It is impossible to count how many times she has chased him.

He always laughed at her indifference, but in fact, every time she chased him, his heart still hurt, but she couldn't see the wound on his heart.

"You're drunk!"

Zhuo Fan said pityingly as he looked at her face, which was completely covered by her messy hair.

Hearing him say this, Li Luo barely supported his head again, his face was red, and his eyes were red, but he smiled and said that he was not drunk. But when she poured the wine again, it was clear that most of it was poured outside the glass.

Zhuo Fan held her hand pouring wine, she wanted to retract it, but he held it so tightly that she could clearly feel the sweat and palm prints on his palms.

"Li Luo, give me a year, okay? Everything I have paid, all my love for you, in exchange for your company for a year, this year, don't be so indifferent to me again, okay? I only need one year, and if you are willing to be with me after a year, I will be good to you for the rest of my life, and I will treat the child as if I had already gone out. ”

He paused and continued gloomily, "If after a year, you still don't change your original intention, I'll leave, but will you give me at least a year's chance?" Otherwise, I will be unwilling for the rest of my life. ”

Li Luo didn't dare to meet his burning gaze, but it was conceivable that his words must have been uttered after a struggle of thoughts.

He had put himself in a very low position in front of her, very humble.

For some reason, her nose suddenly became sour.

She withdrew her hand and used wine to hide her emotions, but tears still slipped from the shadow of the wine glass, one after another, just like the raging river, as soon as the floodgates were opened, they were out of control.

She drank several more glasses in quick succession, was completely drunk, and finally lay down on the table.

She was suppressed, and even the sound of sobbing was perfectly hidden, and the only trace that revealed her sadness was her twitching shoulders from time to time.

In Zhuo Fan's impression, she has always been strong, and he used to even look forward to seeing her weak side, but it was difficult. Now that he sees it, he is very heartbroken.

He got up and walked over and helped her up, she was so drunk that her limbs were weak and unconscious, and she couldn't move half a step. He had no choice but to carry her into the bedroom.

In fact, he was also a little drunk, but his brain was clear, and he still had the strength to hold her.

In the bedroom, Xiaojie slept deeply.

He laid her on the bed, his palms not moving away from her waist.

They were close at the moment, and before the tears on her face had dried, her breath fell on his face, and the smell of wine mixed with the fragrance that belonged to her mouth made him a little addicted.

He felt as if she was carrying a magnet on her body, attracting him, and the palm of her hand was seductive through the skin of the fabric. bewitched him, causing him to react instinctively as a man.

"Li Luo, what should I do with you?"

Zhuo Fan looked at her and whispered his helplessness.

Li Luo originally seemed to be asleep, but at this moment he twisted his head slightly, and reached out to hook his neck in a daze.

Zhuo Fan stiffened, and his perseverance was like gas in a balloon, which drained quickly after being punctured.

He suddenly lowered his head and kissed her.

Having loved her for so long, he never got her, and God knows how much he wanted her. Countless times the valley has been on fire, and countless times it has been pressed down, it is really a fatal torture.

She was probably so drunk that she responded to his kiss, which was a kind of encouragement to him, and the last shred of reason was instantly gone.

The bed was not very spacious, and the two of them rolled together.

He didn't know if she knew who he was at this moment, and he didn't want to worry about whether she would blame him and hate him when she woke up, he couldn't care about everything.

He wanted her, like crazy.

The clothes were peeled off one by one, if it weren't for Xiaojie's sudden crying, maybe everything would have fallen into place.

But the child's cry was like a blow to his head, and he was completely awakened.

Stemming from a kind of motherhood, Li Luo was also regained some consciousness by the child's crying. She slowly opened her eyes and looked at him close at hand, her intoxicated eyes still had a trace of primordial hope.

When she came to her senses, she reached out and pushed him, with very little force, as if she were pushing on cotton.

And Zhuo Fan also came to his senses, got up from her, covered her disheveled with a quilt, and then went to make milk powder for the child, and when the bottle was put in the child's mouth, the child immediately held the pacifier and stopped crying.

After a few months of care, he had completely felt his pattern, so as soon as he cried just now, he knew that he was hungry.

The room fell silent again, and Li Luo seemed to be asleep again, but the fire in Zhuo Fan's body did not suppress it.

He had no choice but to go into the bathroom to solve it himself.

Hearing the faint sound of wheezing in the bathroom, Li Luo opened his eyes, slowly closed them again, and grabbed the corner of the quilt with his fingers.

Although I was paralyzed by alcohol, my heart still hurt.

The night's loss of control didn't make any difference in their relationship.

Early in the morning on the first day of the Lunar New Year, Zhuo Fan smiled and said to her Happy New Year.

She looked at him earnestly and said, "Hopefully, after a year, you can keep your promise." ”

Zhuo Fan regretted his proposal that year, because he understood her stubbornness, and there was a great possibility that nothing could be changed in a year's time.

If he hadn't said it himself for a year, he could have been a scoundrel forever, but the words had been spoken, and he couldn't slap himself in the face.

"Okay." He smiled bitterly at her.

Not long after, Zhao Jing was about to go back to school, and Li Luo specially explained to her, asking her not to tell Shen Yu her situation and contact information.

In late spring and early summer, she saw Shen Yu on TV news.

She has now established her own brand and has become a strong woman.

On TV, her gestures and words are very different from before.

She has changed, becoming more courageous and confident.

They seem to be together again, and fate begins to favor her.

It was as if they had exchanged lives, and she was now experiencing the hardships of Shen Yu's past.

A year passed quickly, and during this year, Zhuo Fan did everything he could, hoping to impress her. However, as time passed, he felt more and more hopeless.

The news of Xue Duyun's death came, making them pick up the past they had forgotten deliberately.

Xue Duyun, president of Yuntian International, died in the line of duty and was buried in the martyrs' cemetery. This also confirmed the guess in her heart, his identity is not ordinary.

She remembered that Zhuo Fan had fallen out with Xue Duyun in the past, but when she learned of her death, Zhuo Fan sat at the table alone and drank all night. She knew that he had never forgotten that brotherhood.

Winter in Shandong comes early, and the whole city has long been covered with heavy snow.

The one-year covenant begins to count down.

Since getting the news of Xue Duyun's death, Li Luo has always lost sleep, and finally she decided to go back to Nancheng to have a look.

There are only a few days left before the agreed year, Zhuo Fan refuses to leave with her, and insists on helping her take Xiaojie and wait for her to come back.

It was the first time Li Luo returned to Nancheng after going to Shandong.

She went to see Shen Yu.

Regarding Zhao Lei's matter, she still has no way to blame her, and Xue Duyun is not wrong, it is Zhao Lei himself who is wrong.

However, in a year or two, they seem to have experienced the biggest turning point in their lives, and the love of sisters is still there, but they have never been able to be as free and easy as before.

She went to see her father, the one who caused all her suffering.

She may hate him for the rest of her life, but he is always the one who gave her life, which is extremely contradictory.

Maybe I owe him in my last life.

She didn't stay long, only two or three days back and forth.

"You go back, this year, spend it with your family, and it won't be different to stay a few more days." Li Luo said to Zhuo Fan.

Zhuo Fan sat on the sofa with his back to her, playing with toys with Xiaojie, and didn't speak when he heard her say this.

He already knew that staying a few more days, even if it was an extra year, probably wouldn't change.

That night, he braved the wind and snow to go out and came back with a lot of things, food, her clothes, children's milk powder clothes and toys.

The next day, she took the child to the station.

Zhuo Fan's hand in his pocket kept pinching the card, and he was sweating, but he still couldn't take it out.

He knew her, and she wouldn't accept it.

In the bus shelter, he hugged Xiaojie over again and kissed him again and again.

Man is an animal with feelings, even if the child is not his flesh and blood, but after all, they have been together for so long day and night. He was reluctant to give up the child, and even more reluctant to her.

But a year ago, he said he had to be dashing.

In fact, he should have expected such an ending a long time ago, and the one-year agreement was just a reason to persuade himself to retreat and fulfill.

The time to enter the pit stop was almost up, and Zhuo Fan put Xiaojie back into Li Luo's hand.

"Live your life on your own and forget about everything."

Li Luo's tone was relaxed and chic, but if you listen carefully, you will find that it is actually a little trembling.

Zhuo Fan stared at her lowered eyelashes seriously, and said bitterly, "I won't forget, but I will try to get used to the days without you, from now on, I, Zhuo Fan, am a heartless person." ”

She didn't look up, so she couldn't see the tears glistening in his eyes.

"Okay, let's go, it's cold outside, I'll take the child back first!"

And just like that, she turned away with the child in her arms and didn't even look at him one last time.

In the rush of people entering the station, Zhuo Fan stopped and looked at her back as she left with her child in her arms.

He received a text message from her.

"Say goodbye like this, don't look back!"

She really didn't look back, step by step, firmly moving farther and farther away from him.

She didn't know that he had been watching her.

Zhuo Fan's eyes were blurred with tears, and she could no longer see clearly in her sight.

He cried all the way into the station, cried to get on the train, cried and found his place to sit down.

Everyone who walked past him looked at him in surprise and sympathy.

He is a big man, he shouldn't cry so much in front of people, but he can't care about other people's eyes, because tears can't be stopped.

He persevered for so long, and in the end nothing could be changed.

It's time to say goodbye, goodbye to her, goodbye to the past.

The tears that he couldn't hold back at the moment were his way of saying goodbye.

With a roar, the train gradually pulled out of the station.

Leaving the city, he will let go of everything, and from now on, he will live heartlessly, he will no longer be easily moved, and he will not shed tears for any woman.

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