1513 Give your past self a hug (3)
Yingluo, do you know how much I hate you?
His facial features were immersed in the dark alley, making his expression particularly sinister.
It looked like it was impossible to approach.
I know.
I also know that in the next few years, the two of us will be entangled with each other without end until we’re completely exhausted.
However, none of you know this yet.
Yingluo, leave!
The young girl lowered her head, reeking of alcohol, and turned to leave.
However, before he could take a step, his arm was grabbed.
The young man pursed his thin lips tightly and clenched his large palm, not allowing her to leave.
Yingluo, I hate you too.
She said.
The night was dark, and no one noticed this place.
It was as if no one knew that two people had once been so close to each other.
As the light dimmed, the scene before him changed again.
The gate of the gong family’s old estate was tightly shut.
Ever since Gong Chen had lost his sight, he had voluntarily exiled himself to this place.
The places that had not been tidied up were lifeless and decadent.
Yingluo, who’s there?
Gong Chen sat on the sofa expressionlessly. His face, which had lost its youthful look, was sharp and cold.
No one spoke.
In his blind spot, song Chenxi could see her own nervous face.
Young master Wanwan was miss Zhiyun.
The old Butler said after she hinted at him.
He hated her, but …
She didn’t hate Zhiyun, did she?
Gong Chen didn’t speak for a long time. He didn’t know how long had passed …
Yingluo and the others all said that I have no hope of returning to the gong family and continuing to be my successor …
Yingluo, you’ll get better.
She tried to imitate Zhiyun’s tone and interrupted him before he could finish.
He took a deep breath and reached out to grab the other party’s large palm, guiding it to land on his shoulder.
Yingluo, put your hand on my shoulder and I’ll take you away.
Yingluo, I’ll be with you. You don’t have to worry about anything.
Yingluo, even if the whole world betrays you, I’ll be by your side.
Just like that, countless days and nights passed. In the blink of an eye, three years passed by, until she heard her name from his mouth.
He teased song Chenxi.
Yingluo, I know it’s you.
It’s you from the start.
She was so shocked by his words that she covered her mouth and did not dare to move. She did not even dare to hold his hand as she usually did.
Yingluo, you’re also … Bullying me because I can’t see?
Gong Chen, who didn’t get a response for a long time, looked in her direction and laughed at himself.
Yingluo, I’ve never hated you.
Yingluo, I like you.
The light that lingered on song Chenxi’s fingertips was like fireflies. The sparks ignited everything, like an old burning photo, curling up in front of her.
It was accompanied by bullets and blood.
Everything came to an abrupt end on that day.
Sister Xuxu, you’ve had so much since we were young. Please don’t take it from me, okay?
Ah Chen doesn’t remember you anymore!
Song Chenxi would always remember that day.
She didn’t understand why the world had become so unfamiliar to her when she had only woken up half a month late.
The girl, who still had a bullet in her head that couldn’t be removed, stood quietly and alone outside the ward for the entire afternoon, watching her sister and that man holding hands.
Xuanji, Gong Chen, if you forget me one day, what should I do?
Yingluo, wait for me.
I’ll come back to you in the morning.
He said that he would come back to her.
Alright.
She waited.
Spring left and autumn came, winter left and summer arrived.
She waited patiently.
However, when she was alone, she would always think of the three years she spent in the old Gong residence.
She worked hard to become the best of herself.
Just to live up to their encounter.
1513 Give your past self a hug (3)
Yingluo, do you know how much I hate you?
His facial features were immersed in the dark alley, making his expression particularly sinister.
It looked like it was impossible to approach.
I know.
I also know that in the next few years, the two of us will be entangled with each other without end until we’re completely exhausted.
However, none of you know this yet.
Yingluo, leave!
The young girl lowered her head, reeking of alcohol, and turned to leave.
However, before he could take a step, his arm was grabbed.
The young man pursed his thin lips tightly and clenched his large palm, not allowing her to leave.
Yingluo, I hate you too.
She said.
The night was dark, and no one noticed this place.
It was as if no one knew that two people had once been so close to each other.
As the light dimmed, the scene before him changed again.
The gate of the gong family’s old estate was tightly shut.
Ever since Gong Chen had lost his sight, he had voluntarily exiled himself to this place.
The places that had not been tidied up were lifeless and decadent.
Yingluo, who’s there?
Gong Chen sat on the sofa expressionlessly. His face, which had lost its youthful look, was sharp and cold.
No one spoke.
In his blind spot, song Chenxi could see her own nervous face.
Young master Wanwan was miss Zhiyun.
The old Butler said after she hinted at him.
He hated her, but …
She didn’t hate Zhiyun, did she?
Gong Chen didn’t speak for a long time. He didn’t know how long had passed …
Yingluo and the others all said that I have no hope of returning to the gong family and continuing to be my successor …
Yingluo, you’ll get better.
She tried to imitate Zhiyun’s tone and interrupted him before he could finish.
He took a deep breath and reached out to grab the other party’s large palm, guiding it to land on his shoulder.
Yingluo, put your hand on my shoulder and I’ll take you away.
Yingluo, I’ll be with you. You don’t have to worry about anything.
Yingluo, even if the whole world betrays you, I’ll be by your side.
Just like that, countless days and nights passed. In the blink of an eye, three years passed by, until she heard her name from his mouth.
He teased song Chenxi.
Yingluo, I know it’s you.
It’s you from the start.
She was so shocked by his words that she covered her mouth and did not dare to move. She did not even dare to hold his hand as she usually did.
Yingluo, you’re also … Bullying me because I can’t see?
Gong Chen, who didn’t get a response for a long time, looked in her direction and laughed at himself.
Yingluo, I’ve never hated you.
Yingluo, I like you.
The light that lingered on song Chenxi’s fingertips was like fireflies. The sparks ignited everything, like an old burning photo, curling up in front of her.
It was accompanied by bullets and blood.
Everything came to an abrupt end on that day.
Sister Xuxu, you’ve had so much since we were young. Please don’t take it from me, okay?
Ah Chen doesn’t remember you anymore!
Song Chenxi would always remember that day.
She didn’t understand why the world had become so unfamiliar to her when she had only woken up half a month late.
The girl, who still had a bullet in her head that couldn’t be removed, stood quietly and alone outside the ward for the entire afternoon, watching her sister and that man holding hands.
Xuanji, Gong Chen, if you forget me one day, what should I do?
Yingluo, wait for me.
I’ll come back to you in the morning.
He said that he would come back to her.
Alright.
She waited.
Spring left and autumn came, winter left and summer arrived.
She waited patiently.
However, when she was alone, she would always think of the three years she spent in the old Gong residence.
She worked hard to become the best of herself.
Just to live up to their encounter.
