(Changing the past triggers a butterfly effect that impacts the future.)
In high school, Qin Jiahui was the school's recognized aloof school grass, an untouchable flower on a high peak.
Chapter 288 I Love You Deeply Every Time
Chu Yao looked at his cold and mocking eyes and knew that he still hadn't finished the update.
She suddenly felt very scared...
Does Qin Jiahuai really love her in every version?
If he could no longer refresh the memories of the previous version, if he didn't know that they had been through so much before, then this time, would he really not forgive her for leaving without saying goodbye?
Are they really going to go their separate ways in this life?
It feels like they are two people who shouldn't be together, and are cheating by taking advantage of their relationship in the previous life.
Chu Yao didn't know what to say for a moment.
Qin Jiahuai didn't say anything either, just looked at her quietly.
This dress is so beautiful, it has a pearly luster.
But how can she wear it for others?
He noticed her hands again, which were tightly grasping the hem of her skirt, with her knuckles turning white.
Qin Jiahuai had known her for so many years and knew that this was a sign that she felt aggrieved but didn't want to speak out.
He walked up to her and held her hand: "Let go."
Chu Yao was slightly startled, looked up, and looked at him in confusion.
Qin Jiahuai forcibly pried his hands open and saw that there were fingernail marks on her palms.
He had clearly agreed that it would not be so easy to forgive her, but seeing her like this, he felt distressed and could not help but gently touch the marks with his fingertips.
Chu Yao's eyes blurred instantly.
It seems that I worried for nothing.
He didn't lie to her, he really loved her every time.
No matter how indifferent he pretended to be, he couldn't hide his love for her in his subtle movements.
She turned around and hugged him, choking with sobs and apologizing: "Qin Jiahuai, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Actually, I should have thought of a more appropriate way to say goodbye to you. I shouldn't have made you sad for so many years..."
Qin Jiahuai also took the opportunity to hug her, his hand uncontrollably touching the back of her head, gently stroking her to comfort her, and the long-lost fragrance penetrated into every part of her body.
By the time he realized what he was doing, it was too late!
Qin Jiahuai was almost mad at himself!
What a useless reflex!
I promised not to forgive her easily!
What are you doing now!
But there's really no way around it. I've been trained by her since I was a child, and I can't resist touching her once she gets close to me.
Normally, he could still rely on his reason to bear it, but when she came over on her own initiative, even his reason was out of control.
Now he held her waist tightly, and she seemed to be two inches thinner than when she was a child.
Has no one held her and measured her like this over the years?
He suddenly felt heartbroken. Every night he spent with mixed feelings of love and hatred, he would dream of her. He swore that when they met again, he would make her regret it. He would pinch her waist until it hurt, and teach her a lesson...
Now that the real person is in my arms, I dare not use any force.
Forget it, I won’t pretend anymore.
She has already apologized, what else do you want from her?
Anyway, I just look like a useless person.
I was sad for nine years, but after being comforted by her for ten seconds, I completely let it go.
He hugged her tightly and asked, "How about you now? Are you still the same to me as you were back then?"
Chu Yao nodded heavily in his arms: "I love you, very much, always."
Qin Jiahuai lowered his head and gently kissed the top of her head, his voice low and hoarse: "What happened in the past is in the past. As long as you love me, I can forgive you for anything."
Chu Yao paused and looked up at him: "Nothing matters?"
Qin Jiahuai nodded solemnly.
Chu Yao thought about it and asked tentatively: "Then it's okay for me to have a child with another man?"
"..." Qin Jiahuai stretched out his hand, clamped the tiger's mouth on her neck, and lifted it slightly, forcing her to look up at him, "No. You won't."
This seemingly clamping posture actually meant that the thumb was always suspended above her trachea.
Being so cautious while being assertive is clearly a bluff.
His gaze fell from his eyes to his lips.
Chu Yao pursed her lips and suddenly said seriously, "I'm warning you, don't pinch me like this again. I have a special trick to treat this."
"What's the secret weapon?"
"I'll just shove you in the face. It's specifically to cure that bad habit of choking people."
Every time Chu Yao watched a domineering and abusive love story where the hero pinched the heroine's neck and forced her to have sex, she was very curious. Why didn't the heroine just spit in his face?
This posture is obviously very suitable.
It is not very harmful, but extremely insulting.
For a mysophobia like Qin Jiahuai, it is extremely harmful and insulting!
"..." Qin Jiahuai immediately let go of his hand, "I'm really impressed."
Can there be a sense of atmosphere?
Qin Jiahuai had no idea what to say.
The atmosphere was originally good!
They were about to kiss each other! She suddenly did this!
But thinking about it, he felt fortunate.
Her personality hasn't changed since she was a child, proving that she hasn't suffered much over the years.
Qin Jiahuai hugged her again.
He shouldn't have pretended when he met her again yesterday. He tossed and turned all night and couldn't fall asleep. He was so angry when he thought about her getting engaged...
Oh, right, thinking about this, Qin Jiahuai asked, "Who are you engaged to?"
Chu Yao: "It doesn't matter. It's a business marriage. Don't worry if it doesn't go through, Luan Jing will definitely find a way to sabotage it. I cooperated with them today and came out to try on this dress so that they wouldn't cause trouble for me and grandma."
Qin Jiahuai breathed a sigh of relief, he was almost scared to death.
Chu Yao considered that someone would come to pick her up soon, so it would be inconvenient to talk here.
So he took Qin Jiahuai to the top of a nearby mountain to talk.
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The two men found a place where they could overlook the entire city, leaned against the fence, and looked around.
Below your feet are jagged islands and bays and winding roads. Skyscrapers on both sides rise high into the clouds. Ships in the harbor leave long white trails, disappearing at the end of the sparkling waves.
Now that she knows that Qin Jiahuai still loves her in this version, Chu Yao feels relieved and is no longer anxious. It doesn't matter when he updates.
After nine years of no contact, she had many questions: "Wasn't your dream to be a prosecutor? Why did you end up studying aviation?"
Qin Jiahuai also thought about where to start talking about the nine years of missed opportunities.
"In fact, I wondered back then whether you were forced to say those words to me because you were held captive on this island."
"But this island is so special. Many of its policies are different from Fengpu. Even its cars are right-hand drive and drive on the left, which is the opposite of Fengpu."
"What if one day I want to take you away, but you're not used to switching between left and right rudder? That's why I studied aviation. It's the most convenient way to leave this island."
"If one day in the future you ask me for help, I can take you away immediately. If you really don't want me anymore, I can also come to see you often."
"I could have flown this flight when I was 24, but I heard you were already studying abroad by then."
"I thought you were truly pursuing a better future. I thought you truly no longer cared about the innocent and passionate ideals we held in our youth. You wanted a better life in a broad sense, the wealth and fame that could be easily obtained."
Chu Yao listened quietly to this, her voice choked with emotion: "Were you very sad at that time?"
Sad, definitely sad.
After being sad, I still continued to love her.
"It's okay," he said.
He leaned closer, the distance between them shortening inch by inch, the light in his eyes still as bright as that of a seventeen-year-old boy.
"Since you left me behind to pursue your future, I will wait for you in your future."