"Probably no one loves you more than he does."
"And you, no one is more qualified than you to hate him."
The man smiled gently, but there was not much of a smile.
"So many years have passed, and you two are still entangled. Even I, your love rival, can't stand it anymore."
“……”
He raised his head and looked straight at ning Qing.
hatred will make a person's life unfortunate. Only love can make a person happy.
“……”
Qingqing, I love you. Until now, I want to say that I love you very much, but my love is not enough. It's not enough to save you, and it's not enough to make me give up everything. So, my love can't give you happiness.
Tears welled up in ning Qing's eyes, and the pain in her chest was more obvious than the pain in her whole body.
Her lips trembled. I'm sorry, brother Sichen.
Yan Sichen shook his head and looked at her with pure, warm, and loving eyes.
"Qingqing, I hope you can be happy," he said:
“……”
