407: C407 The More I Love Him the More I Hate Him(1)

C407 The More I Love Him the More I Hate Him(1)

There are no seats on the bus.

Lele stood with her hands on the railing. Her tears were flowing out like a flood.

Her head was leaning on her arm. She ignored the gazes of everyone around her and broke into tears...

There were too many memories, starting from that day of more than twenty years, until now...

Everything seemed to still be vivid in his mind!!

It was so clear that her heart was being cut, and she was shivering in pain!

In an instant, the passenger in the bus bumped into her and she subconsciously looked up. However, at that moment, she accidentally saw it through the rearview mirror of the bus...

That usually high-spirited man was actually squatting in front of the sewers and trying his best to remove the manhole cover of the sewers...

Enough!! Xi Muqing...

This shouldn't be you!

Aren't you the man with the fetish for cleanliness? Aren't you the man with the highest status? Aren't you that noble and inviolable man?

Why...

Yet, for the sake of such a love, you had to lower yourself to such an extent? !

Actually, Lele did not know...

How important this ring was to Xi Muqing!

In the United States, during the day and night, he accompanied those customers and merchants, but at night? He went into the machine room at night just to give her a diamond ring that he had personally made!

Every bit, every drop on the ring, all of it was fused with every bit of love he had for her!!

Every day, he would communicate with his teacher, learn, and then carefully produce it...

Even if he was tired and sleepy, as long as he thought of that face of hers, all his fatigue was not worth mentioning.

How could he easily abandon such a ring that was filled with love for her...

Looking at Xi Muqing's lonely figure in the cool breeze, Lele stood there, covering her mouth...

She sobbed in pain.

Tang Lele...

Finally, everything was over!

Are... are you satisfied?

...

For some reason, they would take such a path...

From the beginning, to love, to love, to pain...

Now, it was a complete farewell!

Xi Muqing...

How wonderful would it be if life was just like the first time they saw each other!

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In the car, a song Life is like the First Meeting came out from the mobile television and pierced through Lele's eardrums and straight into her heart...

"I once loved a person's shoulder and once thought that... I would always be by his side. I cried before. It was the first time I was hurt because of love. How nostalgic, the tears at that time. No matter how many roads I walked, my legs would hurt. How many people I loved... His heart would tire. If life was just like the first time they had met, how wonderful it would be. We meet here. You kissed my gentle face. I thought heaven was like that. Very happy, your love once warmed my heart. Thank you for giving me those times... "

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Music, flowing...

It involved every single soul that was hurt for love!

Lele finally could not continue listening. When the car stopped at the next stop, she got out of the car muddle-headed and ran that hurt song to the back of her head...

She walked aimlessly on the street and allowed her tears to wash her painful face. She also allowed the cold wind to blow on her numb body.

Xi Muqing...

Today...

All the entanglement between us is over!

It has been more than twenty years...

Really, enough!!

No one knew why she, who had loved her for so many years, had taken this step alone in the end...

If she said now that she actually loved him, as always... would anyone believe her? !

In the cold wind, Lele stood with the wind blowing against her. Tears streamed down her face...

No one knew how she struggled madly in love and pain in the past five years...

She was like a two-faced person...

On this side, she loved him!

On the other side, she deeply hated him!!

How much courage did it take to love him?

Mother said, you can forget your child's death, but I can't forget my husband's departure...

That's right!! How could anyone who has never been a mother understand the pain of having their flesh stripped from their body?

What kind of superficial pain was it to watch one's own family members pass by? !

Could she forget? Can she speak freely? She can't!!

But even so, she still loved him deeply...

It was a kind of love that couldn't be pulled out!!

Every time she was in a dream, she would always remember that familiar figure and that handsome face...

There was only one photo left, but it could only be kept as a trump card, and no one dared to know about it.

That's right!! How could such a despicable love be known by others?!1

That man carried the life of his own child...

It was the passing of his father!

It was the hatred of his mother!

It was his own pain!

One bloody life after another...

How could she pretend not to see it? How could she pretend that nothing had ever happened and still purely love him?

If you want to love, you can't love him!!

He wanted to love, he didn't dare to love!!

Who was going to calm down the guilt in her heart? Who was going to fix the guilt in her heart? Who would save her love that contained a debt of blood? !!

Who would be able to balance the love and hate in her heart...

No one could, no one could save her, except herself!!

Only she herself had personally severed this grudge...

Then, everything would truly be completely free!! It would also be completely, completely relieved!!

Hence, from this moment onwards...

They would return to the starting point, and everything would return to zero...

And the grudges between them, were completely cleared at this moment!

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