Looking at Zhilan's painful and sad eyes, Liang Meng couldn't help but shed tears.
She raised her hand to wipe away the tears from Zhilan's cheeks while talking meaningless nonsense.
"No, no."
"Then...if, if not. How can Brother Zhen marry another woman just like that? Lan'er doesn't understand, Sister Meng, can feelings be as clean and clear as a knife cutting a rope?"
The hands holding Liang Meng's arms trembled slightly due to excessive force. His eyes staring at Liang Meng were full of hope.
Liang Meng was her only lifeline, and she really hoped Liang Meng would tell him that all this was just a dream, that she would wake up, and that Brother Zhen would not marry another woman.
Everything is still the same as before.
"Sister Meng..."
His slightly red and swollen eyes stared at Liang Meng without blinking.
Waiting for a word of salvation.
For a moment, Liang Meng really wanted to tell everything. Rather than letting Zhilan suffer so much, it would be better to tell her the truth.
Even if we still can't be together, it's better than being so sad and desperate now.
But the words came to my lips but I couldn't say them.
Liang Mengqi Legend once told himself: In a dream, never try to change the predetermined outcome.
Zhilan cried in Liang Meng's arms and her whole body trembled.
Tears were like a broken water pipe, the surging sadness burst out so violently that it could not be stopped.
The clothes and sleeves on Liang Meng's chest were all soaked by Zhilan's tears. They felt cold against his skin.
To be honest, I can’t tell you.
The consolations were all useless nonsense.
Finally, Zhilan was tired of crying and fell asleep in Liang Meng's arms.
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