Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 4087 After farewell, recall each other (11)

"I'm ugly, I have bad taste, and I'm a bumpkin." Song Shaoyan looked at her, "Really."

"It's annoying to see you."

"Then I put on the mask, shall I..."

Ning An: "..."

"An'an..." Song Shaoyan changed his begging tone again, "Can't you really forgive me? If you can forgive me, I will... die without regret."

"you……"

"I won't live long. I just want to ask for your forgiveness. I don't want anything else." Originally, he didn't want her to know these things, but he knew that he couldn't let her go.

He liked her more than he imagined and cared about her.

When you are young, you don't understand, but when you understand it, you are already in your thirties.

He turned a blind eye to her excellence, and he turned a blind eye to her goodness.

Ning An didn't know what to say, but she still didn't understand what he said about the past.

So many years have passed...

Whether it was wrong or right, it is all a thing of the past.

Sometimes there will be a sense of trance where the past blends with reality, which often makes her unable to change.

When he mentioned the past, he was hateful, but when he talked about everything now, Ning An remembered... He is just a disabled person, a patient who may not live long.

"What if I don't forgive you?" Ning An looked into his eyes.

"Every day after that, I will beg you to forgive me." Song Shaoyan met her gaze, "An An, I like you."

Eyes collided, and time froze.

Ning An's heart felt like it had been hit. If he had waited too long before, he never expected to hear him say it in his lifetime.

But...it was already the wrong time.

"Why do you think I still want a man like you? You can't give me any happiness anymore."

"You don't need me. I didn't expect you to want me. I just want you to forgive me and give me a chance." Song Shaoyan's face was still pale, and his voice was low, "I don't have much time left. , in this limited time, you give me a chance to love you."

"An'an, during that year of marriage, I knew that I was a failed husband, and that was where I failed most in life."

"You and Gu Huiyin have bullied me so many times, so forget it?" Ning An pressed.

"No, you can bully me as much as you want in the future."

"I'm not as mean as you."

"An An..."

"What?"

"Just wanted to call you."

Ning An: "..."

After a while, Ning An didn't speak again.

She never thought that one day she could talk to Song Shaoyan so calmly. The bedroom was quiet, and when she was quiet, she could hear each other's even and long breathing.

It was dark, with gurgling rain and howling north wind outside. The branches in the garden trembled with the wind, and the leaves made a "rustling" sound when they rubbed against the ground.

The quiet Mozhai is like a quiet little world, far away from the mundane and the hustle and bustle.

Several times, Song Shaoyan moved his hand close to Ning An, trying to hold her hand quietly, but every time he touched her fingertips, he was pushed away.

Ning An kept a certain distance from him, neither close nor far.

It's like...the gap between them that can't be bridged.

After Song Shaoyan told all these things, he felt much more at ease. At least, he would not leave with regrets.

He would also like to talk to her if he could, or simply sit.

(End of this chapter)