“Late, at that time, it was not so much that I didn’t believe you, it was better to say that I was afraid.” The man’s voice, in this noisy night, still slowly and clearly passed into her ears.
Her heart shook suddenly, afraid?
“I’m afraid I can’t really believe you, I’m afraid of what you’re calculating again, I’m afraid that when I open my eyes, you’re no longer by my side, and I’m afraid that I will hurt you.”
The seeds of suspicion were buried in his heart. Although he tried his best to ignore, he always ran out from time to time uncontrollably. Once he began to be suspicious, he would subconsciously be indifferent to her.
Every time she looked at the sadness that flashed in her eyes, or tried to hide his injury in front of him, he didn’t feel well, very, very uncomfortable.
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