There is no one in the waterfront.

After Jiang Mingzhu walked in and found this, his heart relaxed a little.

No one is the best, she can talk to Zhou Li openly and honestly, without worrying about the influence of the outside world.

After entering the door, Zhou Li didn't care about Jiang Mingzhu, and Jiang Mingzhu didn't bother to look for slippers, standing barefoot on the floor.

Zhou Li unbuttoned his suit and took it off, and his gaze swept slightly over Jiang Mingzhu.

Then he walked over to the couch and sat down.

Jiang Mingzhu didn't sit next to Zhou Li, but found a single sofa diagonally opposite him to sit down.

In this way, two people just face each other, which is more convenient to communicate.

Jiang Mingzhu lowered his head and took out a few pieces of paper from the bag next to him and handed them to Zhou Li.

Zhou Li lowered his eyes and glanced at it, but did not take it.

Jiang Mingzhu: "Take a look first."

After she took the initiative to speak, Zhou Li reluctantly raised her hand to take the things.

During this process, Jiang Mingzhu kept staring at him tightly, not wanting to miss any of his subtle expressions.

Probably because she was too nervous, her hands unconsciously clenched into fists, and her palms were sweaty.

Zhou Li only looked at it for less than two minutes, and he put down a few pieces of paper in his hand.

When he looked over, there was no expression on his face, and his voice was cold, "So."

Jiang Mingzhu has always known that Zhou Li is not a person who likes to be beautiful.

She had imagined that Zhou Li's reaction to seeing these diagnoses might not have much of an upheaval in his mood.

But she hadn't thought it would be so cold.

It was so cold that she didn't even know how to answer the question.

Jiang Mingzhu choked for a long time before pinching her palm and continuing, "I went to Berlin for surgery."

Zhou Li picked up the diagnosis sheets again and pinched them in his hand.

Jiang Mingzhu: "I've been vomiting blood since I returned to Beicheng from southern Yunnan, so I went to Linhai for a check-up without telling everyone."

"The doctor said it was stomach cancer, and I didn't want to live anymore at that time, and the chance of failure of the operation was not small, I didn't want to have surgery, and I didn't want anyone to know."

For more than two years, Jiang Mingzhu rarely recalled the events of the year, and it was the first time that he expressed it in words without missing a word.

It is not long ago, and the struggles and pains of the beginning are still vivid.

Thinking of this, Jiang Mingzhu's voice trembled unconsciously: "But it was discovered by Xu Siyan later...... That's why I thought of pulling him to act, I don't like him."

She stopped to look at Zhou Li's cold eyes and repeated, "I don't like Xu Siyan, I haven't liked it."

Zhou Li: "Oh."

Jiang Mingzhu: "I thought that I could let you go by acting with him, but you never let go, and then he got married again, I had no choice but to find Yuan Ye to accompany me to act, he happened to know about my illness at that time, I promised him surgery, and he promised me to have a wedding."

"We didn't get a license, it was just a wedding, and his parents have already made it clear, you should know." Finally explained these things clearly, Jiang Mingzhu felt a sense of relief in his heart.

But Zhou Li's expression didn't change anything compared to before.

When he heard these things, he didn't seem surprised at all, and even very indifferent.

Jiang Mingzhu pursed her lips and waited quietly for him to speak.

Zhou Li crumpled the diagnosis book in his hand and threw it into the wastepaper basket next to him.

Jiang Mingzhu's heart was suffocated.

At this time, Zhou Li asked her coldly, "What is the purpose of you telling me this?"

Jiang Mingzhu: "At that time, I wanted to be with you."

"But I didn't think about it before I checked for the birth disease, and I didn't want you to know about it, so I chose this method."

Zhou Li: "Oh, I should thank you."

His attitude was cold from beginning to end, and he was not surprised when he heard the news, and after she explained, he was also lacking in interest.

Even at this time, a fatal irony came.

Jiang Mingzhu was so blocked that she couldn't speak, her eyes were so sour, she lowered her head and raised her hand to rub it casually.

I still don't want to cry in front of him, it seems that I am too unproductive.

Zhou Li: "When you're done, you can go."

Jiang Mingzhu's action of rubbing her eyes paused, and she subconsciously raised her head to look at Zhou Li.

Looking at each other, the calmness and indifference in his eyes pierced people's eyelids.

Jiang Mingzhu: "You ......"

Zhou Li: "Since you have hidden it, you should hide it for the rest of your life, I am not interested in knowing your mental journey now."

Jiang Mingzhu: "I was just—"

"Just what, don't want to worry me or don't want to make me sad?" Zhou Li interrupted her, and seemed to have guessed her next line: "You don't want me to be sad because of my illness, so I play with Xu Siyan and marry Yuanye, do you think I can accept this kind of thing better, right?"

Zhou Li rarely was so aggressive in words.

He is very good at every word, and Jiang Mingzhu, who has always been clever and sharp-tongued, can't answer.

After these words, the air pressure in the huge living room plummeted, and the silence spread endlessly.

Finally, Jiang Mingzhu took a deep breath and gently spit out three words: "I'm sorry."

Zhou Li: "There's no need."

Jiang Mingzhu: "It's because I'm too self-righteous and selfish."

Zhou Li: "Jiang Mingzhu, I said it a long time ago, I don't have to be you."

"What is the purpose of your words to me today, that I am doing this to you now, and you can't stand it? Do you think I'm going to do to you like I did if you hook your fingers?"

Jiang Mingzhu: "I didn't think so."

Zhou Li: "Preferably."

He lifted his hand and glanced at his watch, "That's it, you can go."

His rejection and indifference were already written on his face.

Jiang Mingzhu's heart throbbed, she slowly stood up, and asked without giving up, "Will you still be with me?" I want to hear the truth."

Zhou Li: "I have a fiancée. Or are you addicted?"

Jiang Mingzhu did not debunk the scene between him and Xu Yingfei, and asked a different way: "What if there is no her?"

Zhou Li: "No."

He replied categorically, "Jiang Mingzhu, the earth doesn't revolve with you."

Jiang Mingzhu's nails almost broke her palms, and she didn't know how hard it took to squeeze out a smile.

"Okay, I see." She waved at him, "Goodbye, Zhou Li."

Jiang Mingzhu changed into shoes as quickly as he could, pursed his lips and walked out of Yushuiwan.

The temperature was already very low in the late autumn evening, and God seemed to understand her mood, and it was raining in a dripping manner.

Jiang Mingzhu walked out of the villa area in despair, and the rain became heavier and heavier.

She didn't realize it, and her ears and eyes were all the words that Zhou Li had just said.

Won't be with her.

The earth doesn't revolve around her.

Everything he said was right, and she had thought of it when she made her choice.

It should be accepted.

Why dying, dying, and humiliating?

The story of her and Zhou Li came to an end more than two years ago.

Jiang Mingzhu walked for a long time in a daze, and his whole body was wet from the rain.

Until an off-road brake stopped in front of her.