Chapter 656
After a while, he said slowly, "At that time, I couldn't accept that you forgot me. I would rather you hate me."
"I know you are kind-hearted and can't bear to see your friends suffer because of you. If that happens, you will definitely feel guilty, so... I designed Jiang Ke to torture Jiang Ke and make you hate me."
He looked full of self-mockery, "Now that I've figured it out, that's boring."
After nearly five seconds of silence, his lonely and deep voice reached Wen Xi's ears, "I'm sorry for all the wrong things you have done to me."
Wen Xi listened quietly, not missing any of his words. Every time he finished speaking, a vivid picture seemed to appear in front of her eyes, presenting yesterday so vividly.
Many pictures have begun to turn yellow and blurry. At this time, when I "see", there is no obvious joy or anger in my heart. It is calm and calm, with only a few emotions.
The longer you live, the clearer you will see when you look back.
She also slowly recalled the slightest flutter in her heart at that time.
The beginning of her relationship with him had little to do with the fire. If there was any relationship, it could only be regarded as a booster, making things start earlier.
She is a slow-moving person, and her feelings are accumulated bit by bit. From hesitation to consideration to action, it will take a long time in between.
And he happened to have the patience to accompany her, stick to her every day, and establish a sense of presence in front of her.
There is no other person of the opposite sex around her with whom she can have intimate conversations, and there are only a few of them.
When she was hesitating, her friends would ask her how she felt about Nan Yunchuan.
She only answered "I don't know."
"Then you hate him?"
She shook her head.
"If you don't hate it, you probably like it."
She doesn't hate him because he will accompany her to do some "silly things" - waiting for her mother to come back to pick her up in the afterglow of sunset every day, and will accompany her to the amusement park to ride on the merry-go-round that he dislikes.
Why should she hate someone who treats her so well
She needs a reason to hate someone, and at that time, there was nothing she hated about him.
Her friend's words made her gradually accept this statement - if she doesn't hate it, she just likes it.
Later, during his Nth confession, she tried to nod several times, but failed.
It seemed that she could never reach that "point" that made her nod resolutely.
Later, a fire gave her enough reason to nod.
After getting together, she discovered that many things were different from what she thought.
Progress was "too fast".
If he wants to kiss her, she will subconsciously avoid him, even holding hands for a long time, let alone other intimate actions.
She prefers to get along before a relationship is established.
She didn't say those little thoughts out loud. She felt that since she had started, she should continue like this and slowly overcome those things she wasn't used to.
Later, there were fewer people of the opposite sex around her, and he gradually became the only one left in her world.
All social occasions were attended in his company, and she could hardly attend them alone.
"Like him" seems to be a matter of course.
In their previous life, they got married, and later, she saw the real him.
In the beginning, it was really dark, heart-wrenching pain, wanting revenge, regretting it, but not having the slightest intention of redemption.
Later, when God allowed her to return to marriage, she had enough time to fight back and take revenge, but she didn't plan to waste too much time on it.
After drawing a clear line, I gradually let it go.
This period was only a month.
She could forget the relationship that lasted for several years in a month.
It was then that she realized that she didn't love him as much as she imagined, and she couldn't even mention the word "love". She just had a faint liking for him, and when it reached its peak, it never got any higher.
But she also knew that she could let go of this past, but she couldn't remove it from her memory. It occupies a small space in the width of her life and exists far away for a long time.
You may think of it occasionally, but you won't recall it.
(End of chapter)