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If he hadn't seen the moisture in his eyes, Liu Jianchun would have wanted to say something unpleasant.
She feels that one should not put career behind relationships, especially love.
But it seems that he has nothing else to pursue except love.
Career, in trouble.
Family love, the dead are gone.
Friendship, everyone has their own work and we get together less often than we are apart.
What's more, what he wanted her to accept was not anything else but that he loved her.
She could even accept Xie Yu's infidelity, so why couldn't she accept a man who loved her more than his career?
She never thought that one day she would be troubled by such a thing.
"Zhao Nan, it's not that I haven't considered you. It's precisely because I feel sorry for you that I hope you can take a gamble. Winning is great, but don't be afraid if you lose."
She turned her head and looked at him firmly: "I will support you for the rest of your life."
He had just said that he was drunk, but after hearing what she said, he seemed more sober than anyone else. He did not agree directly, nor did he ask her what she meant by "I will support you". Instead, he found a small box from the storage box, opened the box, and found a ring inside.
He is a person who likes to make all preparations in advance and then wait for the east wind.
"If you mean what you say, put this ring on me. I don't believe in anyone's promise except for legal couples."
His relentless pressure made her feel uncomfortable, as if he had everything under his control. Her attraction to him and her desire to be with him were all traps he had devised—even what Xie Yu had mentioned...
She pushed back the ring he offered her: "Isn't it too early to talk about this now? We are not even boyfriend and girlfriend yet."
"We already live together, why can't we be boyfriend and girlfriend?"
She was stunned by his sudden question.
Yeah, how did they end up living together? No, they weren't living together at all, just neighbors in the same building. The stadium now has two floors, she lives on the second floor and he lives on the first. How can they be considered living together?
She muttered softly, "You were the one who insisted on moving here."
"Even if I 'insist,' don't I still need your consent? Ultimately, it's you who agrees to let me live with you." He put the ring away and put it in the storage box. "I won't force you. Like I said last time, I allow you to observe me until you can give me a definite answer. But I want to know, how long will you continue to observe me?"
She watched his slender fingers gently stroke the diamond ring before reluctantly putting it back. She suddenly felt that his thoughts were so deep, so deep that she was scared.
If he hadn't suddenly taken out the ring, she would have almost forgotten what Xie Yu had said. Normally, he was so gentle, so cute, even a bit childish, and would act coquettishly with her out of jealousy. She subconsciously thought he wouldn't do that. But when she saw him take out this exquisite diamond ring, she realized that the truly naive person was her, not him.
"First, tell me, when did you buy this diamond ring?"
"last month."
She frowned: "Are you planning to give it to me?"
"Who else could it be but you?"
She still found it hard to accept: "If it was a gift for me, why didn't you discuss it with me? How can you be sure that I like this ring?"
"This is just a little surprise to let you know that I'm serious about you. When you're willing to make it official, I'll of course take you to pick out the ones you like."
Compared to the ring, there was another thing that puzzled her even more: "Don't rush into getting married... Let me ask you, did Xie Yu actually assault me that day? Was the hickey on my chest left by him, or was it you?"
He was silent.
"If you don't say anything, does that mean you're lying to me?"
He could openly show his aggressive affection to others, but only to her...
He closed his eyes and sighed softly: "I didn't lie to you. You always believed that he did it. I just didn't say anything."
"You didn't say anything, but what you said is more hateful than what others did! You made us all misunderstand him!"
He slowly opened his eyes, his gaze slightly cold: "Did he tell you this? What else did he say..."
"He said he didn't drug me on purpose, but that there was something I was allergic to in my food, which caused me to go into a coma due to anaphylactic shock."
"He's talking nonsense." His voice was low, but full of anger. "I admit that I left the hickey, and I admit that I just wanted to frame him, but you definitely didn't have an allergic shock. The symptoms of shock are completely different from what you had then."
She felt like she had lost the ability to think, her mind a mess: "You guys have your own opinions, so who should I believe?"
“Trust the evidence.”
He was quite right in saying this.
"It was wrong of me to do that to you while you were unconscious, but I'm willing to give everything I have to make it up to you. If you think that's not enough, you can even sue me and make me receive the punishment I deserve. But I really don't want to see you and Xie Yu continue. I'm willing to do anything to destroy his image in your eyes."
She stood there in a daze.
Rationally, she felt that this matter was unforgivable, but emotionally, she felt that they had been intimate before that day and their relationship was ambiguous.
Moreover, can you really prosecute someone for assault based on a few hickeys witnessed by very few people?
"If you want to know the truth about that day, I can take you to meet the waitress who was in charge of you that day. She saw me from the moment I walked in to the moment I left. Xie Yu even tried to bribe her into tampering with your food. When I rushed in, he had already torn your clothes, but for some reason, he didn't carry out the final move."
She took a deep breath and subconsciously covered her chest.
In his description, she didn't seem like a human being, but more like a toy that the two of them could play with at will.
In her heart, she actually had the idea of staying away from him: "Give me some time, let me think..."
He seemed to see through her thoughts and grabbed her. "No matter what, I never intended to hurt you. The moment I rubbed salt into your wounds, I hesitated, but I thought that if I didn't do that, maybe you would forgive him because he didn't cause you any actual harm."
"You may not forgive me, but you must never forgive him."
His eyes were extremely determined, as if he had expected this day to come.
The pain in her heart could no longer be described simply as suffering. She really didn't want to hear Jian Zhaonan say this with her own ears. She would rather he lied to her, just like before.
She hesitated for a long time, but finally pushed his hand away: "Don't worry, I won't forgive him."
"You won't forgive me, will you?"
His eyes were still as affectionate, deep and bright, with no sign of any change from the past.
But he just changed.
His love for her used to be pure and clean, but now... it seemed like some qualitative changes had taken place.
She subconsciously glanced at him, their eyes met for a moment before she hastily looked away. She herself didn't know when it started, but she couldn't look him in the eye. Just being stared at by him would make her blood boil and her whole body feel hot.
If she herself is like this, can she really expect him to always be clear about his thoughts about her?
She couldn't figure it out, so she could only sigh and say, "Give me some time, let me think about it..."
"Sister, can you figure out relationship matters just by thinking? I was in the stairwell, and when I confessed my feelings to you for the first time, you said, 'I'll give you some time.' At the time, it was your team that made you hesitate. Later, when I asked you again, it became whether you dared to have a serious relationship with me. Now, the reason for your hesitation has changed again. Once you figure this one out, will there be another thing?"
After being pushed away, he didn't try to keep her. He took his hand back in disappointment and leaned back in the chair.
He knew that keeping someone was not something that could be achieved with just a kiss or a few words, so he didn't force it.
"It's getting late, let's go back first."
After he finished speaking, she still didn't move, just sat quietly, thinking about something.
His burning heart gradually cooled, until it was almost completely cold, when he heard her say, "Two months. Once I finish the preliminaries, I'll give you an answer."
Her answer was still vague, but at least there was hope. Even if she was rejected again next time, she would still have two months of good time.
Feeling the car start to move back, his tense nerves relaxed a little. He planned to take a nap, but he fell into a deep sleep as soon as he closed his eyes.
There were no flowers or applause, no beautiful women or scenery in his dream, and he dreamed of his mother again.
The mother said that they were the same bastards, and that she married his father because she had him after being raped. Now, this gangster's son inherited the gangster's genes and went to harm other innocent girls.
He wanted to explain, but no sound came out. In the end, he could only hug his mother and cry, trying to gain a little sympathy from her with his tears...
He was shaken awake.
He woke up from the dream, but until the last second before waking up, his mother's eyes were still full of cruelty when she looked at him, and she still refused to forgive him.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Liu Jianchun, the senior sister who treated him better than his mother.
She didn't know what was wrong with him. He hadn't recovered in over ten minutes, and his eyes were still red. It seemed he hadn't lied; he was indeed quite drunk.
He forced himself to go upstairs, but before he reached the door of the room, he suddenly turned around and rushed into the bathroom.
He locked the door so that Liu Jianchun could not get in. Through the door, she could only hear the loud sound of flowing water and the sound of vomiting drowned out by the sound of the water.
She hadn't gotten an explanation for the secret kiss on her, but she softened her heart when she shouldn't have. Just hearing him vomit so painfully, all the wrong things he had done before seemed to be wiped out.
Who made him handsome and have a good personality? Even the reason he made mistakes was because he loved her too much.
Without waiting for him to come out, she went to the kitchen to cook him a bowl of porridge, put the medicine and porridge on the table together, and then went upstairs to sleep.
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