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Chapter 510

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It's so rare that you've fallen in love with the right person, but unfortunately, he's not your possibility …

Song Qingchun's crying didn't show any signs of slowing down. Her hands, which were pressed against the table, were startlingly white.

"It's so rare that we've fallen in love with the right person. Even if he's not the last person she'll ever meet, I wish him courage and love someone else."



When Su Zhinian exited the café, he was greeted by the cool summer breeze.

Su Zhinian stood at the door with his hands in his pockets, listening to Song Qingchun cry. Then, he pulled out his phone to make a call. After he hung up, he raised his head to look at the dark sky before walking down the steps to his car with his usual composure.

He pulled out his car key and pressed the lock. The headlights flashed twice before he pulled the door open and got in.

She was still crying, and her cries were getting louder and louder.

He couldn't help but raise his hand to press on the left side of his chest, which was numb from the pain. It was not until he felt a heartbeat that he realized he was still alive.

However, the feeling of being alive was more like the despair and pain of being on the brink of death.

He was like a statue, maintaining the posture of covering his chest with his hand for a long time. Only then did he remove his hand from his chest and spread it in front of his eyes.

In the center of his palm, there were five bloody wounds. He had just scratched them with his fingernails.

No one knew how he had weathered her confession and rejection bit by bit.

It had only been ten minutes, but to him, it was as long as a century.

She had fallen in love with him … The girl he had met when he was eight, the girl he had searched for ten years, the girl he had missed so many times that he could not sleep, the girl he wanted to hug even in his dreams, the girl he had sacrificed everything for … had fallen in love with him …

What a fortunate and happy thing this is … but … do you know what? When he heard her confession, the pain in his heart made him want to cry.

The scene that he was most afraid of had still happened. He, who had never regretted anything in his life, regretted it so much that he wished he could give up everything to turn back time and not sign that hundred-day contract with her. He wouldn't have wanted to be her friend after the hundred-day contract was over. He wouldn't have … no matter how many times he said he wouldn't have made up for it.

It was his selfishness that had harmed her.

Su Zhinian's heart felt like it was being squeezed by something, and the pain caused the blood to drain from his face.

Even in his dreams, he had hoped that she would have him in her eyes. He had finally waited for this day in his lifetime, but all he could do was coldly reject her.

It turned out that knowing that she loved him but not being able to accept it was far more painful and torturous than knowing that he loved her deeply and that she didn't have him in her eyes.

They loved each other, but they couldn't stay together.

When those words floated through Su Zhinian's mind, his whole body shook, and he raised his hands to cover his face.

At one o 'clock in the morning, Beijing was exceptionally quiet. Her cries hadn't stopped and continuously drilled into his ears.

He clearly knew that listening to her cry was torture to him, but he still listened to her cry in such a self-torturing manner.

She cried so miserably … In this world, the person he wanted to protect the most had been hurt the most by him.

His fingertips, which were covering his face, began to tremble slightly. A drop of moisture, mixed with the blood that flowed from his palm, seeped out from between his fingers.

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