Lu Qichuan leaned on the bed and looked at the sentence above, which seemed quite self-aware.
[Angelica: Are you there
Confused: Yeah.
Angelica: Have you ever thought about going back to that person?]
Lu Qichuan's hand paused on the screen for a moment, and he didn't dare to slide down. Perhaps it was because he didn't dare to see the answer.
[Confused: I can’t go back.
Angelica: You haven’t even tried it.
Confused: I tried, but failed.]
Lu Qichuan: "..."
When had she tried it
Why didn't he know
[Angelica:…
Confusion: Something happened to him once. I said that as long as he survives, no matter what the cost is, I can let go of the past, even if he and I apologize.
Confused: It turns out that death can really make a person see her worst fears.
Confused: I still love him.]
Lu Qichuan's hand holding the phone shook slightly, and his fingers pressed a mark on the phone.
[Danggui: Since you love him, why don’t you come back to him
Confused: He didn't dare to admit it because he loved me, but he didn't want to be hurt. When he really admitted it, he found that it had hurt him deeply.
Confused: Thank you for listening to what I said. I have never said these words to anyone in these years.
Angelica: Because we don’t know each other.
Confused: Yeah.
Angelica: Since it hurt him so much, why not stay with him? Maybe he wants you to stay.
Angelica: And you also promised yourself that you would return to him, right
Confused: I have a daughter.
Dazed: A very obedient and well-behaved little girl.
Confused: When she was protecting me in the hospital, I knew that it was not only his mother who couldn't accept me, but also myself.
Confused: Because I don’t deserve to be a mother at all.]
Lu Qichuan closed his eyes, and the tightness in his chest became even more intense. What else happened when he was rescued? How long will God continue to torment them
The last few messages Tan Chenxiao replied to were this afternoon. Lu Sichen did not see these sentences. If she saw them, she would definitely be very happy.
"Tan Chenxiao, Tan Chenxiao, your self-righteous skills are really improving year by year." Lu Qichuan leaned on the pillow and laughed at himself.
Lu Qichuan thought, took his mobile phone, and then called Brother Liu and asked him to come over.
Brother Liu was stunned for a moment. Mr. Lu spent more time calling him this year than in previous years. Didn't he always ask about Tan Chenxiao's status once every six months
I called him twice this month.
It was already dark when Brother Liu rushed over. Lu Qichuan was in the study. He went upstairs in a familiar manner and knocked on the door, "Mr. Lu."
Lu Qichuan nodded slightly and asked Brother Liu to come in, "Are there any major international art competitions recently?"
Brother Liu was stunned for a moment, "Mr. Lu wants to participate?"
"Sign up for Tan Chenxiao." Lu Qichuan said directly.
Brother Liu was even more shocked, "Mr. Lu, Chen Xiao has not painted for many years, and you know that."
"Contact the organizer for me. Even if I don't participate, I can still be a judge." Lu Qichuan leaned back in his chair and looked at Brother Liu with a look of disbelief on his face. "Contact me and I will do the following. "
"Can we discuss the disagreement with Chen Xiao?" Brother Liu asked uncertainly, "It's not that she hasn't painted in a few years, she hasn't been out of the house in a few years."