Zichuan, I'm sorry.
I never knew that my willfulness eight years ago would have such consequences.
I never knew that you had taken on so much for me over the years.
Zichuan, I love you.
I don't want our love to be a burden to you.
I can't face this love anymore, because it's unfair to Mo Wuxin.
Zichuan, no more.
In just a short letter, Shen Liangchuan stared at the piece of paper as if he couldn't read it.
His eyes seemed to penetrate the paper and see into Little Joe's heart.
He clenched his fists tightly and tried to adjust his breathing, but the whole body still felt uncontrollable chills.
His vision gradually blurred.
Finally, it was fixed on the last sentence.
Zichuan, no more.
It's like the phone he called Little Joe back then.
Little Joe, see you again.
And then they really, eight years without contact And this time, how many years will Xiao Qiao's no longer be seen He tried to take a deep breath, but he still couldn't suppress the grief and sadness in his heart There was no one in the room for a while.
Xia Yehua didn't know what was written in the letter, and after Shen Liangchuan read it, she couldn't help but step forward and wanted to speak.
But just as he was about to say something, he suddenly stopped.
She looked at her son fixedly.
Shen Liangchuan has always been calm, and nothing seems to be able to touch his heart.
Even eight years ago, when he was kicked out of the Shen family, he was still calm.
He is a man who never vents his emotions.
This year ago, their mother and son had experienced ups and downs, and she had never seen Shen Liangchuan look like this His eyes have always been as deep as the sea, and they can withstand any bright and bloody rain.
But this time Those sadness and sadness, but it seemed that they couldn't bear it anymore, slowly leaked out of his eyes and slowly spread to his whole body.
He sat there, obviously still expressionless, but that emotion permeated the entire room.
Let no one dare to speak, to disturb him.
Xia Yehua stared at Shen Liangchuan, and the words that he originally wanted to ask were stuck in his throat.
After half a ring, she looked at Shen Zihao and Xia Nuannuan, "Let's go downstairs first." ” Shen Zihao and Xia Nuannuan looked at Shen Liangchuan, and both of them nodded.
For a while in the study, only Shen Liangchuan was left.
Even in the winter, there was a lot of anger in the room.
But at this moment, Shen Liangchuan felt very cold.
He looked into the room, his eyes falling on the couch next to him.
In the past, he worked in the study, and when she was bored, she would nest on the sofa and watch the news with her mobile phone.
But now It was empty.
There is no one anymore.
As soon as this thought came out, it felt like there was a knife in his heart, which slowly cut directly into his heart.
Naked dripping with blood.
In his hand, he still clutched the piece of paper tightly.
She got it She learned the truth from eight years ago.
Thinking about his guilt during this time, he couldn't imagine if she was also guilty, would she not be able to bear it He clenched his fists and suddenly closed his eyes.
What happened eight years ago is once again in my mind.
That thing that only he and Mo Wuxin knew, and even Song Yuanxi didn't know, oshow7 t1706231537: