If you’d already let go, why did you come back just when I’d finally found peace? Please don’t. Please don’t ruin my life. I spent eight years trying to forget you, only to discover that I’d merely buried you in my blood. Don’t, don’t make me fall in love with you again. If I do, I don’t know if I’ll have enough of the rest of my life to forget you. But why, at the end of the story, do you tell me you love me?
How should I love you? Take you by force, hold you, lock you away. But why is my reflection missing from your eyes? If I tell you the truth, will you forgive me? In the end, I realize my love only brings you pain. So at the end of the story, I’m willing to let go. You can leave, you can... Just let me love you.
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Yes.. I also like Song Shihao very much.. This is so unfair to him~~~ He has sacrificed so much... Alas
I still like Song Shihao, he deserves to be happy
After reading it, I still don't understand the heroine's thoughts. It seems that her life has always been arranged by others. She goes from one man to another without knowing who the heroine loves. Her life is also very miserable and she cannot choose by herself.
People in ancient times were happier than those in Song Dynasty.
Knowingly it is false But I couldn't help but burst into tears... After reading these three articles, I feel really heavy
I feel that the heroine is a bit cowardly, why can't she stick to her original love? Does she just follow whoever gives her food and clothing? I feel sorry for Song Shihao!
A man who cries so affectionately That's all it can do Fortunately, the hero has such a cute little daughter It won't last forever
The little girl stopped talking. Because she felt her father's sadness was like a crying children's song. I feel so tired. So sad
No matter what the process is, yes, it's crazy. All I have left is heartache to tell you that this is not a dream! What kind of person? What kind of thing? It makes you crazy, but the ending always makes you feel distressed. Only distress reminds you that this is not a dream.
2. Painful love When I finally woke up, my head hurt. She looked around, unfamiliar. Suddenly he remembered that he was kidnapped. The frequent changes of locations recently made her feel dizzy. Open the curtains and step down barefoot. The cold feeling of his pale feet on the wooden floor went straight to his heart, and he couldn't help but shudder. He walked to the closet in a daze and opened it. There are many clothes, mostly white and green, with large burqa styles. She looked at the pajamas she was wearing, then took out one and put it on. When I looked up, I suddenly discovered that on the side door of the wardrobe was a large mirror engraved with retro patterns, and the wooden frame was engraved with mysterious ancient characters. She saw herself in the mirror. Her hair is long and tied behind her back, with a natural curvature. His face was pale, and his cheeks had the blush of recovering from a serious illness. The petite body is wrapped in a white gauze-like burqa. More like a porcelain doll. She sighed softly and closed the closet. Go to the window. It's late autumn. She looked at the green tea trees in the garden, which grew colder and greener as they grew colder. They stood quietly and lively under the sunlight. Just standing seems to be very free. "Miss, are you awake?" Adie walked in, showing a beautiful smile and white teeth. She came over and opened all the curtains, and the sunlight rushed in as if being released, stinging her eyes. "Miss, you are so beautiful, like a lady who stepped out of the Ming kiln porcelain." Adie stood in the sun and quietly turned around and smiled at her. This girl who pleased her calmly looked innocent and clean, and had such a beautiful age. She smiled, "I'm a little hungry, Adie." The girl seemed flattered and overwhelmed, "Okay, okay, have you finally eaten? I'll get it right away. What do you want to eat? Is vegetable porridge good? This is very good for patients. Ah, sir, he will be very happy to know. I'll get it right away." The girl ran out happily. There she stood. At a loss. Who is she? Wanting something to eat can make a child so happy. She is 24 years old, she is really old. "Adie said, you want to eat." A boy stood at the door with a calm look in his eyes that was different from his age, but he stared at her timidly. The same age as A Shi. She looked at him, and the longing for her children suddenly hit her chest. "Tai Wu. Let's go for a walk in the garden." She said. "Okay. I will protect you." The boy turned sideways and waited for her to come out. Seeing her bare feet, she ran downstairs and ran up again with a pair of women's shoes in her hand. "Sir, someone sent me here." She nodded and thanked her. Seeing him silently following behind, she turned around and held his hand. The child flinched, then smiled softly and took the initiative to hold her. The garden is smaller than expected, but the trees are neatly cut and large areas of sunlight penetrate in, making the whole garden look clean and spacious. The villa she just walked down was a three-story villa. The building was small and simple, with a style very different from New Zealand. Very Chinese. The walls are dotted with dark green ivy, as if someone is taking care of them. They grow thickly but don't look gloomy. There is a garage to the right of the gate, with signs of cars parked there. "Sir came to see you last night," the boy said. Her eyes swept across the small gardens on both sides of the door, where various unnamed flowers were planted, blooming beautifully in the sunshine. She didn't answer. "What is this place?" She asked. "Tea Chao Residence. My husband bought it three years ago." The child spoke simply. He seemed unwilling to say more. What kind of momentum does he have today? This seemingly simple garden is actually expensive. It's not that she can't see it. Has he really reached the height he wanted, just like he vowed back then? If that was really the case... She couldn't help but feel fear in her heart. "Are you scared?" The boy's sharp eyes shocked her and pulled her out of her chaotic thoughts. "Who is the gentleman you are talking about?" She asked. The boy smiled with some reverence, "I don't know who Sir is, nor how powerful he is, but everyone here listens to him, and everyone is willing to follow him, even if there is a swamp ahead, as long as Sir lets go, no one will stop." The boy suddenly looked at her, "Don't you know? Maybe, Sir doesn't want you to know. Men are like this, as long as they make their women happy." The boy suddenly said quietly. He also looked at her with some confusion. Just for a moment, the childish expression disappeared, "My family was killed by bad guys, and I was taken in by my husband. My ideal is to protect my husband. And, revenge." His tone was calm, as if he was just telling a story. She asked no more questions. Look at him. What kind of world is this, where children live in hatred and their ideal is to protect a ruthless leader. "Aren't you going to school?" She squatted in front of him and looked up at him. I feel a little astringent in my heart. "Sir, he sent someone to teach me. There is also training." The boy took a step back and suddenly said coldly. It seems that he doesn't like the sympathetic eyes of others. Just walk away. The back view is decisive. How could a child have such a back view? She squatted there, a little embarrassed. Also a little distressed. "How long do you plan to squat for?" A voice sounded from above. She stood up in horror, felt dizzy, and fell into his arms. He quickly restrained her hands and feet, as if he anticipated her struggle. "How long do you plan to quarrel with me?" His voice was cold and threatening. This was unfamiliar to her. "You call this quarrel? What is serious in your eyes? What is kidnapping someone else's wife called? A game?" She said, trying to use a calm tone and trying not to tremble. Waiting for his wrath. In his memory, he has always been gentle to her. But that was when I was young. She doesn't understand him now. But how much did she know about him in the past? "Okay, don't go against me anymore, Chu Yu, you know I will give you everything." He was not angry. But the tone was quite restrained. "Except freedom." She said coldly. I don't know why I dare to offend him again and again. There were emotions in his eyes that she couldn't understand. She didn't dare to look further or guess. "What kind of freedom do you want? Isn't he imprisoning you? Tell me, how much do you know about New Zealand, and how much do you know about the place where you live? If he is not imprisoning you, why can't I find you?" He roared. "I would rather be imprisoned by him!" She shouted. Those who were unconscious may have been frightened by what he said. She was panicked. I feel like my feelings have been deceived again. Captivity? What did they take her for? However, doesn't what he said make sense? How much she knew about New Zealand, how much she knew about her husband, she didn't even leave that gorgeous villa very often. She seems to be just living according to other people's instructions. They say I know what is best for you. Did he look for her? Why would he find her? How could he still look for her after doing that? What is she suspecting? No, let her stop thinking about it. "Let me go! Let me go!" She was a little hysterical. She didn't want him to touch her, and she didn't want any more confusion. She has been living in chaos. All her chaos was caused by him. All her pain came from him too. Why are you still struggling today? She immediately attributed all her misfortunes to him. Thinking of the first child she lost in the car accident, and his shouting in front of her, "I don't want you to have my child," the woman on his bed... She became more and more confused, "Let me go, let me go, don't touch me!" Her eyes began to blur, and she pushed hard, unable to see that his eyes were getting colder. He was really angry and kissed her hard without any tenderness. His lips rubbed fiercely, his teeth bit down mercilessly, and his palms supported her back, as if he wanted to break her. She had never suffered such violence from him, and she tried her best to push back with both hands. But nothing has changed. Until the swirling tears mixed into the salty and wet mouth, he suddenly let her go. She was horrified to find that she had bitten his lip, and red blood flowed down the corner of his mouth. His eyes were sinister, as if he wanted to eat her up. She trembled uncontrollably. The next second, he was suddenly picked up from the waist. He hugged her and climbed upstairs. The door was kicked open violently, making a loud noise. She was thrown onto the bed and saw Adie running up in terror and then running down in terror. He kicked the door frame shut, and the wooden door carved with Loulan patterns was slammed shut with force. She heard the sound of clothes tearing and felt cold and desperate to the core. Can't believe what's about to happen. When the huge pressure hugged her roughly, she heard a thick sound that sounded like ice. "I can't wait for a long time. You know, I can't wait for a long time. Eight years is too long for me..." The voice disappeared in the fierce kiss. She was panicked and frightened, "Don't do this to me. Don't do this to me. Please, don't do this to me." The tears were like misty rain, and the rain ran across her face, like passing through the car window. In her entire life, she would never have imagined that the hurt she faced today was personally inflicted on her by the person she once loved most. "Let me go, let me go. Let me go back to him." Her thoughts became confused and she shouted fiercely. He saw her tears and heard her cry, her eyes were gloomy, black and blue flowing. However, the beast seemed to be unable to stop its invasion after seeing the blood. He is bloodthirsty. Kissing her body, never stopping. Those kisses fell on her collarbone, the light butterfly-shaped pink scar, rubbing and nibbling gently but roughly. It slid all the way down the slender neck, and wherever it passed, it was like a flame lit by thorns. He was like a huge furnace, mercilessly burning her at this moment. But was his embrace unfamiliar to her body? Those tangled muscles carry the power of destruction. Chu Yu murmured, "Don't do this to me, Shi Hao." The tears are crystal clear and beautiful, just like the lotus dew after the rain. When the invasion started, she couldn't feel his gentle and pitiful kiss, she couldn't feel his longing that was on the verge of madness, and she couldn't feel his bloodthirsty passion. She just knew that he was forcing her. He used his strength to force her to surrender. She stopped crying, stopped resisting, and closed her eyes deeply with all her strength. No struggle, no reaction. There is only despair and pain. The closed eyes were not filled with darkness, but filled with blood-red. She thought she was in a nightmare. When she stopped struggling, a line of clear tears flowed from his eyes. Hug her with all your passion. He can't stop. Can't stop hurting her. On the large round table, dozens of men in black glanced at Song Shihao, who was sitting in the north position, with some surprise. He sat there quietly, his eyes dazed and his muscles tangled. The atmosphere was very dull. Qi Xiang finally couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Shihao, are you so unhappy over there? Everyone from Twenty-four Tangkou is waiting here. I didn't come all the way here just to see you meditating there." He was about to continue talking, but when he saw his uncertain eyes sweeping over him, he stopped unable to resist. They grew up together. But he didn't dare to boast that he knew anything about him. What he said just now was just to appease the others. Although he didn't understand it clearly, he vaguely knew what happened. His expression was like that of a dead man, yet extremely lethal. It reminded him of the night Chu Yu disappeared eight years ago. His eyes were sinister as if they were about to ignite blue flames, but they were so frustrated that he seemed to die at any moment. He had never seen him look like this before, but once he saw it, he would never forget it. When Chu Yu left, their power could not be underestimated, and it was even more different today eight years later. He is getting higher and stronger on the path he hopes for. He has been with him for so many years, and most of the time he feels like a stranger. He knew that he would not break down for Chu Yu, but he did not expect that in the past eight years, he would become stronger day by day as if nothing had happened. However, there was no smile on his face anymore, and it became even more gloomy. Women often surround him, but he never takes them seriously. He has always been as determined as a stone sculpture. He left his side three years ago to create his own force. Even though I was occasionally shadowed by him, I finally had my own world. It wasn't until he allied with all the underground gangs that he realized that Song Shihao's power was beyond his imagination. However, the brotherhood has never changed. Song Shihao got up and rushed out. He quickly followed up and grabbed his arm, "Ah Hao, what's wrong with you?" He was thrown away violently, and he unexpectedly punched the side of his face. "When will it be your turn to take care of my business!" He shouted. The eyes were filled with ferocious sparks. Qi Xiang turned around and punched him in the jaw unceremoniously, "What the hell are you upset about!" He also shouted loudly. Then he got another punch. They, two brothers who share life and death, were fighting each other as if they had some sworn hatred. The men in black from around the round table ran out and surrounded them, but no one dared to come forward. Everyone knew about their friendship. So no one dares to interfere. It was already an hour later when their noses were bruised and their faces were dripping with blood. Song Shihao patted him on the shoulder and clasped his fists at the brothers. Even though his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, his expression remained unchanged. Walking out, the black Ferrari drove over in time. His steps were steady and not messy at all. Got in the car and drove away. Qi Xiang sat on the ground, wiping the corners of his mouth with his sleeves, smiling in confusion, "Look at our boss treating someone politely after beating him. Haha, haha!" A handsome face was distorted beyond recognition and he was completely unaware. Everyone also laughed. What happened to that savage man? Qi Xiang stood up and looked at the direction the car was driving away. Could it be... Impossible? He didn't hear any news at all. Impossible. He frowned heavily and shook his head. He is sitting in the car. Look at the moving scenery. "Where are you going, sir? Tea House or..." "Go back to my place." He said coldly. He's really crazy. Chu Yu's cry was still in his mind. It's unbelievable that he raped her! It's not drunken sex, it's not rage, it's not insanity! He raped her while he was extremely conscious! He did the worst things to the people he loved most. What will happen to her? Will you hate him? Yes... He wanted her, at that moment, he just wanted her. He had endured it for too long. Eight years of searching, then snatching and kidnapping. By today, he had already begun to doubt his self-control. When he saw her in that dressing room in New Zealand, his self-control almost collapsed. Every subsequent meeting was an extreme test for him. And he still chose the worst time. Moreover, her resistance and pleas were in vain. Her resistance only made him more flustered. She is always rejecting herself. Eight years later, his passion for her remained the same, even more so. Her rejection overwhelmed him and left him with no way out. How could she refuse him? She is his! Only when he wants her wildly can he feel that she has finally returned to him. He would not allow another man to enter her mind. How many times did he wish to kill Gu Shaojie! The muscles on his face were tense and the wounds were hideous. His handsome face looked like the incarnation of Shura at this moment. "Turn around!" He shouted. The car spun quickly with a "squeak" sound and sped in the other direction. A few fallen leaves with still green leaves flew up in the air current, soared into the air, rotated, and finally fell gracefully. Silence returns to earth.