"Afraid of me?"

Zuo Zhan looked straight into Xu Feng's eyes, and the low voice brought out a confusion that he had never felt before. But as Xu Feng's face changed in an inch, he felt like he was in his chest and used great perseverance to curb his faint trembling body, and then said, "You are afraid of me."

This time, he used a tone of affirmation.

"You are afraid that I will be a bastard one day, and when will the nerve not fit right? I will create the second Li Mengyao, the third one is warm, one on the left and one on the right. You are both upset and troubled, so I will try my best to break it with me now. No matter how I act, I will keep treating you well. Even if I kneel down and beg you, you will push me away with determination..."

"I've told you all the wishes right?"

Make a wish like a thorn in your throat.

She moved her lips, as if she wanted to say something, but the thousands of words finally turned pale at this moment and could only speak in silence.

Zuo Zhan closed his eyes in pain, stepped forward and pulled her arm firmly, forcing her to look up at him, "What you fear the most is not that I lie to you, nor that I hide anything from you, nor that I am a company, property, family, friends... What you fear the most is that I don't love you enough!"

"I'm afraid I'm just impulsive, or psychologically unbalanced, just want to get back to face and play with you again."

Zuo Zhan discovered that he really knows how to reveal his scars. He can no longer describe his mood. He can't tell which one is more sad or pain. He has long experienced the feeling of being hollowed out in his heart. Why should he be afraid of more pain?

Finally, I couldn't listen to the wish again.

She struggled hard, pushed Zuo Zhan away, took a big step back, but her steps seemed to be nailed to the floor and could no longer move.

Pu Wen looked at him powerlessly, his eyes numb and tired, "...I don't have the strength now, nor the mood to argue with you. Zuo Zhan, what you say is what you say."

The last sentence of Zuo Zhan just now was really like a pot of invisible ice water pouring on her heart. When we broke up, Zuo Zhan's words "Just just have fun" pierced her heart fiercely.

True love is worthless.

Who can understand that feeling even being ruined?

Puying Wuxin said anything more to him. Every minute and every second of the confrontation was torture. She just wanted to turn around and leave as soon as possible.

Zuo Zhan didn't stop her, not even taking a step forward. He slowly lowered his head. After a long time, he walked to the office door when he made a wish. He spoke in a low voice, almost talking to himself, "Is it interesting to talk lies with your eyes open?"

The steps of making wishes are slightly slow.

"In the past few years, too many things have happened, big and small. Make a wish, you touch your conscience and say, "When I didn't put you first? When life is at stake, when did I be greedy for life and fear death, and I made you have something to do?"

Every word kills the heart, every word crys blood.

Back then, someone was plotted against the branch in S City, and poisonous gas was everywhere. The wish was in danger. Zuo Zhan risked his life to save her.

On the way to the airport, Liao Dongxing's subordinates planned to kill Shuyou and his grandparents. Zuo Zhan and Yan Shiqi fought to the death to protect her from their car.

When confronting Liao Dongxing, Zuozha took the lead and used his own strength to calculate Liao Dongxing and forced him into a desperate situation. Only then did he make a wish and make peace.

She became sick and couldn't help but turn the world back. He gave up his dignity, lost his identity, and endured humiliation and knelt down.

Faced with Liao Jiangcheng's provocation, he knew that the other party was not right, he knew that the other party was trying to make things difficult for him, and knew that there were tens of millions of ways to deal with it, but in order not to let her get into trouble and ensure her life safety, he knelt down again...

This time and again.

It is said that human nature itself is selfish. No matter whether it is good or evil, selfishness is the essence. If a person does not punish himself for himself, heaven and earth will be destroyed. However, in the face of dangerous moments, when there are big troubles, a person can still violate his nature and disobey his instinct for another person. This is love.

A love that requires no language interpretation and no evidence of any action.

The hand that made a wish to put on the door handle was already stiff and the whole person could not move any longer.
Chapter completed!