Translator: 549690339
Ming Xiu put down the gun in his hand, and half of the gun was buried in the soft sand.
âMingxiu, because my aunt climbed into my fatherâs bed, 1 was forced to go abroad with my mother when I was a teenager.â
at that time, my life was colorless. I just worked, worked, and worked. I only slept for four hours a day, and sometimes 1 didnât even sleep for an hour.
As Huo qingge talked about the past, her expression was calm, and her tone was indifferent, as if she was talking about someone else.
Li beixiaoâs heart ached when he heard these words. He had never asked about Huo qinggeâs life before because he was afraid that she would be hurt when she thought about it.
Ming Xiuâs face was still dark. His eyes were fixed on the small and exquisite knife in Huo qinggeâs hand.
He had never thought that she would have a knife on her.
I studied English while working, and I made it through. My days were just right, and. could finally see a little bit of sunshine. My mother fell sick, and I fell into darkness again. Day after day, every day was filled with despair â¦
Ming Xiu didnât speak, but his eyes were complicated.
the night I saved you, 1 just started working at the bar. The first thing the head waiter told us was not to get into trouble, and I ran into you after workâ¦
at that time, you were standing on the wet ground and in the dirty back alley of the bar. If I didnât save you, you would have died there, right? â
Huo qingge questioned Ming Xiu. This was the first time she had brought up the night she had saved him.
Ming Xiu still didnât speak, but he closed his eyes slightly, as if he was nodding.
I was scared too. 1 wanted to run, but when you opened your mouth and spoke Chinese, I wasnât afraid anymore. Even if you were a murderer, I still wanted to talk to you because 1 really needed someone who could understand me and listen to me! n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Huo qinggeâs hand, which was holding the knife, trembled as she recalled the painful memories in her helpless tone.
Li beixiao had just taken a step when Ming Xiuâs men took two steps forward. He stopped and squinted at them, not the slightest bit panicked.
Ming Xiu still remembered that the first thing Huo qingge had asked him was,
â will you return to China? â
He shook his head. He was a wanted criminal, how could he return to the country?
He clearly remembered her lonely expression at that time and how pitiful she was.
âAfter saving you, someone came to the bar the next day to ask if anyone had seen you last night. I was very scared at that time, but 1 didnât say it. I just think youâre a good person.â
Li beixiaoâs lips curved up slightly. This woman had also said that he was a good person. Was it true that everyone was a good person in her eyes?
The way Ming Xiu looked at her had already changed a little. It was no longer so complicated, and it gradually turned into tenderness.
I just worked in the hospital and worked in the hospital⦠It kept repeating, and he kept living his dark days.â
I thought I would live in darkness for the rest of my life, that my life would never have any color.
I didnât go to school, I didnât have beautiful clothes to wear, 1 didnât have a birthday, and I didnât even fall in love â¦
until I met li beixiao, my life changed completely. It turned out that 1 was a surrogate for him. It turned out that we had a son and a daughter. It turned out that I could also have happiness, which 1 never dared to hope for â¦.