My Third Gentleman

Chapter 700 Shocking Past (2)

"In the past twenty years, I have been fighting with you for everything, but what have I really beaten you? Now, my family is ruined, my dad is dead, my mother is missing, and my grandfather won't let me go back to the summer garden... I often ask myself, where did Xia Ziwei lose you? Why did I end up like this?"

Xia Ziwei shook her head, took a cigarette out of the cigarette case on the table, lit it, and took a few puffs, "There is no answer, I will not accept my fate, but this is fate."

With that, he threw the lighter on the table.

The sound of the lighter hitting the tabletop seemed to hit Wushuang's heart. She felt that today's Xia Ziwei was different from usual, and she felt a deep sadness.

Unlike the grief of the previous few days, it was a kind of sadness emanating from the bottom of my heart, and Wushuang was also infected in an instant.

"When I was young, I didn’t know that this kind of emotion was called jealousy. Anyway, I can’t see you. When you are happy, I am unhappy. So I always try to make you unhappy, and then I am happy. Of course, This kind of morbid happiness is not real happiness. To be honest, when you first came to Summer Garden, I liked you quite a bit, but then you become more and more likable, and I can’t like you anymore. You are always soft Just like Baozi, let me bully and not resist. Instead, I cultivated your tough temperament like a grass. The forbearance in you is something that simple and direct people like me cannot understand and tolerate."

The waiter brought a cup of coffee and, as Wushuang wished, a few exquisite sunflowers were drawn with milk foam on it. They were very beautiful, but Wushuang was in a mood but the sunshine didn't rise. She still politely refused to interrupt Xia Ziwei's words. Even if she only satisfies her desire to talk, she doesn't want to interrupt.

In fact, she didn't know what to say.

Xia Ziwei snorted a few more smoke rings, flicked the soot on her hand, watching Wushuang gently picked up the white porcelain cup and took a sip of coffee carefully, then gently stretched out her small tongue and licked the corner of her lips. I put down the cup again, and looked at the coffee floating on the top of the coffee, which began to change.

Xia Ziwei slightly curled the corners of her lips.

Wushuang also raised his eyes to look at Xia Ziwei. In fact, a very young girl smokes like her. When she saw that she stopped talking, she said, "Xia Ziwei, I don't understand, what kind of person I am with you? What does it matter? You hate it, just alienate me. Since you know that this morbid happiness is not real happiness, the more you hit me, the more forbearing and strong I will be. You know you can’t hurt me. Basically, but you still provoke me again and again, so you don’t see me well? The value of your existence, your happiness is not based on my misfortune, and it’s not always possible to step on me Can uplift you a bit, just like yours, you have everything, I am the one who has nothing, why bother?"

Wushuang took another sip of coffee. She was thankful that the order was latte instead of black coffee, otherwise, the bitterness of the heartache should be aggravated.

Xia Ziwei did not refute her words, and the corners of her lips became more bitter, "Yeah, why bother? But now I am the one who has nothing. Your parents are still alive, there are so many elders who love you, love your husband, and My best friend who has always been inseparable from you...Jing Wushuang, you are simply a big winner in life."

(End of this chapter)