The President's Favorite Stunning Beauty

Chapter 418 Grabbing bags, divorce, wild species (1)
Something, missed, it is missed.

Regardless, it...

Have you ever been so, so softly and closely attached to your life.

But for you at this time, those things that are missing in your life.

No matter how important it is to you.

It's so important that it's heavier than breathing. Just thinking about it will hurt your heart and even your whole body.

That is definitely some taboo that you cannot touch, dare not touch, and dare not touch.

It was because the realization that spread from the bottom of my heart was so heart-wrenching.Therefore, he clearly knew that he could only be in the quiet space around him where no one but him existed.

Use these simple and subtle sounds to interpret those painful feelings that make him even breathe more heavily after touching.

Otherwise, he didn't dare to say anything.

Perhaps, he can occasionally stretch out his right hand, slide the black keyboard on the white laptop in front of him, lift his fingers lightly, and tap the web pages on the screen.

Open the scattered and complicated information about the person in his heart, some or all of the information.

Looking at those words and yellowed photos that will never get moldy in the electronic screen.

Gently speaking to the icy air around him, telling the time that stubbornly broke away from all entanglements and quickly piled up behind him.

Tell about their pain and fetters that have been infiltrated and filtered by time.

Tell me, who is hindering their bond...

He looked, looked, and didn't know if it was because his body in his heart couldn't bear the surging pain from his atrium, which attracted more and more pictures from his picturesque delicate eyebrows and eyes. The pain is unbearable.

The time does not know how long it has swam outside the floor-to-ceiling windows in such a gray weather.

Until the young man finally regained a little consciousness in such painful thoughts, and felt a biting cold pain from the skin that touched the cup wall between his hands.

He frowned slightly, and slowly raised his head.

And when he raised his head, the dark gray-white sunlight by the floor-to-ceiling windows was just enough to cover his delicate and elegant face.

His delicate and handsome face fell in such gray and cold sunlight.

At this moment, if someone can walk in from the outside, then he must be able to see that his porcelain-white cheeks, except for the place where the breeze strokes, there is a blob of red that is not too bright, the rest of the face is exposed to the sun. His skin was transparent and pale.

With such actions, his eyes, which were glowing with water and seemed even more blurred, finally moved from the computer screen in front of him to the outside of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The small snow dregs outside the window fell from the gloomy sky, drifted down, and hit the window sill and glass window beside him.

It splashed particles like white sugar, and then was washed away by the fine raindrops without a trace.

Only, the husky and broken voices in his ear can't stop.

He quietly stared at the gloomy sky outside the window for a few minutes.

Then, he retracted his gaze and put it on the cup in his hand.

He murmured to himself in his heart.

Look, Yukino, you must not know.

Every day without you, I am learning to make all kinds of coffee.

However, after such a long time and so many attempts, I still can't brew the taste of that cup of coffee that you once gave me.

Such a taste, such a mellow.

Also full of warmth and happiness!
Oh, look, I haven't had the coffee you made for me for so long.

However, whenever I close my eyes, swallow my saliva.

The familiar, obsessed, and attached taste still seems to linger in every mouth and tooth of my mouth.

as if...

At this time, we are thousands of miles apart.

Your unearthly, delicate and beautiful face is still in front of my eyes, lingering in my mind.

Even, even when I was so close to you, I could only smell the cool orchid fragrance unique to you when I was by your side.

It still seems to be lingering around the tip of the nose.

I miss you……

You who are in the warm and spring-like N city at this moment must not know it?
At this time, after leaving you, I will understand, understand, and dare to admit.

It turns out that once in my heart, those unexplainable, unexplainable heartaches, sourness, and sweetness, how did they come from.

original……

It turned out that it was because I love you...

Thinking of this, he slowly closed his eyes, covering the bone-piercing pain in his brown pupils and those obscure accusations against fate that seemed to be frozen.

Yukino, the me in the past, maybe I also understand it.

However, I was at that time.

Always desperately escaping, desperately escaping.

Because, those sober understanding, for me at that time.

Just a nasty original sin in my life that had to be let go.

It is also a kind of thing that can only be buried deeply in the bottom of my heart and cannot be told to anyone, evil fate!
But, but, but...

Ha ha……

I didn't fully understand it until today.

What a, what a painful and cruel joke fate made for me!

It turned out that my life, so my life.

my everything.

After yesterday, everything will eventually become incomparably ridiculous, and incomparably make me feel heartbroken.

The more he thought about it, the more painful the pain was. Slowly, the watery light forced out by the pain quickly slipped down his porcelain-white face from his tightly closed eyelids.

"Shut up, if Xueran is an evil species, then what am I?!" Mu Jinran yelled at Liu Huarong with a livid face.

He stared gloomyly and coldly at the woman in front of him, and at this moment he kept mentioning the word "evil species" with a sinister face.

In an instant, his dislike for her dropped to freezing point, and his heart unconsciously ached.

Seeing the mother and son standing outside the door like this, they started arguing loudly.

The middle-aged man standing aside, that is, Mu Jinran's biological father - Liang Guanghui held back the fear in his heart.

Wei Wei stepped forward, stretched out her hand and pulled Liu Huarong, who was in front of her who was angry with her son, and softly persuaded her.

"Huarong, don't say a few words, Jin'er is getting angry."

After Liang Guanghui finished persuading Liu Huarong, he turned around again and looked at Mu Jinran who was full of cold disgust towards them with a heartbroken and helpless expression.

He opened his mouth slightly, but said nothing.

(End of this chapter)