Xia Wan said: "I love you, Xia Ming." This was a fact that Xia Wan was extremely sure of. She had to face it, get used to it, and stabilize this hard-won relationship, which they would spend their entire lives with. Xia Ming almost used up all his strength to hug her. He was silent for a long time, but his voice was choked with sobs. He said: "Xiaowan, you are braver than me. I have been thinking about this for many years but cannot say it out loud. I love you more than myself, but everyone can give you the best of me." If you can't give it, we can't get married or even have children. Xiao Wan, I'm afraid you will regret it." Xia Wan knew this fear very well, just like everyone was more qualified to be with Xia Ming, and Xia Ming must have thought about it this way, but she could never back down. Xia Wan quietly wiped her tears and said, "Xia Ming, I have never regretted it since the day I was with you, but... I'm afraid that you will regret it. What you can't give me, I can't give it to you either." Xia Ming gently stroked her hair and said in a deep voice, "I swear, I will not regret it. There is a god three feet above my head. If I violate it, I will die alone and miserable..." Xia Wan covered his lips with force, she shook her head and said, "Don't mess up. Say it, even if you regret it, I hope you can spend this life safely and happily." Xia Ming's eyes suddenly became wet, and he looked down at her and said, "Xiao Wan, let's cut off the retreat." They no longer have to hesitate, there is no way out, but it gives them endless power to move forward. At this moment, she finally understood that it was much easier to sink completely than to be trapped on the edge.
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