Drifting Towards You

"I have loved him for many years, and loved him for many years. It has been a long, long time...so long that he is almost inscribed in my bones, and can't be erased and can't be forgotten."

"I used to think that the worst result of our life was probably that I always liked him and chased him, and he would always dismiss me. I thought that the worst was just that."

After the coffee came up, Xia Feise warmed her hands with the white porcelain coffee cup in her hands, listening to her carefully.

"But I never thought that life was far worse than that, because I never thought that a man like him would like a woman. I once thought that if there was, that person must be me, and it must be only me." Han Jingrong smiled bitterly, as if laughing at her stupidity and innocence over the years.

"But I was wrong, it was a mess. Did you know, what did he see and say in the hospital yesterday?" Han Jingrong asked Xia Feise with a smile, but there were tears in her eyes.

In contrast, Xia Feise seemed a bit too calm.

Looking at Han Jingrong's gaze, she warmly told her: "You know what he said was not his intention. He doesn't want to hurt you, but he just doesn't love you."

Han Jingrong was in a daze, looking at the gentle woman in front of her blankly.

She had thought of a hundred ways they would meet each other, either with swords drawn or with one party on top.

She pretended to maintain her composure, and she mocked and mocked her unlovable.

But none, they just talked quietly like friends for many years.

Xia Feise looked at Han Jingrong and said again: "I know you committed suicide two days ago, but no one will get what you want forever. You have to know, whether it is born noble or low as dust, everyone is destined in this life. You will experience pain and parting. After all, there will be times when you can’t get what you want. But no matter what, don’t forget to love yourself.”

A teardrop fell from Han Jingrong's eye sockets. She looked at Xia Feise for a long time and chuckled lightly: "But I only want him."

Xia Feise was silent for a few seconds, and slowly said, "I can't keep him if he wants to go, and you can't take him if he wants to keep."

Han Jingrong still doesn't believe it. If he abandons her mercilessly one day, would she still be able to say these things to herself so calmly.

"What if he doesn't want you?" Han Jingrong asked.

"Then I will let him go. I will cry and feel sad, but I will also be strong and cheer up." Xia Feise spoke softly, lowering her eyes slowly.

Maybe she is still a very selfish person after all, and the person she loves more is herself.

So no matter how hard it is, she will definitely survive.

She can die for him, but not because of his departure and not loving herself.

"Do you love him?" Han Jingrong smiled and asked softly.

Xia Feise was silent for a few seconds before whispering, "Love it."

Although I never wanted to love him, I still fell in love with him involuntarily.

She looked at Han Jingrong and smiled and whispered, "Actually, you know better than I am how easy it is for a woman to fall in love with a man like him, willing to live and die for him, and fall into reincarnation for him."

Speaking of Li Mubai, Han Jingrong smiled and whispered: "Yes, he is so bad, but so good. He is obviously a bastard, but he can't help but feel distressed. They all said that a woman can't easily feel sorry for a man. , Because distress is the beginning of love."