Son of Heaven's Will, Ma Hongjun

That year, I was 9 years old and she was 11 years old. I told her that I would marry her in the future. She also answered me very naughtily: "Okay"! That year, I was 12 years old and she was 14 years old. She was a head taller than me. I raised my head and said that I liked her. She listened blankly and said nothing, then turned her head and stopped looking at me. At that time, I was 18 years old and she was 20 years old. I had been working outside for a year, and she was still attending a key university. I could no longer say that I liked her, because I felt that I was not worthy of her at all. I kept what I wanted to say to her to myself. I'll tell her everything when I'm good with her. In the next four years, I never had the chance to see her again. I heard that she was already working. What I was more concerned about was whether she was a wife and a mother. My career is gradually getting on the right track and I am no longer embarrassed by money. When I saw her again, she turned around and left without leaving a word. The next news about her was a year later, when her mother called me, saying that she was ill and could not be treated, and that she wanted to see me one last time. I can't accept it. Anyway, I feel very depressed. When I arrived at the hospital, I looked at her pale face in front of her bed, looking much thinner than before. I smiled at her, I don't know how ugly that smile was, and she smiled at me as innocently as she did when she was eleven years old. She raised her hand, and I hurried over to hold her hand. The tears couldn't help but fall down. She said in a low tone: "I... I want to push for an update!"

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