Don't provoke the wealthy daughter of rebirth

It was a dark night, but the lights were not turned on in the house.

The man stood by the window, looking down at the night view of the imperial capital.

There is a lot of traffic and bright lights.

In such a bustling city, he felt so lonely.

Maybe, is he standing too high?

Looking down, there are thousands of lights in the whole city, which are colorful.

But looking up, these lights make the stars lose their color, and the whole sky is like a dark curtain, so dark and so low, it is so oppressive that people can't breathe.

He must be living so high up, too close to the dark end, to be so uncomfortable.

After taking a deep breath of the cigarette, the light of the fire was dimmed, and it was Li Zhengming who saw Qinghao's face.

Maybe it's because of the weight loss, the eyes appear to be bigger than before, but the eyes make people feel pain.

With continuous efforts, he finished smoking a cigarette quickly. The man turned around, and the darkness returned to the computer desk with ease, and put the light of the fire in the ashtray.

The computer was still turned on, shining with bluish light, making people's complexion a miserable white.

He sat down, moved the mouse lightly, and closed the game page.

After thinking about it, I deleted the game.

--It's time to end.

He knew in his heart that it was he who wove a net for himself, firmly imprisoning his freedom.

Only he himself can complete his own redemption.

It was so late at night, but he didn't feel sleepy, so he opened the webpage helplessly, trying to pass the time.

In the corner of the homepage is the picture news of this portal website. It can be said that Xiang Hanchen is kneeling in front of Jiaxue, holding a velvet box upwards.

For so many days, such news has been overwhelming.

Is there still a piece of quiet land!

All of this seemed to be silently but stubbornly forcing him to make a statement.

As a friend of Xiang Hanchen and Shui Jiaxue, shouldn't he give blessings?

Li Zhengming closed his eyes, and suddenly a word came to his mind.

"I look forward to your happiness more earnestly than anyone else in this world, but I still feel very sad when I think that I don't have a part in this happiness."

At this moment, he understood the despair and pain in the heart of the person who wrote this sentence back then.

Perhaps, he should run far away.

But I knew so well in my heart that the two years abroad, those days, were just a kind of exile.

He exiled himself in a foreign land.

Well, it's better not to go.

A true warrior dares to face the bleak life.

When he thought so, he was able to pull his lips into a smile.

It's just that only I know how much bitterness and desolation there is.

But the determination has already been made.

He always felt that he actually owed her a promise.

After making up his mind, he lay back on the bed, opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling in the darkness, the ceiling lamp was dimly visible in the dark night.

He originally thought that he would just spend the night like this, like those sleepless nights before, but he didn't expect that at some point, he would close his eyes and have no dreams all night.

It seems that I haven't slept so soundly in a long time.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Li Zhengming dialed Jiaxue's cell phone and said in a relaxed tone as much as possible, "Hi."

Jiaxue was walking towards the classroom with her textbooks in her arms. When she saw that it was Li Zhengming's call, she immediately picked up the phone: "Long time no see, how are you?"

Li Zhengming knew that this was just a courtesy among friends, so he forced himself not to think too much, and said lightly: "It's pretty good - I saw the report of Xiang Hanchen's high-profile proposal to you, I wish you happiness."

Jiaxue suddenly didn't know what to say.

In my mind, I couldn't help thinking of the note he left behind: Please be happier than me, so that I don't waste my embarrassing exit.

Would he be at ease only if he saw her happy?

Li Zhengming seemed to understand Jiaxue's embarrassment, and continued, asking softly, "When do you plan to get married?"

Jiaxue replied subconsciously: "I don't know yet." Then she changed her words: "But soon."

"Oh?" This answer is a bit confusing.

Jiaxue explained: "I'm pregnant."

Li Zhengming only felt his breath was suffocated, and he managed to catch his breath after working hard for a few seconds. There seemed to be a smile in his voice, and he was rarely brisk: "That boy Xiang Hanchen is really fast enough."

"..."

It seems that everything that can be said has been said.

Li Zhengming was suddenly annoyed at the embarrassment caused by such silence.

Actually, he should have called Xiang Hanchen directly?

But, without her personally saying it, without him wishing her happiness in person, it always feels like something hasn't come to an end yet.

Perhaps such a blunt row can really draw the distance between the heart and the heart, so as to get some kind of new life?

As if making a concluding statement for himself, Li Zhengming laughed at himself: "You must be happy, don't wrong yourself. Also, I will not cause you any trouble in the future."

Jia Xue simply didn't know what to say.

But Li Zhengming didn't seem to need her to say anything more, because the phone had already been hung up.

Jiaxue held the phone, feeling a little lost.

However, she only has one person and one heart.There is no way to divide the relationship equally. In this case, one will always be favored and the other will be lost.

Taking a deep breath, Jiaxue told herself not to think about it anymore, he also hoped that he would be happy, didn't he?

At this time, Li Zhengming was standing in front of the window, holding the phone with his slender fingers, the knuckles were a little white.

After calming down for a while without moving, he made another call.

When he received this call, Xiang Hanchen was reading documents in the office, and subconsciously answered the call without looking at his phone: "Hello, hello." The voice was business-like and polite.

Li Zhengming said in a low voice: "It's me. I heard that you are getting married?"

Xiang Hanchen was a little embarrassed: "Well, yes."

Li Zhengming asked: "Do you have time? Let's talk."

Xiang Hanchen immediately replied with certainty: "Yes."

Li Zhengming wanted to say, let's make an appointment.

But in my heart, I was a little worried about whether I could maintain my calm and indifferent face to face.

So he sighed helplessly and said, "I hope you can do something. I don't want your answer now. You should write it down first, and you can give me the answer after thinking about it."

Xiang Hanchen immediately became serious: "What is it, tell me."

But Li Zhengming ordered lightly first: "It's very long, you can record it."

Xiang Hanchen was a little puzzled, but he did as he did, clicked on the recording, and said, "It's time to start."

Li Zhengming's voice was always flat, as if he was telling a story that had nothing to do with him.

Only he himself knows that the world in front of him has become hazy, which to him is actually a kind of parting.

Xiang Hanchen became more serious the more he listened, earnest and moving.