The Aloof Male God Commits Another Foul

That year, I was 9 years old and she was 11 years old. I told her that I would marry her in the future, and she answered me naughtily: OK! 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, I like her. She listened in a daze, 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 carrying cement at the construction site 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, and I would tell her everything when I was worthy of her. In the next four years, I never had the chance to see her again, and I heard that she was already working; what I was more concerned about was whether she was a wife and a mother. That year, my career gradually got on the right track, and I was considered a small contractor, contracting some construction sites, and was no longer embarrassed by money. When I saw her again, it was in Dongguan: in a dim room, there were only two of us. After a long silence, she spoke: 800, seeing that you are an acquaintance, I will charge you 500. I tried my best not to tremble anymore and said: Come with me. Her eyes were dull for a moment, then flickered, and then she said like a fire extinguished: I'm not worthy of you, I'm just a lady, I have guests, nothing happens, I'll leave first. She left in a hurry. Later, I saw her on TV. She was being held by two policemen, with a look of horror and distress on her face. The TV didn't even cover her face, letting her dangle in front of me, letting her bump, bump, and shatter in my heart. The last time I saw her, she came to me. When she was on the roof, I looked up at her from downstairs. I just looked at her for a long time, and she 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, and I didn't know how ugly that smile was; she smiled at me, as innocently as she did when she was seven years old. She raised her hand, and I hurried over to hold her hand. The tears couldn't help but fall down. She opened her mouth and said in very soft words: You know,... You know... I burst into tears at this time, and immediately continued: I know, I know your heart, and my heart has never changed. I will not dislike you. We... She suddenly shook her head in excitement, interrupted me, and only listened to her weak voice and said: No... Today... Can you... Update faster?

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