This man, who has always been very sunny and open-minded in her opinion, said sorry words with a painful face at the moment, and shed tears.

How sad and painful do you have to be so fragile to let the tears rage?

In Zhang Zhitao's distraction, a picture appeared in her mind, the man made the woman he loved the most angry, and then the woman ignored the man, the man was very sad and heartbroken, so he begged for forgiveness.

Suddenly, Zhang Zhitao's heart was bitter and unspeakable.

I'm sorry, I was wrong.

It's like a daoqian to a lover.

It is said that if you spit out the truth after drinking, Mu Ziyang must love that woman very much, otherwise she would not cry.

Then, Mu Ziyang drank so much wine just now, not because of the pain in her heart.

In an instant, Zhang Zhitao's heart was cold, as if he was suffocated by a pair of hands.

Biting her lower lip tightly, her drooping eyes trembled a little, looking at the words that Mu Ziyang said one by one, her heart hurt a little.

In the final analysis, she thought too much, how could a perfect man like Mu Ziyang put his mind on himself, he was just an ugly duckling, a Cinderella, and there would never be anything like a swan and a prince that happened to her.

The reason why Mu Ziyang helped her was only because he had the same experience as her here.

Zhang Zhitao comforted herself, maybe Mu Ziyang really regarded her as a friend.

This is also her most extravagant self-comfort.

Zhang Zhitao was stunned, sat back on the bed, and wiped the tears from the corners of Mu Ziyang's eyes with the towel in his hand.

Unbeknownst to him, as soon as the towel was put on, Mu Ziyang suddenly opened his eyes, and then sat up straight, so frightened that Zhang Zhitao hurriedly withdrew his hand and looked at Mu Ziyang nervously.