This "she" is none other than the daughter of the Xu family.
My former sister.
Xu Yao.
I haven't seen Xu Yao for several years. After I married Gu Nianci, she left Binhai for overseas studies under the pretext of studying abroad. Now it seems that she and Xu Yan may have been in contact at that time.
As she once said: Compared to you, Xu Ruo, I would rather Xu Yan be my younger brother.
She got what she wanted.
So is she coming back now?
I thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "Whatever, but I'll say it again: even if she comes back, I'll only give you one day."
"As for what you do on this day, how you do it, and who you are waiting for, that's none of my business."
I know this place very well, so after I finished speaking, I didn't look at them again and went straight upstairs to my guest room.
Only when I closed the door did I finally drop all pretense and gasp for breath.
Although I didn't originally belong to this world, and if it weren't for an accident, I would never have thought I would have family in this world, but in the past few years, I have truly come to regard them as my family.
I can't be as cold and ruthless as them.
But that's all I can do.
Consider it repayment for the kindness shown to me over the past few years.
Nurturing kindness.
I leaned against the door for a while before I felt a bit better. Then I went to the bathroom to wash my face and lay down on the bed.
When I took out my phone, I noticed that Song Qingrong had sent me a text message sometime during the day.
"Xu Ruo, maybe you won't forgive me, but I still want to tell you that I never intended to lie to you."
Finally, there are three words.
"I love you."
Does Song Qingrong love me?
Maybe.
I closed my eyes and couldn't help but recall the time from when I first met Song Qingrong until now.
Our relationship began when she borrowed money from me.
We haven't been in touch since we exchanged contact information. The time she asked me for money was at two in the morning. The reason I remember it so clearly is not because of the money, but because when I found her that night, she was sitting alone on the side of the road, looking as pathetic as if she had been abandoned by the world.
At that time, she gave me a feeling that I couldn't quite describe.
Looking back now, I think I probably already had a premonition that I would be abandoned by the world.
After hesitating for a moment, I decided not to reply to her message and instead blocked her contact information.
I don't want to hurt her.
Even if I have already hurt you.
If I could, I would rather that thing had never happened between us, but since it has already happened, there's nothing I can do to change it, so I can only make myself a scumbag.
A bastard who turns his back on you the moment he pulls up his pants.
That's all I can do.
I will die after the divorce.
If I gave her hope.
What will she do after I die?
And do I love her? I don't even know myself.
After putting down my phone, I didn't want to think about anything. All I wanted to do that night was get some rest and relax as much as possible.
But I still had two dreams.
One about Song Qingrong.
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