"Xiaofeng, so far, I am not qualified to call myself your husband at all......"

His voice trembled slightly, "In your most difficult time, Huang Hui was responsible for your safety, and Li Huan saved his life!" And I, where am I? ”

She closed her eyes slightly, miserable.

This is what the two of them will miss forever.

"A few days after you committed suicide, I came to see you in the hospital and saw that you were sleeping in a hospital bed all day, as if you might die at any time. I realized how much I neglected you as your 'husband'! I can't remember what I've done for you all these years. It's all because you're considerate of me, you're taking care of me, and even my mother treats you like that over and over again, and you're completely patient, and you're the result! As a result, every time you have something, I'm not there for you! It was at that time that I told myself that as long as you can live well in the future, I will not force anything else. After this incident, I checked for a long time, but I couldn't find any clues. Xiaofeng, I'm scared, and I don't know how powerful the other party is...... So, I had to make this decision...... Xiaofeng, please forgive me for my incompetence......"

His voice was getting lower and lower, his eyes were moist, and the scene of her suicide was still vivid, what could he do for her? How could he know she was in danger and not be able to do anything?

There has never been a moment when she finds herself so useless, neither a hero who can capture the murderer, nor a messenger who can protect the flowers, the thoughts and concerns she has paid to her are far inferior to Li Huan, and what qualifications do you have to force her to get back together one day? What's more, there is a Huang Hui in the middle!

Thinking of Huang Hui, such a youthful face, such a person, is finally in a very important position in her heart.

He sighed: "Xiaofeng, I'm really sorry for you......"

Ye Jia, he's apologizing to himself!

She finally burst into tears.

Since when did the two people, in addition to the barriers of family and identity, have come to such a desperate point emotionally?

There is no room for turnaround.

The difference is that Ye Jia brings such deep love to himself, and he is so ruthless to him.

The car slowly drove into the C Major.

Feng Feng had already wiped away his tears, his face was pressed against the car window, looking at the hazy flowers and trees in the night, and in the early morning of spring, the breath of the breeze was full of material.

The two got out of the car and came to the door of the girl's dormitory. Ye Jia looked at her and said with a smile: "Xiaofeng, go in, rest early." ”

She nodded, and the two of them looked calm, as if nothing had happened.

It wasn't until her back disappeared completely that Ye Jia turned around and walked towards the "Maybach" in the shade of the trees, no one knew that it was so gorgeous, but it only existed for one day, serving as a prop for one day. It's like the happiness of your own night—the kind of bonding, the piano and the song—are nothing more than fireworks bubbles.

Because it's too late to know how to work hard, maybe, no matter how hard you try, there will probably not be a day to hold hands!

Feng Feng stood at the window of the dormitory, watching the car go away, his chest was hot, as if a drop of hot stuff had seeped into the back of his hand. Her head was a little dizzy, she didn't care at all, she just thought that tomorrow was another day!

A new day will always be a little better than yesterday.