The Ten Years that I Loved You the Most ✔️

Chapter 70

The better Ai Tzuyu is to He Zhishu, the harder it is for He Zhishu to accept him completely. Not wanting to drag him down is one aspect, but another important aspect is that Ai Ziyu looks too much like Jiang Wenxu before.

    The gentleness when looking at people with a smile and low eyebrows, lightly writes down the deep commitment and love. The similarity is too shocking.

    He Zhishu remembered that when he was about to take the college entrance examination, his mother knew about him and Jiang Wenxu. The gentlest woman on weekdays picked up the broom and drew it at He Zhishu, Jiang Wenxu held him tightly in her arms.

    He said: "Auntie, I was the one who brought him badly, please don't beat him." He didn't hide, and forcibly stopped all the pain and anger of a mother.

    Then he leaned in He Zhishu's ear and said a sentence

    that He Zhishu has never forgotten in his life: "Don't be afraid, I am here." So He Zhishu's backbone can only allow him to never forgive Jiang Wenxu, but It is impossible to give up all the memories and affection.

    This is too unfair to Ai Ziyu.

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    Jiang Wenxu went to Anxian Cemetery the day before leaving. He knelt and burned paper money for the two old men for half an hour.

    He smoothed every piece of yellow paper and threw it into the fire, his fingers trembling uncontrollably. Jiang Wenxu seemed to be ten years old in an instant, his cheeks thinned, and he couldn't find the unruly and debauched shadow in his eyes.

    Jiang Wenxu's face was blackened by the brazier. He spoke in a low voice, as if he was afraid of disturbing the undead in the ground: "Uncle, aunt, I..."

    His voice was paused, and he swallowed and choked: "If I knew At this point, I must be far away

    from Zhishu from the very beginning..." Stay away from him to see that he has a better life, enter a good medical university, talk about a girlfriend, and graduate as a doctor. pregnancy. Even if He Zhishu may not be happy in the end, but at least... his misfortune was not brought to him by himself.

    He Zhishu's good, Jiang Wenxu knew that he was not worthy of it. He used to be selfish. After being complimented by Vanity Fair for a long time, he felt that he deserved to have all the novelties he wanted, so he played blindfolded, and he couldn't even remember what he played at home. But now think about it, if you don't have He Zhishu and stay by your side from the beginning, you can count as a thing.

    When the hand was empty, Jiang Wenxu realized that the paper money he bought was gone. He slowly returned, and banged his head a few times: "Uncle, aunt, I know you want to know books...but please, don't be like this. Take him away..." Jiang Wenxu didn't want to congratulate Zhi Shu for such a lifetime. The life was hard when someone loved him, and then there was no one to take care of him. He knew he would never be able to make up for what He Zhishu lost, but if he could do more, he would do more.

    1200 kilometers from Hangzhou to Beijing, every inch of distance is used to miss you. Zhishu.

    Jiang Wenxu looked down through the porthole of the plane, and the moment he could see nothing but the clouds, loneliness suddenly came. He once considered himself strong and fearless, but only because He Zhishu was behind him.

    Jiang Wenxu's acting skills are just too good, and his pretense is extremely strong. In fact, he matured too late. He Zhishu has always been used to him to tolerate him. When we first got together, even when he finally decided to leave, He Zhishu didn't embarrass him.

    The person who is always gentle, kept so many deserted nights alone, suffered so many grievances, and with a tragic illness, when he was about to leave, he just raised his head and looked at himself obediently and gave himself one. Such a tight hug.

    But he let go first.

    If you can hold on tighter every time you are about to lose, how many regrets can you leave in your life?

    When Jiang Wenxu arrived in Beijing, it was already 7:30 in the evening. Before getting off the plane, he felt the freezing coldness of the northern winter, and the cold wind blowing at night was a bit biting.

    Assistant Song came to pick him up and brought Jiang Wenxu a thick coat.

    "Where is Jing Wen now? Have you gone for your honeymoon?" Jiang Wenxu put on his clothes.

    Song

    Zhu thought for a moment , and seemed to have some impression: "Mr. Zhang hasn't left Beijing, and the new wife's grandfather seems to be dying." Jiang Wenxu glanced at his watch: "You go to the car and wait for me, I'll give Jingwen a call. Phone call."

    Assistant Song answered and helped Jiang Wenxu pull the suitcase out.

    Jiang Wenxu leaned against the wall, and he felt exhausted. After half a minute, he took out his mobile phone to dial, and called his friend.

    "Wen Xu?" Someone answered the phone immediately, with a few questions. "Where are you?"

    Jiang Wenxu lowered his head and pinched the bridge of his nose: "I'm back to Beijing."

    "Then..."

    "Don't ask," Jiang Wenxu Interrupting Zhang Jingwen, with the pain that I don't want to be mentioned: "Thank you for me a favor."

    Tomorrow Shuang will be more

    fearless and

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