1318: C1318 Lying

C1318 Lying

"You're lying. Not only do I understand your heart, you also understand my heart. You clearly know it." I said stubbornly, feeling a pang of sadness.

"Whether you understand it or not, it is not important. What is important is that we all have our own realities, realities that cannot be changed, people have to speak of their conscience and repay kindness. This is my character, and I believe that if you were in my place, you would do the same. I... For Us... "I have long since given up any illusions. I only hope that in this real world, I can see that you and Hai Zhu are fine, that someone loves you and takes care of you, that you have a happy marriage and family, and that Hai Zhu and you can live happily and happily together. That way, I can feel gratified that it will also be a relief for me."

"You only have eyes for me, only for Hai Zhu, you only have eyes for your benefactor's parents, only for your benefactor's family, only for your family, and only for yourself," I said, "Even though you saw me and Hai Zhu walk into a marriage and have a family, even though you saw Hai Zhu happy, do you think that I will ever truly be happy and happy? Do you really think you can feel happy and relieved? "

"I have no other choice. I have no other choice, I only have one choice. This path is a path that cannot be turned back. Even if I don't return, I must continue on this path. In reality, I don't want to be happy or happy. I'm content to be able to find lost memories in the air from time to time, to be able to remember in the air what I once had in my soul.

We are all rational people, we are all people in society, we are all people living in reality, reality is unavoidable, reality must be respected, conscience must be revered, I don't want to hurt more innocent and kind people because of my so-called happiness, I can't.

Time and space will change everything. At this time, nothing can withstand the test of time and space, and time will eventually tell you that what we experience is nothing but a void in the air. In reality, we all have our own paths, and in the end, we will all follow the paths that fate has set for us. On this path, you will eventually reap your happiness. "

Qiu Tong's voice was filled with helplessness, sorrow, and desolation.

Looking at Qiu Tong's sorrowful expression, my heart hurt so much that my eyes were a little watery.

I took Qiu Tong's hand again and put it in mine.

Qiu Tong's hands were cold and weak.

She didn't try to break free. She looked at me with a clear gaze.

"You're tormenting yourself, you're torturing yourself, you're torturing yourself." "No," I said.

"I do." "No," she said.

"I know your heart is in pain." I said again.

"I —"

"Do you know how much pain I feel? Do you know how many sleepless nights I've had because of you? Do you know how many times I think of you when I'm with Hai Zhu? " My voice shook.

"I'm sorry …" Her eyes were red again, and there was a hurt look in them.

"I even stayed with Hai Zhu. When I do that, I suddenly think of you, and when I think of you, I — "I broke off, choking.

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault, it's all my fault." Qiu Tong muttered with a guilty expression.

"No, you are not wrong. The one who is wrong is me, the reality of this son of a bitch. It's this fucking world. "

"No, you are not wrong. The reality is not wrong. The world is also not wrong. I shouldn't have been in your life at all. I shouldn't have been in your air at all. " She said, "I really don't know what to do with you, except say I'm sorry. I can only apologize deeply to you and Hai Zhu. Our understanding, from the beginning, was a mistake, a tragic mistake. We shouldn't have known each other at all. Even in the air, it was a mistake. "

My heart was filled with pity and bitterness. I looked at Qiu Tong and said, "I …" I want to tell you. I want to tell you outside the air. I... I love you. "

At this moment, I finally said the three words that I had been suppressing for a long time.

Her body trembled, her hands shook, and she stared at me.

"I love you! You are the only woman I love the most in this world, the most beloved that I can't shake off from my soul! " "No," I said.

Her eyes reddened again and she looked at me.

"Tell me, you love me too. You only love one man in your heart, and that is Guest in the air, Yi Ke in the real world!" I squeezed her hand.

Her hands were trembling slightly, but they were still as cold as ice.

She looked at me silently for a moment, then gently shook her head. "I'm sorry, I can't tell you. I can't. Guest in the air has disappeared, disappeared in my dream life heaven, in reality Yi Ke, is my best friend, I will deeply wish him, he is happy and happy. But in reality, Yi Ke and I can only be two parallel lines that will never interweave. Even if they were infinitely close, they would never reach it. "

With that, Qiu Tong gently pulled her hand away and downed the cup of wine on her own. Her eyes were a little miserable.

I drained my glass as well, and my heart was filled with a great deal of bitterness and sadness, as well as a great deal of depression and loss.

We looked at each other in silence.

We drank another glass of wine and went on in silence.

She seemed to have drunk too much, and her face was a little flushed.

As for me, I am also a bit tipsy. Even though I don't drink much, everyone is drunk on their own.

"I love you." I said again.

She pressed her lips together.

"Say you love me." I said stubbornly.

She lowered her head and did not speak. Her body slightly trembled.

"Say you love me." I said it again, my voice bitter and dry.

She looked up at me with pleading eyes. "Please, don't force me, don't."

Even though we were all drunk, she seemed to be somewhat sober, and still refused to let go of the last line.

Without a word, I got up and went behind her, putting my hands on her shoulders.

She sat there without moving, her body still trembling slightly.

I ran my hand over her face, running my fingers over the skin and facial features, caressing her delicate cheeks.

She suddenly grabbed my hand, and her trembling intensified.

I lowered my head and kissed her hair. It smelled good.

Then I put my mouth to her ear and whispered, "I love you."

"No …" "Don't say that." Her flustered voice.

"I know that you love me, too, very much. whether in the air or in reality. " I kept whispering, my blood pumping from the alcohol.

"No …" she murmured, her body shaking violently.

I felt her face burning.

I felt her body begin to heat up.

It seemed to encourage me.

An uncontrollable urge burst out in my brain. Without thinking, I immediately picked her up.

"Ah —" she exclaimed, but before she could say anything, my mouth stopped her.

Without hesitation, I hugged Qiu Tong tightly and strode upstairs to her bedroom.

Qiu Tong struggled as she spoke in a flustered voice, "No, don't! Put me down, put …"

I held her tight and continued up the stairs, saying nothing, feeling hot all over.

I went into the bedroom and laid her flat on the bed. I didn't wait for her to get up.

Her throat made a rapid, slurred sound, and her hands flailed in front of my chest, trying to push me away.

I pressed against her and looked at her.

She looked at me with helpless, pleading eyes. "Please, don't do this. Let me go."

I shook my head slightly. "No — I'm not."

"If you do this, I … "We …" She spoke haltingly, incoherently.

"Say you love me." I lowered my head and whispered in her ear.

"Don't force me, don't... She made a faint sound, with extreme bitterness and panic.

"Say — you love me." I said again.

"I beg you, don't force me, I …"

I stopped talking and kissed her again.

I began the next step.

She suddenly began to struggle with such determination that I was unable to restore her body to its original position and form.

"No, absolutely not. No, this won't do. We can't do this. We … It can't be like this. " she cried in alarm, and shrank back against the headboard.

I started and looked at her.

She was curled up on the bed. When she saw Brother Zhuzi, who was very excited, her face turned red.

I fell to my knees and looked at her.

She covered her face with her hands and said sadly, "I'm sorry. We can't do this. We can't repeat the mistakes we made before."

"You are tormenting yourself. You are deceiving yourself." My voice was hoarse, and I suddenly felt very sad. My tears suddenly began to flow.

"Sorry …" Sorry... "Don't force me, I really can't. I really can't." She began to cry again, sadly, her shoulders heaving.

Hearing her cry so much, my heart softened, at the same time, I felt great sadness, but also filled with boundless pity.

I know that this time, I am finished again.

A pained look came into her eyes, and she suddenly grabbed my body, burying her face in my arms. Her body spasmed violently.

She began to cry, silently but fiercely.

The more she cried, the more my heart ached.

I patted her back and whispered in her ear, "If you want to cry, just cry. I know your heart is in pain and in depression. Cry, cry with joy. "

But she stopped crying and fell silent in my arms.

I sighed deeply, dried my eyes, and kissed her hair.

She eased away from me and I handed her the tissue.

She dried her eyes with a tissue and got out of bed and went to the bathroom.

I sat on the edge of the bed, lit a cigarette, and smoked in silence.

After a while, she came out. Her hair that I had messed up had been combed and her clothes had been tidied up. Her expression had returned to normal.0

She sat silently on the couch at the head of the bed and looked at me with a look of great uneasiness and melancholy.

"Just now, I... I've gone too far. " "No," I said.

She lowered her head.

"I know I shouldn't. I knew what I was doing. I know I was wrong. " I went on, my voice a little lost and low.

She looked up at me.

I watched her in silence.

"Me. I don't blame you. " she whispered.

My heart lurched.

"I... I understand your impulse. I understand what you did. But I shouldn't have allowed myself to be like that. I was indulging myself. I really shouldn't have done this. My indulgence encouraged you, so it's my fault that I don't blame you.

I was wrong. I kept telling myself not to make mistakes, but I couldn't help it. I kept making mistakes on the verge of collapse. I really... I really can't forgive myself. " She spoke incoherently, with a deep sense of guilt and unease in her voice. Then she lowered her head.

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