The wind in early autumn is low and cold.

It’s very windy in the wilderness, but the inside and outside of the car are in sharp contrast!

The car was very enthusiastic.

Song Shaoyan pulled off his tie, unbuttoned his shirt, and turned off the lights in the car.

Ning An closed his eyes.

With endless requests, Ning'an seemed to smell the fragrance of roses in the air.

I didn't notice it at first, but now... she smelled it.

Song Shaoyan has no perfume smell, but has a light rose smell.

After repeated struggles, Ning An was so tired that he couldn't open his eyes and hooked his waist weakly.

I don't know how long it took for the torture to end.

Ning An had never experienced any joy in such things, and was more of a forced one.

Just like her first time, half a month after her wedding, Song Shaoyan got drunk and happened to run into her walking out of the bathroom.

To dry Chai Liehuo, he naturally gave himself to him.

At that time, she didn't know that there was someone in his heart.

He was indifferent to her, she thought she was just too busy with work and didn't think much about anything.

Until later, the hidden situation gradually became discovered.

It happened a year ago, but it still feels so clear when you think about it now.

After tossing her twice, Song Shaoyan covered her with a blanket and then sat back on the driver's seat.

Ning An looked at her head weakly, her eyes empty and weak.

Song Shaoyan put on his clothes, lit a cigarette, and said nothing.

The cigarette butts were clearly extinguished in the darkness and appeared and faintly appeared. His slender body was covered with a layer of frost.

"Song Shaoyan." Ning An spoke slowly and called his name, his voice cold and hoarse, and she looked like a weak doll, "Do you know what I regret the most?"

Her tone was particularly calm, with a hint of sadness.

The hair fell on the face, covering the confusion and confusion in the eyes.

Song Shaoyan paused his fingers, and the smoke rose, and he didn't speak.

The man shrouded in darkness, his handsome face is still clear, and the mist of cigarettes is lingering.

"When I was filling out the college entrance examination application form, I had two universities I like, one was Beijing University and the other was T University. I hesitated for a long time, and finally I chose Beijing University. I think... If I were given a chance to choose again, I would choose T University without hesitation."

Ning An's soft voice was hoarse and sobbing, and more resolute.

Her face was pale, like a piece of paper.

Song Shaoyan's fingers stopped and he didn't take a cigarette for a long time.

The narrow space was covered with the smell of cigarettes, his brows were tightly furrowed, and his eyes were vast.

Without meeting, there would be no subsequent things.

Ning An grabbed the blanket tiredly, his eyes empty and powerless.

"Song Shaoyan, I know you're bothering me, I know." Ning An said slowly, "I'm overestimating my abilities. In your eyes, I'm just an ugly and rustic woman. I can only learn and work. You're right, and I can't bring you a sense of happiness in bed. I'm sorry to let you marry me."

"Maybe I always owe you a 'sorry'. If it weren't for me, you would have been very happy now, with a beloved wife, a beloved child, and a successful career. I really owe you a 'sorry'..."

Her voice tangled in the air like a thin thread.

It tightly held Song Shaoyan's heart, and Song Shaoyan was inexplicably upset.

He took a sip of cigarette.

Suddenly... the scene of their first meeting jumped out in front of me.

At that time, he was a junior and she was a freshman.

The first meeting was at the award ceremony after a national college student speaking English competition.
Chapter completed!