To him, she was poison. Even though she knew she could die, she could not help but want to get close.

Just like now, even though she was injured by her, she was covered in bruises and had no skin. She felt wronged, she had a tear, and had a night of sleep, and he had already begun to want to sink.

He had to admit that she was indeed capable enough and could easily pinch his lifeline and shake his heart.

He would never understand why there was a woman like Qiao Anhao in this world, which made him unprepared and could be overturned by her inadvertent actions at any time.

He was very awake at this time and saw the truest thoughts in his heart.

Even though she had trampled on his dignity so thoroughly, even if she said he did not deserve to love her, she refused to forgive him for the sake of another man, she was so cruel and ruthless to him, overturning everything about him step by step, touching his bottom line, but he was still so unwilling to give up on her and still wanted to be with her.

He understood that he had never had any help from her, so he had left him alone to a foreign land.

The night outside the window is warm and the lights are blurred.

Lu Jinnian sucked one cigarette after another without interruption, and his heart was constantly struggling.

If you are hurt too thoroughly, you will lack the most basic confidence and courage.

Her various behaviors at this time seemed to be trying to be with him, but he just didn't dare to think about that.

Because he was very afraid of the feeling of falling from the clouds to hell.

He no longer wants to let himself experience the process of life being worse than death again and again.

No one knows what torture he experienced when he gave up loving her, and no one knows how many sleepless days and nights he used to convince himself to let go.

Thinking of this, Lu Jinnian lowered his eyes slightly and looked at his wrist with a cigarette and a black strap at this time.

My heart is ashes and rekinds.

He didn't know how to choose between two choices.

Lu Jinnian sat quietly on the balcony for a night, until the sleeping city became lively as the sunlight rose, and he finally reacted. He stood up from the chair, walked to the closet, took a set of clothes and changed into it, then touched his wallet, and walked out of the hotel room.

After about an hour, Lu Jinnian turned back, carried two paper bags in his hand, placed them on the sofa in the living room, then walked towards the bedroom, gently pushed open the door, and saw Qiao Anhao still sleeping.

Her sleeping position was not good. She was kicked out of bed for half of the quilt, revealing a large area of ​​back and a slender leg.

Lu Jinnian looked at her for a while, walked up, pulled up the quilt, covered her, and turned the warm wind in the bedroom a little bigger. He stared at her for a long time before turning around and walking out of the bedroom.

Then he walked to the floor-to-ceiling window of the living room alone, put his hands in his pockets, and stared at the window without turning his eyes.

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This is probably the best night that Qiao Anhao has slept in the past four months

I woke up naturally when I opened my eyes, it was already 1:00 pm.
Chapter completed!