"I love you, I know you can't accept me, I want to get out, and I don't want to be humble in the mud." Cui Can said, and tears couldn't help but draw them. The corners of his eyes were red, helpless, painful and desperate.

"Tell me, how should I forget you?"

What he tried was that he was not a simple child. He understood worldly gaze. They were fifteen years apart. If he and Xu Yazheng changed their gender, it would be commonplace. But he was a man and Xu Yazheng was a woman. This relationship was destined to be talked about by others.

This is how the world is, because it is rare, so it is prejudiced.

If they were together, they would have more regrets and sympathy for him than pointed fingers, but what Xu Yazheng had to bear would be countless rumors. He thought that she might have been hurt because of her own.

Before he met Xu Yazheng, he never believed that one person could be crazy about another person who had no blood relationship, but he was really trapped in it.

He would feel empty when he could not see her; when he thought of staying away from her, his heart would be like a knife.

Every time she rejected him, he felt that the world had collapsed, unable to eat or sleep.

He also hates such a self, and he also hates such a lack of prospects and cannot control himself like this, but he has no choice.

"I love you, I really love you..."

In the night sky, fireworks bloomed, exploding, but they exploded like his heart, making him unable to breathe.

It is said that no one in this world can't survive without a single person.

Cui Can thought so before, but now he really feels that if he leaves her, he will not be able to survive.

Why is he so much younger than her? If he were a few years younger, would she be able to accept him?

Xu Yazheng was in a complicated mood. In her life in her forties, no man had ever cried so sadly for her, and never even had a man who filled his eyes with his figure like the child in front of him.

She is not just for the sake of worldly vision, but she is really not moved. She cannot delay such a good child.

But she had already said everything she should say, and she felt that she could not wake the child up at all.

Xu Yazheng was not happy at all because of her charm.

"You don't have to love me, or even like me. As long as you don't hate me, and don't reject me from getting close to you..." Cui Can's eyes were blurred with tears, and the light of begging was shining.

This is the eldest young master of the Cui family, the once proud and arrogant noble son. He stood in front of her, like a child in desperate situation. He longed for her to nod and give him a redemption.

But Xu Yazheng could not be soft-hearted, and she could no longer give this child any expectations.

"Xiao Can, no one can get all the people and things they like or desire. I hope you can learn to let go." Xu Yazheng sighed softly, grabbed his wrist, and pulled him tightly and pulled him off little by little.

He held her wrist tightly, like his life-saving rope, and the light in his eyes darkened little by little.

Xu Yazheng was in a heavy mood, but hesitated at all. When she broke away from him, she felt relieved.

She turned around and took two steps. Cui Can pounced on her from behind and hugged her tightly in her arms: "I will die, I will die..."

"You let go..."
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