"I've been following you all the time, in ways you know and don't know."

"You always do this, messing up my heart and my bed, and never come back."

"Why aren't you going home again?"

"Han Jingnian, why don't you go home?"

"Han Jingnian, do you know that I am really afraid that I will choose to let you go one day?"

The paper in Han Jingnian's hand trembled gently, the frequency became faster and faster. In the end, his fingertips were trembling so that he could no longer hold the piece of paper.

The thin white paper fell off from his hands and slowly floated to his feet.

He seemed to have not noticed it, staring at his fingertips in a daze, maintaining the posture of looking down at the lines of words on the paper, without moving.

Not long after, his chest began to fluctuate significantly, and his body slowly began to tremble with his hands.

He tried his best to control his emotions, but the overwhelming pain made him lose his composure before he could suppress it.

He thought he had already hurt enough, but he didn't expect that a piece of paper she threw away casually made him taste a more painful pain than usual.

It turned out that in the days when he had not returned home, she had been looking forward to his return.

It turned out that during the time when he didn't notice her, she had been quietly paying attention to him.

It turned out that when she was by his side, she had suffered so many grievances and pains...

turn out to be……

Han Jingnian couldn't continue thinking. He seemed to have lost his strength and suddenly fell to the ground in a mess. He looked at the white paper falling on the carpet, and he looked at the lines of beautiful handwriting she wrote on it. He couldn't help it, and his shoulders began to twitch bit by bit.

He always knew that he had been sorry for her for a while, but until now, he realized that during the time when he was sorry for her, he failed her with deep affection.

During the days when she was waiting for him to look back at her, she must have lived a very torment, right?

How long she had waited before she could turn back, but before he could turn around and hold her hand, she had already... left him.

He once said that he would protect her well and use his own life to protect her life, but in the end he still implicated her...

Han Jingnian raised his hand to cover his face, and big tears seeped out from his fingers.

He had never felt so heartbroken as he was now, so painful that it was so painful that he felt like a pair of hands tearing his heart hard.

…

On the sea about 400 kilometers away from Beijing, a speedboat floated in the deep sea, floating with the waves.

On the deck of the speedboat, there was a man standing. In the cold winter, facing the whistling and cold sea breeze, it seemed that he could not feel the cold and could not move.

Not long after, a jet ski came from the shore far away. The motorcycle was very fast. Not long after, it arrived next to the yacht. A woman riding the motorcycle was a woman. After she parked the motorcycle, she grabbed the guardrail of the yacht, turned over with agility, and jumped onto the yacht.

She took off her helmet and life jacket to reveal the tight wetsuit inside, then shook her long copper-red hair, wiped the sea water with a towel, and walked towards the figure standing on the deck: "Boss, I know you're here."
Chapter completed!