No more love.
No more love.
Tang Qiaoer couldn't lie to herself. Even the moment she said these three words, she still felt real pain in her heart.
It's just that she is used to this kind of pain. In the past three years of being married to Shen Jingjue, this kind of pain has been more painful than having this man accompanying her. She has long been used to it.
"Shen Jingjue, what's the point of asking these questions now? Are you still delusional... that I will stay where you are and wait for you?"
Tang Qiaoer narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, her eyes were fragile and broken. She rarely had such soft moments, and it was extremely distressing to see her, "I have been in love for thirteen years...there are many decades in my life." Three years...
I can’t stop loving you... I really can’t stop loving you anymore, and I’m afraid of you. "
Not only am I afraid of you, I am also afraid of the so-called love.
The intense pain seemed to pierce Shen Jingjue's chest, his whitened lips pursed, and all the emotions like a flood were blocked in his throat, making him unable to breathe.
He was shocked to find that he was extremely despicable.
A marriage in name only, he not only delayed her, but almost destroyed her as a whole.
"Tang Qiao'er...are you telling the truth?" Shen Jingjue refused to give up. He knew that he would be humiliated, but he still asked.
"Yes, when did I, Tang Qiao'er, ever tell lies to you?"
Tang Qiaoer laughed softly, the lightness of the clouds making him palpitate, "It was true when I said I loved you, it was true when I said I didn't want a divorce, and the tears I shed for you were also true...
So when I said, I don’t love you anymore, I naturally meant it sincerely. "
"Tang Qiao'er..."
Shen Jingjue's eyes were scarlet, and he held her hand again. He had a high fever, but his hand was as cold as holding a piece of solid ice.
No more heat.
"Shen Jingjue, I'm very grateful to you for saving my life this time... You saved me again, so I, Tang Qiao'er, owe you a debt.
In the future, as long as it is not an excessive request, I will return the favor to you. "Tang Qiaoer opened her mouth with a distant tone and harsh words.
It was obvious that after this time, she didn't want to have anything to do with him again.
Shen Jingjue wanted to say something more, but Tang Qiaoer was already leaning on his shoulder and fell asleep.
Her pretty and jade-like little face was red, her long eyelashes were fluttering, and her beautiful forehead was covered with sweat. She looked like a peaceful and cute little white rabbit sleeping in his arms.
The man's throat rolled up, his heartbeat was pounding, and he couldn't help but hug her deeper.
He had had countless opportunities to do so.
Now, he could only cherish this rare alone time and cherish it again and again.
It's your own fault, Shen Jingjue.
The walkie-talkie was no longer able to contact anyone, and the cell phone had no signal.
Although Shen Jingjue hopes from the bottom of her heart to spend more time with Tang Qiao'er, she is currently suffering from a high fever. If she is delayed for one night, she is likely to suffer from other complications.
Shen Jing felt very panicked and kept testing her hot body temperature with his palms.
For her, I feel uneasy.
In addition to finding ways to cool down Tang Qiaoer, he also had to find a way to send a signal so that helicopters and forest rangers could find them as soon as possible!
In the end, Shen Jingjue went out to search for a long time in the rain before finding dry branches, and successfully made a fire using the skilled wilderness survival skills he learned in the army.
He lit a fire at the entrance of the cave to serve as a distress signal. They also lit a fire in the cave to keep Tang Qiaoer warm.
The orange-red firelight shone on the little woman's palm-sized face, which was peaceful and quiet, making her snowy skin soft and smooth, without any red spots.
Shen Jingjue's eyes gradually deepened, and his eyes as hot as flames lightly traced her face.
"Surprise..."
Suddenly, Tang Qiaoer opened her dry lips in a daze and muttered the man's name in her sleep.
"Tang Qiao'er, I'm here."
Shen Jingjue's eyes were blazing and he knelt on one knee in front of her, "Is it warmer?"
"Shen Jingjue...you are...a big bastard!" Tang Qiaoer closed her eyes and hummed, having a nightmare.
The dirty hands were dishonest even in their dreams, so they raised their "little horseshoes" and gave Shen Jingjue a slap in the face with a snap.
It doesn't hurt. How strong can a sick cat be?
