Qingzhi held his hand tightly and looked up at him with red eyes, "What's inappropriate? Give me a reason!"
Wen Jian frowned and pushed her hand away hard. Qingzhi was caught off guard and pushed hard, and her body fell backwards. She almost fell down. Qingzhi managed to stand still and saw Wen Jian. Turn around and leave.
She couldn't help crying and hugged him from behind, "Why didn't you tell me? Didn't you say you wanted to marry me? Do you want to pamper me for the rest of your life? Why are you doing this, Wen Jian! I don't believe it ! I don’t believe it... I don’t believe a word of it... "
"Is it because of that thing about Li Qingyu? Wen Jian, I haven't had time to tell you yet. You haven't touched Li Qingyu. Dad asked the imperial doctor to examine her. You haven't touched her. You don't have to do it for this. No matter how we blame ourselves, we are still the same as we were at the beginning, aren’t we?”
If Wen Jian had heard that she had never touched Li Qingyu before this, she would probably have been very excited, because that meant that he was innocently with Qingzhi.
But at this moment, Wen Jian looked down at the two small hands holding his waist tightly. He closed his eyes in pain, silently suppressing the pain under his eyes. After a while, he slowly opened his eyes. , his eyes became very cold and indifferent again, he gently held the two little hands, turned around slowly, looked at the tearful Qingzhi, chuckled, stretched out his hand to wipe her gently With tears on his face, "Qingzhi, please believe that I really don't want to marry you."
Qingzhi looked at him blankly and heard him caressing her cheek, and then said gently: "I gave up the opportunity to become the prime minister of the court. In the next two years, I will leave Beicheng to study elsewhere. You Take good care of yourself.”
Qingzhi's eyes were numb with tears, and she suddenly slowly held Wen Jian's hand caressing her cheek, and then slowly took his hand away from her face. Her eyes were moist, but she looked clearly. Looking at the young man in front of her who she still loved deeply at this moment, she said softly: "Wen Jian, let me ask you one last time, what is the reason for not marrying me..."
It's not that she doesn't believe that Wen Jian loves her as deeply, but if the relationship between the two people becomes devoid of any trust at all... If Wen Jian refuses to give her even this bit of trust, even if she begs him over and over again Tell yourself why, something he doesn't even want to tell himself...
Qingzhi really couldn't find a reason to continue walking.
She was a little girl herself, and she knew it would hurt.
So she finally looked at Wen Jian, hoping that Wen Jian would not give up on their relationship like this, let alone ignore their feelings like this.
However, Wen Jian's tone was still gentle, and for such a gentle person, the words he spoke seemed to be like sharp blades that were about to pierce the innocent heart with thousands of arrows -
"No reason."
Qingzhi stared at him blankly, and before Wen Jian let go of her, she let go of his hand, took a few steps back, shook her head slowly, smiled slightly, and said in an inaudible tone: "Then Qingzhi is wrong."
After she said this, she turned around and left without waiting for Wen Jian to speak.
There was a very childish and innocent voice echoing in my ears.
Brother Xiao Jian...
Brother Xiao Jian.
The naive brother Jian no longer wants to be naive...
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