Shi Miao's voice was very soft.

There was a night breeze blowing, and she couldn't help but shiver, and the hand that was holding the wine glass couldn't help but tighten.

"Later, I went to the United States, but I ...... Not happy at all. ”

"I seem to have a lot of things, but I know that they are fake, and I don't have anything."

The world of drunken gold fans.

Cheng Fang told her that as long as she has money and capital, she can control the world.

But Shi Miao knew that he was actually not happy.

Those numbers exist in his bank account, but the meaning is only a string of numbers.

She seemed to be in a labyrinth, and the people who led her in couldn't find an exit at all.

In those two years, she saw many beautiful scenery and ate countless precious and delicious foods.

But to her, those things were no match for an ice cream on the side of the road, and the piece of chocolate that Rong had handed her back then.

So alcohol and cigarettes became the best outlets, but those things could only sustain her through a difficult night.

Then the cycle begins, repeatedly.

Shi Miao intermittently said a lot to Rong.

said that she had just arrived in the United States to live.

said that the first time she went out to talk about cooperation, she didn't know how to excuse herself and was poured two bottles of whiskey, and then she vomited dimly and had a high fever for two days in a row.

She said that she had actually gone to country D alone, but she didn't have the courage to take a step closer to Mt. Fuji.

said that she would return to Haicheng every year to worship their children, but she did not dare to let anyone know.

Her voice grew hoarse, and her red eyes blurred.

The alcohol content tonight was exceptionally high, and she had only drunk a few glasses, and the whole person was already unstable.

Under a stumble, Rong stepped forward without thinking about it and hugged her.

Shi Miao looked at him and closed his eyes.

Rong Ji took a deep breath and hugged her directly.

Shi Miao didn't struggle, but when he put her on the bed, she suddenly asked, "Rong Ji, what do ......you say?" He's underground, will he hate me? ”

Rong knew who she was talking about, but he couldn't answer.

After a long while, he said, "If you want to hate, he should hate me." ”

Shi Miao didn't speak again, but tears rolled down from her closed eyes and smashed on the pillow silently.

Her hand grabbed Rong Ji's collar tightly, because of the force, the joints of her fingers even made a crisp sound, but she didn't care at all, she still clenched it tightly and didn't let go, tears kept falling, and a large piece of the pillow soon spread out.

It is also like an invisible hand that grasps Rong Ji's heart one by one.

- choked his veins and breathing.

"I'm sorry." He propped himself up, his fingers gently brushing away the tear-stained hair on her forehead, and said over and over again, "I'm sorry." ”

Apologizing was just a means for him in the past.

It doesn't matter if it's true or not, as long as it can have a soothing effect in a short period of time.

But at this moment, it was the only thing he could say.

Then he realized that these words were so pale and weak.

Shi Miao did not answer.

In the endless tears, she seemed to slowly lose consciousness, and the hand that grabbed his collar was slowly loosening.

When Rong Ji raised his hand to wipe the tears from her face, she suddenly whispered, "Rong Ji, I forgive you." ”

Rong Ji's movements froze suddenly.

At that time, she also finished her words, "I also forgive my former self." ”