Romantic Prince Spoils His Consort

"What's the difference between speaking early and speaking late? You don't even know and care about several people in my family." Meng Xiaoxiao took out a paper towel to wipe his tears and said bitterly: "If you really pay a little attention to me, you should be able to find something wrong with me as soon as you come back. At that time, even my most ordinary colleagues can see that I lost a circle..."

Xiao Moxuan's heart at the moment was sour and astringent. He couldn't tell what it was like. He could only spit out three words hoarsely: "I'm sorry..."

"It's all a thing of the past anyway." Meng Xiaoxiao sighed low and inaudible, turned his eyes to the busy street outside the window and said dryly: "After that, you still wanted me, and we were still together. Although the love I dreamed of when I was a child was like that in my dream, heart to heart and carry each other to old age. In my concept, I never wanted to be a nameless lover. But at that time, because of you, I compromised and gave up the obsession I had always adhered to. Because no matter what struggle we had I still love you. Even if you are not a brilliant and responsive president, but an ordinary migrant worker, I will love you so much. I thought, as long as you have me in your heart and treat me well, that's all right. But... "

She choked, and the crystal hot tears fell down again, like broken pearls, dripping on the tan table in front of her: "Maybe I really don't have the potential to be a qualified lover. I can't accept it all the time. You just told me to take contraceptives after crazy and unrestrained love with me. Whenever this time, do you know how sad and desolate my heart is? It always makes me clearly realize that I'm just a tool for you to vent your desires and have no feelings at all "In my recurring dream, we have three lively and lovely children. Although I have only seen them in my dream, I also cherish them and love them. I have always longed to be lucky to have them in my life, even one. However, as long as I am with you, you will never give me the chance to be a mother..."

"Xiaoxiao, I'm sorry." Xiao Moxuan couldn't help but stretch out his hand, firmly held her cold and trembling hand on the table, and looked at her earnestly: "shall we start all over again? I won't let you take medicine anymore. In the future, you'll have several babies if you want, and have several children if you want?"

Meng Xiaoxiao slowly took back his hand and smiled sadly: "at this time, don't you think it's funny that you come to say such words to me again? I ask you, can a teacup be broken? Can it be recovered? Can a cup of water be recovered when it is spilled on the ground?"

"Yes! We can!" Xiao Moxuan held her hand again and said eagerly and warmly, "Xiaoxiao, believe me! As long as we love each other and are willing to work hard, all problems are not problems. In the future, we will be really as happy as your dream!"

"Don't talk, it's not necessary." Meng Xiaoxiao shook his head and firmly took his hand out of his hand: "My heart has long died. When you forced me again and again, when I went to bed with you three days ago, I told myself that this is our final settlement. Since then, the two of us, bridge to bridge and road to road, no one owes anyone, and no one needs to remember who..."

"Xiaoxiao..." Xiao Moxuan looked at her tearful but determined face, and her heart seemed to fall into an unprecedented dark abyss. Junlang took people's face, and she could no longer see the calm and natural in the past, only deep sadness and loss.

With the last glimmer of hope, he asked low and difficultly, "are we... Really not a little possible? Even if I am willing to propose to you and spend the rest of my life treating you..."

"It's impossible. I don't love you anymore." Meng Xiaoxiao gently shook his head. More tears fell down and wet his face. "I can't afford such scarred feelings. In the future, I just want to find an ordinary man who loves me and I love his man, and live a simple and happy life."

"But can you really fall in love with others?" Xiao Moxuan tightened his eyebrows and stared at her deeply. His deep and sharp eyes seemed to look into the depths of her soul: "after a love war with me, I doubt that you can throw yourself into the arms of others without scruples? To be others... A happy wife?"

Meng Xiaoxiao raised his misty eyes and looked at him. A sad smile gradually appeared on the corners of his mouth, shallow, beautiful and strong: "Why not? The days always have to move forward. Now the pain is just because the time is not long enough. After a long time, no matter how deep the feelings will be put down, and no matter how painful the injury will be indifferent. I think it's not too difficult to have your own happiness again as long as you are not discouraged and discouraged, right?"

"Why do you have to wait so long? Even suffer so long? We can start over now and love each other well now. As long as you nod, I can immediately announce to everyone that you are my favorite woman and future wife. Isn't that good? Don't you like it?" Xiao Moxuan raised his tone slightly, and his voice became intense.

"Favorite woman? Future wife?" Meng Xiaoxiao murmured, looking bitter and tired: "if you said such words to me a year or even a few months earlier, I would be ecstatic and jump up with joy. But now, it's too late... I've been black and blue all over this road and will never look back..."

"Xiaoxiao, you are so smart. It seems that I have been taking you for a long time. There is no way..." Xiao Moxuan looked at her sadly and reluctantly. His deep black eyes were full of red silk. However, he could no longer say a powerful word.

Meng Xiaoxiao subconsciously turned his eyes away and didn't speak.

This Chinese meal, they two, one is telling attentively, the other is listening patiently. I seem to have forgotten that there is another main function of coming to this cafe, dining.

However, Meng Xiaoxiao didn't feel hungry at all. He only felt the nothingness and fatigue of everything