"No more talk about this, okay?"

Zuo Zhan rubbed his eyebrows with one hand to relieve his emotions, and his deep eyes returned to a little clear-headed. "I'll make some food, you should be hungry, eat something."

"Zuo Zhan." Xun called Zuo Zhan, who was about to go to the kitchen.

Zuo Zhan turned around and looked at the complex and cold expression of making wishes. He suddenly felt a bad premonition in his heart. He didn't want to hear a word of the following words in his subconscious mind.

But before Zuo Zhan said anything, the wish had already spoken smoothly, "I don't have the mood and the strength to argue with you again. What if I like it or not? Do I make a living by this? Do you live by this? If you have feelings, there is something, and if you don't have it, we are all businessmen, and we focus on profitability. When you can't afford it, you should stop the loss in time."

"A decade of love can't be abandoned overnight. No one can do it if you say it's over, but I'm stuck in front of you and don't think about the future. Is this possible? You and I understand the truth, and there is no need for me to say anything else, right?"

Zuo Zhan would rather she lose her temper as fiercely as she had just now, scolding him and beating him emotionally than she would say this calmly.

He had long felt the lethality of words.

But there has never been a moment of heart-wrenching pain as it is now.

Zuo Zhan's heart was broken. Whenever he thought of everything that had happened, the various harms he suffered from wishing, regret and annoyance were like a sharp sword that ravaged his internal organs. At this moment, every word and sentence also warned him a bloody fact--he had completely lost his wish.

Regardless of whether he admits it or not, or what he will do, this fact cannot be changed.

He made a wish to close his hair, looked at a certain person with a side face and sighed, "I told you the truth, maybe I won't choose a new relationship for the time being, but this doesn't mean anything. In the future, we will meet the most suitable beloved man sooner or later, but we will never be each other."

At this moment, the wish was extremely clear that this domineering man in her heart had never given up for a moment, but this feeling was no longer the passionate recklessness that he had back then. It turned into a shackle, a nostalgia, and even a habit. He forced the wish to give up because he could only admit defeat because he was afraid of losing and hurt, and he dared not have it again.

She had fallen into him many times. She could no longer trust Zuo Zhan, nor could she bear the heart-wrenching pain, and could only force her to make a wise choice.

Zuo Zhan's heart was broken, his tight hands were white, and his joints were staring at Make Wishes deeply, his scarlet eyes were filled with pain, "In other words, you will never forgive me again in your life, right?"

"No matter what I do or say, even if I swear with my life and use everything from the Zuo family as proof, you will not believe me again?"

Zuo Zhan's voice that had been controlling was dull and his thin lips were stuttering.

Make Wishes curled up your fingers, "Yes."

Zuo Zhan fell heavily on the wall, and the dull sound seemed to hit the hearts of the two of them, "If you don't hate me, you won't forgive me. Make a wish and make a wish, you really make me worse than death."

She completely lost her. As time goes by, his weight in making a wish will decrease, until it disappears. One day, she even heard the name "Zuo Zhan" again, and she would only say calmly, once a friend...

He wants to torture every minute and every second in this long time, enjoy endless loneliness, watch her fall in love, get married, and have children... She will have a perfect life, and there is no other place in this life.

Is there anything that hurts more than this punishment?

No love, no hatred.

A wish will be free sooner or later.

And what about him?
Chapter completed!