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The man in front of him was still so gentle and handsome, still the one she loved deeply, but his eyebrows were full of pain, and his eyes were helpless and panicked, like a child who was afraid of being abandoned.

The man she loves, no matter what difficulties and predicaments he faces, can keep his face unchanged and talk and laugh, but at this moment, he shows such an expression.

Wen Ruchu didn't know how much strength she had to use to restrain her tears from coming out of her eyes, how much courage she had to use to open her mouth, and how much courage she had to use to continue to say cruel words.

"At the beginning, you didn't say it because you couldn't say it, right......."

Luo Heng's voice was mournful, even pleading, as if grasping at the last bit of hope.

How much Wen Ruchu wanted to hug him back, how much he wanted to wipe away his sadness and sadness, how much he wanted to return his smile

But......

She couldn't.

Once, she almost ruined him once. She had no choice but to ruin him a second time because of her willfulness.

"I don't love you anymore......."

A low, extremely suppressed voice sounded slowly, word by word, slowly, but also extremely clear.

Wen Ruchu's whole person seemed to have lost her soul, and her voice was extremely empty, but she still stubbornly repeated, "I don't love you anymore...... Luo Heng, I don't love you anymore, do you hear? Did you hear me clearly? ”

It seemed that he still couldn't restrain himself, and little by little his vision was blurred by the fog.

She remembered that year, Luo Heng broke into the dark room, opened the door, and the light that came in was the first ray of sunshine in her heart.

The eighteen-year-old coming-of-age ceremony was full of evil, filth, and filth, but this ray of sunshine helped her dispel it.

She still remembers that the first time she said I love you to Luo Heng was when she was in a bad mood, Luo Heng took her to the revolving restaurant, let her see the most beautiful night scene, and told her that she still had a lot, at least, he was always there, and his love was always there.

At that time, how much unhappiness could dissipate in an instant, she put her arms around Luo Heng's neck, snuggled in his arms, leaned into his ear, spoke sweetly, obeyed her heart, and blurted out, "I love you." ”

When she said this, she didn't think that one day, she would say that she didn't love Luo Heng.

How sweet I love you is, then this sentence, I don't love you anymore, how sad it is.

The decadence in Luo Heng's eyes covered the entire eye socket, as if the heavens and the earth were gray, no matter how big the difficulty was, he couldn't defeat him, but Wen Ruchu's words were enough to make him fall into hell.

He hugged Wen Ruchu's hand and slid weakly, that weakness stabbed Wen Ruchu fiercely, she gritted her teeth tightly, she couldn't bear it anymore, turned around and ran.

The moment he turned around, tears slipped down and burst out of his eyes.

Wen Ruchu ran out of the door, still unconsciously looking back, Luo Heng stood firmly in place, the whole person seemed to be instantly drained of his soul, standing in a daze, like a child who had lost his support, as if he had been abandoned by the whole world.

Wen Ruchu also experienced that kind of taste, the kind of taste that hurts more than the heart, and her steps can no longer move.

But she couldn't run back, she couldn't just give up her efforts, she could only hide in the corner, look at him stupidly, and accompany him silently.

As much as he hurts, she hurts......

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