"You know I'm not going to tell you." Wu Yanjue held an umbrella and stood in place, staring at her with deep eyes.

"Wu Yanjue, once some choices are made, there is no room to turn back." Feng Gu Qiao's hands were clenched tightly in his sleeves, and his nails were fiercely imprinted with deep crescent marks on the palms.

She tried to speak lightly, trying to be like him who was trying to draw a line with him at this moment.

"I know."

"You don't know."

"You said that you only recognize me, and if you push me away now and slander me, then what about you in the future, you will not marry for the rest of your life?"

Feng Gu Qiao held back the tears that welled up in his eyes, "I know that you have me in your heart, but are you really ready to lose me?" ”

"Or, after a certain day, you will bow your head, along with what you have said to me before, and turn into nothingness, pretending not to remember?"

The snow gradually fell, Wu Yanjue's side face was cold, and he finally spoke up, his voice was very flat: "I won't." ”

Feng Gu Qiao felt dispowered, and she closed her eyes weakly, "So why are you?" ”

"In the end, I'm sorry for you, or our Feng family is sorry for you, Wu Yanjue, you always have to let me die."

The bodyguards in suits in the distance quickly gathered here, Feng Gu Qiao sighed, no wonder he pulled her out of the special passage deliberately, he even expected this layer early, I am afraid that foreign countries are also boiling at this moment, so, he is really determined not to want her.

It was hard for her to imagine that he would be so bent on going his own way.

The bodyguards gathered around, Wu Yanjue saw it in his eyes, and his voice was astringent: "An An, I'm sorry for slandering you, I owe you, I don't ask for your forgiveness." ”

He lowered his eyes, the north wind was blowing stronger and stronger in the heavy snow, and Feng Gu Qiao heard him almost dissipate and muttered sorry.

Seeing that he wouldn't explain it to her after all, Feng Gu Qiao smiled desolately, "I'm sorry, what's the use." ”

What she wants is not an empty word of sorry.

It's the cause.

He didn't give it to her for this reason, and sorry became the most hasty answer.

Those people were getting closer and closer, Feng Gu Qiao buried her frozen cheeks in her neckline, and she wrapped herself tightly, "Wu Yuanjue, I still like you." ”

She heard her own voice so deep and so low, like it was sinking into the dust.

"I know you do this, and there must be a reason why you have to do it." Feng Gu Qiao opened his mouth gently, and tears fell from the moment he raised his eyes, "It's just ......"

“…… Is breaking up the best solution among your options? ”

Wu Yanjue's eyes stared at her as if they had passed through the desolation of ten thousand years of desolate snow.

With just one look, Feng Gu Qiao understood.

"Then ......" Every breath of air Feng Gu Qiao breathed seemed to turn into a sharp blade, cutting inch by inch in his heart, "Then it's as you wish." ”

Feng Gu Qiao only felt physically and mentally exhausted, she was powerless to look at him, and her body was crumbling like snow, "Wu Yanjue, you know how much I like you, you know." ”

When the people from behind came up, Wu Yanjue was almost guarded inch by inch, and was forced to get on the plane back to the United States.

Feng Gu Qiao knew that he was actually voluntary, his goal had been achieved, and now he naturally wanted to go back to the United States to ask for his guilt, if he didn't want to, no matter how many people came to him, he couldn't force him.

She didn't go back.

Behind her, the secretary sent by Wu's father followed her step by step.

Feng Gu Qiao raised her hand, and pieces of snowflakes fell in her palm, and she watched as those snowflakes melted into water from the heat of her palm, then covered with snow, and melted again......