Her face was pale, and her confused eyes showed her inner panic.
His face was strangely sad and painful, as cold as a rock, and seemed to have infinite regret in his indifference.
Le Jiayue couldn't bear the silent atmosphere, so she spoke first and asked coldly: "Why are you here? Come to my wedding? How much does it cost?"
Fu Boxu bowed deeply and said with trembling lips: "Le Jiayue, it was my cleverness that harmed you. Can you not get married? Just wait for me. I will be with you when I go to college."
Le Jiayue covered her face and cried, and he moved closer to her, trying to get closer to her.
When he was about to touch her, Le Jiayue pushed him away and said restrainedly, "I'm sorry, it's too late."
Fu Boxu humbly told: "Xiaoyue, I was really wrong, I really love you."
Le Jiayue squatted on the ground, trying hard to control her emotions.
After a while, she calmed down, and when she stood up, her vision was blurred. She took a deep breath of air, wiped her tears with her hands, and said with a choked voice: "You haven't come to me this year, why do you think I will trust you now? Well... He is very good to me, he cares about me, he is very warm-hearted, and he is very detail-oriented. We are very good! The weather is getting cold, it's time for you to go."
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