The rest of my life is only early summer

Chapter 173 The Never-Stop Missing
As smart as she is, how could she believe that he was in need of a female companion to accompany him to the banquet, so she agreed to help her.

Is it because of this that she never really hated him or complained about him from the beginning to the end.

Even if she is angry and sad, it is just a matter of the moment, she will always choose to forgive him automatically in a very disappointing and unpromising way.

In other words, she never really blamed him, hated him, or resented him because of what he did to her.

Even two years ago, after having sex with her, he said so many cruel words to her and did those things to her that trampled her.

At that time, she really hated him, hated him, and vowed never to have anything to do with him again.

She kept saying that she didn't want to like him anymore, that no one was allowed to mention him again, and she forced herself not to think about him again.

She still remembered that when she was in front of Lin Yijia back then, she said all the harsh words and made up her mind to delete and destroy everything about him.

It seemed that if she did it, she could really forget about him, start a new life, develop a new relationship, and like other people.

Such resolute firmness and decisive cruelty seemed to make her almost believe it.

I believe she really doesn't like him anymore!
But only she knew that what she said, forcing herself to delete everything about him, was actually all for herself, and it was something she had to do because she was persuading and forcing herself.

However, she is afraid, she is afraid that she will not forget, she is afraid that she will not let go, she is afraid that she will regret it.

That's why he cut the mess quickly and pulled Lin Yijia to force her to remove him from her life one by one.

Only she knew that, in fact, it didn't take long for her to forgive him, and there was still a slight pain in her heart.

What makes her sad is not what he did to her, but that he really has no chance with her, and that he really completely disappeared from her life.

She obviously could know his news just by asking casually, but she didn't dare to let herself know, she was afraid that she would be cheeky and ran to look at him shamelessly.

Therefore, she desperately kept emphasizing to herself in her heart how much she hated him, how much she hated him.

That's why she often turned up the picture of that morning to remind herself, remind her not to be stupid, not to be cheap, not to humiliate herself.

It seemed that as day after day passed, she could really forget him, she could really start a new life, and she could really fall in love with other people.

But only she knows that she has never forgotten him, she has never started a new life, and she has never had the ability to like other people.

Because, she never really forgot him, even she never stopped missing him every day, every minute, every second.

Until today, until a few hours ago, until he was hurt trying to save her, until he wanted to kiss her unkissed,
She really couldn't lie to herself, she had to tear off the mask she had woven for herself, and she finally let go of all her defenses.

She saw the blood stains on his shirt, and she heard the doctor talking to him. She was really panicked and scared, and she really couldn't pretend anymore.

The wall she built for him in her heart also began to collapse gradually, falling for him bit by bit.

(End of this chapter)