In the past two years, warmth and happiness have been superficial, or in the eyes of others.

But Jiang Ciyou always felt that there was a void in his heart, and his soul seemed to be bound by something.

After being deceived by Zuo Mufeng and the truth coming out, she was angry, sad and upset.

But there is still a hidden feeling in my heart.

It was as if the shackles binding my soul suddenly disappeared.

"Mr. Bo, can you tell me about my past?"

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The sky was getting light.

Bo Jinxiu spoke for four hours.

She talked about their encounter, their three years in Rongcheng, their wedding in Kyoto, her family background, the real and fake daughter, the fate of the three swapped children, the host of Rongcheng TV station, Missy, the design director of Queen, the betrayal of Yan Feng and Xia Ling, and Xia Ling's death at the wedding after taking a bullet for her...

Until the sky becomes clear.

The whole world appeared clearly before her eyes.

Jiang Ciyou was completely shocked.

In Yan Feng's words, her past was mediocre and unsuccessful. Except for the fact that she was favored by a "bully" because of her beauty, her past life was like a stagnant pool of water.

But in Bo Jinxiu's words, her life has experienced great ups and downs. She has been tossed by storms time and time again, and has risen again and again from the storms.

Like a hero, she was never defeated by fate.

But always resisting and always fighting.

Jiang Ciyou's eyes filled with tears as he listened.

She seemed to be listening to the story of someone else's fate.

But somewhere deep in my heart, I truly found some resonance.

Jiang Ciyou's heart couldn't calm down for a long time.

“Is this really my past?”

"It's your past, your Jiang Ciyou's past."

Jiang Ciyou was silent for a long time.

Finally, he suddenly looked at Bo Jinxiu.

Her expression was very serious, mixed with some indescribable emotions: "I'm sorry, I forgot about you."

Bo Jinxiu seemed stunned for a moment.

His gaze also fell fixed on Jiang Ciyou's face.

At this moment, he felt shocked.

He looked at the person in front of him and felt that time seemed to have gone back to the past.

Jiang Ciyou is the Jiang Ciyou of the past.

Her eyes, the tone of her voice, her every move, every frown and smile did not change in the slightest.

When she said sorry, Bo Jinxiu felt a surge of sadness in his heart, but also a hint of excitement.

It seemed that from this moment on, Jiang Ciyou finally looked him in the eye.

He seemed to have entered her life again.

Although he knew that the bond between them was still shallow and had just begun.

But Bo Jinxiu already felt very satisfied.

Bo Jinxiu's eyes were red.

He turned his back.

But soon, he turned around again.

Bo Jinxiu said, "You have never wronged me. It was me who lost you."

Looking at Bo Jinxiu's eyes, Jiang Ciyu's heart also silently rippled.

Bo Jinxiu spoke again: "Can I hug you?"

Jiang Ciyou was stunned for a moment.

Faced with this question, she felt a little surprised, but she was not actually opposed to it in her heart.

There's just a strange feeling flowing.

The tips of her ears were slightly red.

"We seem a little far apart."

They were not on the same balcony.

Although there is no barrier to communication, there is a distance of more than ten centimeters between them, making them two completely independent balconies.

But the next second, Bo Jinxiu turned over, took a step with his long legs, and appeared next to Jiang Ciyou.

His eyes were deep, and seemed to be sparkling with tears.

He is a well-dressed man with an air of nobility.

But at this moment, he looked at her face eagerly like a child asking for candy: "Can I hug you?"