Chapter 8581 My little sweetheart (11)

His vision went dark, and Qiao Muyuan fell even further into the whirlpool of emotions and the black hole of memories.

When he was working part-time at the DS bar, wasn't it also the saddest time for her?

She had never been deceived before, and naively thought that people in the world were good people, and her parents protected her very well. But Ji Changmu broke her fantasy of life, and he lied to her.

He lied to her and said that he would always teach her, give her extra lessons, and become a teacher. But in fact, he never returned to the country after graduation. Not only did he fail to fulfill his promise, he also blocked her.

How afraid is he of her harassing him?

In his eyes at that time, she must have been difficult to deal with, crybaby, and difficult to coax, but for the sake of money, he endured it for several years.

What she thought was the happiest time was probably one of the most painful times in his eyes.

Thinking of this, Qiao Muyuan felt terribly wronged.

Ji Changmu would habitually sleep with her in his arms, pressing her little head in his arms to make her feel at ease.

But now Qiao Muyuan wouldn't let him hug him and insisted on pushing him away.

"The story doesn't sound good?" Ji Changmu took the initiative to reflect on what he had done wrong, "Which version do you want to hear? Let me see if I can make one up on the spot."

"Don't talk." She was angry.

Ji Changmu heard the strain in her voice and coaxed nervously: "What's wrong? Did I say something wrong again? Just say it and I'll correct it."

"You are not wrong. How could someone as smart as you be wrong..."

"..." Ji Changmu knew that she was angry, but wasn't she just fine?

For a moment, Ji Changmu was silent.

It's all that Yan Jia's fault. He did something bad and insisted on arranging those things.

Ji Changmu drank wine at night and already wanted to sleep. When Qiao Muyuan made such a fuss, he suddenly lost all sleep and hugged her: "I apologize, it's my fault."

Although...he had no idea where he went wrong.

Qiao Muyuan wanted to break free from his hand, but he was too strong. After some futile efforts, she stopped struggling and let him hold her.

Ji Changmu patiently coaxed her: "Ayuan, go to bed early, otherwise you will have a headache tomorrow."

"Ji Changmu, where did you go wrong?"

"..." Ji Changmu was stunned, how could he know.

"You don't even know where you are wrong and you apologize? You are really hypocritical."

The label of "hypocrisy" was thrown off. Ji Changmu had not heard this word from her for a long time. She used to like to say that he was a hypocritical person.

Ji Changmu has a big head.

Drunk girls are also a headache.

Why is he being hypocritical again?

Adhering to the principle of not quarreling with drunk people, Ji Changmu remained silent, since she would have forgotten all about it early tomorrow morning anyway.

He ignored her, which made Qiao Muyuan even more sad.

She didn't say anything either.

For a long time, there was no movement in the bedroom.

It was pitch black both indoors and outdoors.

Ji Changmu thought she was asleep and was just about to fall asleep when suddenly his hand touched the pillow and it became wet.

Ji Changmu was startled and hurriedly turned on the light, only to find that the pillow was full of tears.

Qiao Muyuan didn't sleep and was crying.

"What's wrong? A-Yuan." Ji Changmu hurriedly wiped her tears, "Why are you crying? Are you feeling unwell? Or... what did I do wrong? Tell me."

"Ji Changmu, when you were working part-time at DS Bar, and when you first went to study abroad, did you ever think about that little girl in the capital? Even for a minute or a second? Did you think about her?"

Through the light, she looked at him with red eyes.
Chapter completed!