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59 Side Story of Gu xichao (2)(1)
The fireworks of the human world that I’ve been longing for happened to be you.
– Gu xichao
It was a chaotic night.
When she woke up the next day, she opened her misty dark blue eyes and saw ... It was her.
The joy that emerged in her heart spread to the corners of her eyes, and her originally indifferent eyebrows were as beautiful as a painting.
He gently kissed the top of her head.
“I love you,” he said in a low voice.
She was indeed angry about what happened that night. He obediently lowered his head and apologized.
He was happy to do so.
The corners of the man’s eyes curved, and his cold beauty softened a little.
After that, she never mentioned the divorce again.
They also seemed to be living together as a matter of course.
However, Gu xichao had always known that.
Jiang Ruan didn’t love him.
.. He didn’t love her at all.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHer cherry red lips curved into a bitter smile, forcing out a smile.
They were together.
It was only because she felt that he was a suitable candidate.
Warm things always hid a heart-wrenching chill. Wrapped in that beautiful coat, it was a kind of poison that made people drown in it, and in an instant, it had penetrated into the bone marrow.
When he came back to his senses, he was already beyond saving.
She suddenly felt that warm things were always crueler than cold things.
However, Gu xichao had no intention of breaking this warmth.
After all ...
A person would meet about 29.2 million people in their lifetime, and the probability of two people falling in love was 0.000049.
So, I don’t blame you for not loving me.
The man with picturesque features chuckled, and his thin cherry red lips spat out a few words silently.
Such self-deception ... That was good too.
*
Gu xichao did not know when it started, but she realized something.
That was, his younger brother, Gu mo, might be in love with his wife, Jiang Ruan.
That young man would always pester her to occasionally call him ‘big sister’ sweetly.
The way he looked at her was very familiar to Gu xichao.
That was love.
..
He did not expose this fact.
Because he knew that as long as Gu Yu didn’t say anything, Jiang Ruan would never find out about their feelings.
Because, in her eyes, that young man was just a child who had not grown up.
..
Later on, he insisted on holding another wedding to make up for his past regrets.
She didn’t have any opinions. In fact, she didn’t even take it to heart.
Gu xichao knew that it was because she did not care.
She didn’t care, so nothing mattered.
It was inevitable that she would feel disappointed and aggrieved ... He was even embarrassed.
But it didn’t matter.
In any case, the happiness they had now was all forced by him.
He should not have asked for more.
..
If you asked him if he regretted missing out on Jiang Ruan for almost two years ...
Gu xichao would answer without hesitation.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmNo regrets.
As the talented heir of the Gu family, Gu xichao knew that Jiang Ruan was never the one he loved.
She was not her.
...
Love had always been a roundabout thing.
...
From unfamiliarity to familiarity, from liking to falling in love, until he forgot everything.
Some things were destined to happen at a certain moment, and no matter how you tried to stop it, it would be useless.
Some shows were destined to end after the beginning, and no matter how hard you tried to stop them, you couldn’t stop them.
Some people were destined to be entangled with each other, and no matter how you tried to avoid them, you couldn’t ...
We call this fate.
Fate.
..
He stared at the red Sky outside the window. The sun was setting, and the last bit of afterglow was dissipating at the tip of the umbrella.
The slender and beautiful man’s gaze was a little distant, and she didn’t know where it fell.
This life seemed to be too short.
Was he too greedy ...
...
He didn’t care anymore.
If there’s a next life, please let me continue to love you.
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