100 Days Of Escaping My Wedding
Chapter 377 Sorry, My Treasure

Chapter 377: Chapter 377 Sorry, My Treasure

He had always known that she would never forgive him, never trust him, so he had never hoped for her forgiveness.

But still...

Xiaoqiao was right, just because of that, should he give up on even explaining?

Perhaps what hurt her the most was not the physical pain, not the things that had happened, but the fact that he had never offered her any explanation from beginning to end.

Leaving her alone to wander between belief and doubt, at her most helpless and insecure, he did nothing, ultimately letting her become completely lost...

Xiaoqiao curled the corners of her lips, "Not wanting to drag the child down? Shouldn’t I be the one saying that? How do I know that you didn’t spend three years finding this place, painstakingly hiding your identity, deceiving me time and again, just to use the child to make me suffer more?"

"How do I know that your plan isn’t to make the child depend on me, unable to leave me, and then cruelly take him away from my side?"

Every word she uttered was like a blunt object stabbing into his heart, causing such pain that it nearly numbed...

So this is what she thought of him...

"Gu Hangshen, when I could see, I couldn’t see through you in decades. Now that I’m blind, I can’t even differentiate what’s real and what’s fake. Now, what makes you think I can trust you?"

Forgiveness is easy, just like the apologetic "I’m sorry," it only needs three words: "It doesn’t matter."

But to trust again, that is not so easy.

What’s called being invulnerable to all poisons is nothing more than a display of numbness.

When she could no longer discern and could no longer bear, her only choice was to escape.

The bitterness at the corners of Gu Hangshen’s mouth spread into a disaster...

Indeed, what right did he have?

What hurt the most in love wasn’t that she didn’t love you,

But that even though you love each other, you can’t love her.

To gaze upon her, but cannot embrace; to think of her, but cannot possess.

To walk, but cannot keep pace; to speak, but cannot gaze upon each other.

Even using up all the strength of a lifetime, overdrawn the luck of a lifetime, one is doomed never to get close again!

And then, to face the fading away with each passing day.

And all of this, he had brought upon himself!

"Gu Hangshen, if you want me to trust you, if you want to prove you truly don’t want to hurt me, then please take the child and leave my world, and never appear again."

This sentence utterly drove him into an impasse with no way out...

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"Hey, have you two finished negotiating? Xiaoqiao, can you help me dress this wound now?"

While the atmosphere inside the house was chilling, Long Yan had moved over at some point, standing by the door with a face like a mourner, as the "tomato ketchup" a mischievous child had poked at was now flowing even more cheerfully.

The corners of Gu Hangshen’s eyes sharpened, "Dress the wound?"

Like dressing his own, would she now dress it for him?

Long Yan was shocked, "Ah, what? Where did this whirlwind come from?"

Before Long Yan could regain his senses, he was already dragged away by Gu Hangshen.

"Gu Hangshen! Why are you pulling me? Xiaoqiao kicked you out, not me, let go!"

"Gu Hangshen, you’re not going to dress my wound, are you? Man to man should not receive such service! Please have some respect, hey!"

"Gu Hangshen, could it be that you’ve secretly fancied me for a long time? Let me tell you, I’m not that easy..."

"Gu Hangshen..."

Long Yan’s voice grew farther and farther until he was finally dragged away by Gu Hangshen.

The world finally quieted down.

Xiaoqiao slowly opened her eyes, stretching out her hand, gently touching her own cheek.

In her ears, the sound of Xiao Nian calling for mommy still echoed, the cheek still held the cute sensation of that squishy little face rubbing up against her...

She hadn’t had the chance to be thrilled that he was indeed her child, the treasure at the top of her heart...

All of this, she had already pushed away with her own hands just a moment ago.

My treasure, right...