Chapter 137: Hate Him?
ββ¦β¦ Don't be so ruthless. β
When the last one spoke, his voice trembled.
Feng Gu Qiao only felt that the blood all over her body had stopped, and she stared at him with wide eyes, and her heart was stunned for a while.
He was such a proud person, and one day he actually lowered his posture so low, just to let her not be ruthless......
Feng Gu Qiao stepped back, leaned against the cold door panel, and tried a few times before making a sound, "Gu Yuan, don't be like this." β
She said, don't do that.
Gu Yuan's eyes suddenly turned red, "Gu Qiao, I have dreamed of you countless times this year, but not once, I have not once said a word to you, I dare not step forward, not even in my dreams." β
"Gu Yuan, don't say it again." Feng Gu Qiao interrupted him in a hoarse voice, "You are his younger brother." β
"Your marriage contract will soon cease to exist." Gu Yuan's chest ached, "You are no longer his fiancΓ©e, Gu Qiao, I like that you have nothing to do with him." β
"Don't be so stubborn, okay?" Feng Gu Qiao lowered her eyes weakly, and she was almost out of breath because of the discomfort in her heart.
"Even if you're not his brother, I can't accept you anymore, you know, I can't stand such a deep liking, I never dare to get along with such a boy for fear of giving them false fantasies."
"So what?" Gu Yuan asked with a cold face.
"I'm not like them."
"It's because you're different!" Feng Gu Qiao leaned against the door, his body weakened for a while, "I can't give you the illusion." β
"But this is not the past." Gu Yuan took a step forward and raised his hand to touch her face, but she turned her head to dodge, and Gu Yuan's hand fell short.
He stared at her with gloomy eyes, and the surging tide was about to envelop her, "He doesn't want you, I want it." β
His word by word, like an oath, fell through the heavy armor and fell on her ears and into her heart.
Feng Gu Qiao shook her head, tears rolled down, crossed her cheeks and fell on the placket of her clothes, leaching out of a circle of outlines, she heard her sad voice, "No matter how hard you pay, I won't give you a response, why do you force me." β
"If giving and guarding are useful, what you see is not what I am now."
Feng Gu Qiao's tears fell silently, "I will spend my coming-of-age ceremony in San Francisco, I am still the envy of thousands of people Feng Gu Qiao, instead of shedding tears like an abandoned woman here." β
Gu Yuan looked at her silently, she was ruthless and didn't even let go of herself, the words she said were ugly and harsh, but it was she who was sarcastic, so that others had nothing to say, and her heart was uncomfortable.
"I'm to you, the same as Wu Yanjue is to me, Gu Yuan, don't embarrass me anymore, I'm sad enough."
She wanted to say something to let him let her go, but she was still a little sensible, such words were too hurtful, he hadn't reached that point yet, and it seemed hypocritical to say it.
Halfway, Gu Yuan asked her softly, "Do you hate him?" β
Do you hate Wu Yanjue?
Feng Gu Qiao thought that she loved him so much that she was reluctant to hate him.
He owes her, he owes her affection, he owes her fame on the stage, he owes her many promises, but she knows that he loves her as much as she loves him, and when this happens, he may have more helplessness to tell, she understands him, and she doesn't understand him.
After a few turns of thought, Feng Gu Qiao thought about this question clearly.
She loved him, and she couldn't squeeze out anything else to hate in her heart.
"I don't hate." She replied.