Xiao Jing, I know that I have done many wrong things in the past, but I am willing to spend my life making up for the mistakes I have made. I love you.
Lu Yingcheng felt wetness on the back of his hand, and Jiang Xiaojing shed tears.
Lu Yingcheng, if I had heard this sentence five years ago, I think I would have nodded and agreed to you immediately. But now, I can't do it... Jiang Xiaojing wiped away her tears with her hands and choked with sobs.
You know, it took me a long time to get over a failed marriage. Five years ago, I was like a moth, rushing towards the flame of love regardless of my own safety. Even if we both died, I would have no regrets. But now, my love has dried up.
The love between Jiang Xiaojing and Lu Yingcheng is like misaligned railroad tracks. However, there will always be a time when the railroad tracks will close. However, at this time, no one knows...