"You're doing pretty well now." Han Yurou opened her eyes and looked up just in time to see his thin chin and deep facial lines. "I don't think of you as the Rong Jincheng you used to be. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Understood." Rong Jincheng's eyes flashed, "In the future, you will see a different me, a better me."

"Then I'll wait."

There was a light breath on her body, and Rong Jincheng, who had not kissed her for a long time, lowered his head and pressed a kiss on her lips.

He pressed her, kissed her, and felt her fragrance.

The midsummer sunshine shines in through the window, and there is a peaceful atmosphere in the living room.

Han Yurou closed her eyes.

This time is different from any other time, with gentleness and lingering, like the continuous drizzle in spring, which lasts for a long time.

Rong Jincheng's heart was beating so hard that he couldn't hold it back.

He really hadn't kissed her for a long time.

I miss her scent so much.

After a long time, he let her go.

Their eyes met, and there was warmth in each other's eyes.

Han Yurou's heart was beating violently. She carefully traced his face with her eyes. He had changed a lot. After attending military school for several years, she probably didn't recognize him anymore.

"Rourou, I will come back when I have time, and I will call you when I have time."

"Okay...I look forward to a better you."

"I will not let you down." Rong Jincheng kissed her forehead again, "I'm surprised you agreed, I was afraid you wouldn't understand."

"It's not the first day I've met you, of course I understand."

"Before I go to study, I will deal with all the things that need to be dealt with. I have submitted all the information I have about Pan Wenguang and others, including the Cui family."

"Where's Rong Jianguo?"

"After all, he has raised me for many years. I didn't touch him. Let him fend for himself."

"Why didn't he find you after he found out about you?"

"You're too embarrassed to come to me. When we broke off the relationship, we made a big fuss, and he even announced it publicly to the media." Rong Jincheng gritted his teeth, "I've never seen such a father. He doesn't deserve to be a father. If I become a father in the future, I'll be damned.

It hurts to let go of my baby."

"Come on, you are so childish yourself."

"No...don't you think I have matured and stabilized a long time ago?"

"Really? Then I will buy milk tea tonight, will you drink it?" Han Yurou said deliberately.

"Drinking milk tea has nothing to do with maturity and stability... But when it comes to babies, Rourou, please give me a baby, just one, I want one."

The expression in Han Yurou's eyes darkened: "I can't give birth."

The dimness that flashed in her eyes made Rong Jincheng's heart ache, as if he had been pricked by a needle and dripping with blood.

He swallowed, his throat sore: "I'm sorry...I would rather bear all the evil you did before. I don't know what I should do to repay it. Rourou, I'm sorry, it's me who has made you suffer in this life."

I can no longer be a mother. Every time I think about this, I feel that I might as well just die. I don’t dare to face it.”

He really didn't dare to face it.

But he also knew that there was no way to escape.

He would not escape, but he could not find a solution. This painful cycle made him fall into deep self-blame.

Han Yurou lowered her eyelids: "I have long accepted this fact, it's nothing."

Rong Jincheng knew that she was comforting him.

How could it be nothing.
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