"It's not a fluke." Luo Nanchu interrupted him, "You're sick, you need me, don't you?" You don't want me to go, why don't you say it? ”

"I'm afraid you won't want to stay."

"At first, I felt like I ...... I can't afford your rejection anymore. He sighed lowly, "I can't give you anything." Sometimes I hate myself for being in this world and causing so much pain to the people I love. If I hadn't been born...... Wouldn't you be a little better? ”

Can't. Fear. Hate.

He may really be too sick, how can a person like him use these words to describe himself?

Luo Nanchu bit her lip tightly, but the tears fell down vigorously, she didn't know what to say, she reached out and grabbed the clothes on his chest, buried her face in his arms, and trembled from crying.

"No, Fu Tingyuan, I'm afraid, I'm afraid that staying will ruin everything you get. I'm afraid that you will be pointed at by all people, I am afraid that you will be gossiped, and I am afraid that I will become a burden to you. I can't reach your height in my life, I can't keep up with you in my life, I'm only holding you back when I'm around you, I, I'm really just thinking like this. She was incoherent and didn't know how to explain it, "I just don't think you need me much anymore, I think you're doing well alone in London." It's me who is so useless...... I've been with you for so long, and I didn't even see you were sick. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, how could I let you stay alone in the hospital for half a year, Fu Tingyuan, I'm really sorry......"

Fu Tingyuan was slightly stunned for a moment, and then stretched out his hand and dug out Luo Nanchu's crying face in his arms.

Her eyes were red, her nose was red, and her face looked pitiful and embarrassed.

"I thought you didn't need me anymore." Luo Nanchu choked up and said, "After I came back, you had such a good life, and when I left, you didn't say anything." Three years is really too long, I thought I wasn't that important to you, after all, you have so many and so many things better than me. ”

He took the tissue and gently wiped the tears from her face. Luo Nanchu's tears continued to fall, wetting the thin pieces of paper on his fingers. He sighed lowly, then lowered his head and kissed her on the lips.

Luo Nanchu lifted his eyelashes dripping with tears, looked at the man's face, and then reached out and wrapped his arms around his neck and took the initiative to kiss his lips.

They hadn't been in contact with each other's breath for too long, and when they made contact, they couldn't control it, and the root of their tongues was numb from him, but Luo Nanchu still felt that it was not enough, so he grabbed his neck tightly and stuck the whole person in his arms.

Tears fell uncontrollably, too distressed, too aggrieved, more than a hundred days and nights, she missed this man in a distant city, trying her best to pretend to be normal but still couldn't help but couldn't sleep at night.

I think he needs to take sleeping pills.

She told herself that the choice was right, she told everyone that it was right, but she couldn't fool herself, she loved him so much that there was nothing she could do. She can fool anyone, but she can't fool her own heart.

"There won't be anything better than you," he kissed her softly on the lips, "Luo Nanchu, you are the only thing I have in my life that can be referred to as happiness." My life......