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Chapter 700 - 700 701 Goodbye (3)_1
Chapter 700 - 700 701 Goodbye (3)_1
?Chapter 700: Chapter 701: Goodbye (3)_1 Chapter 700: Chapter 701: Goodbye (3)_1 After painting her in his mind, Liang Chen suddenly didn’t want to linger here any longer.
When she had disregarded his pleas, seized the airline ticket Liang Yuan had given her, and fled to a far-off place, every time he thought unwaveringly of her, stepping into this area always put him at ease.
But now, crazily missing her all the same, coming here only made him feel like his heart was being shredded to pieces.
Liang Chen put on his coat, made himself presentable, stepped out of the glass room, locked the door, and stood on the side of the road with no desire to drive home. He began to wander aimlessly through the streets.
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The weather wasn’t great today. As evening approached, it began to gently snow.
Jing Haohao, observing the people who were rushing around, either going home or seeking shelter from the snow, continued to walk leisurely, keeping her own pace.
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As the snowflakes grew larger, Liang Chen didn’t realize how far he had walked. Only noticing that the scenes in front of his eyes were getting more familiar, he kept moving forward until he saw the hotpot restaurant where he and Jing Haohao had once dined.
He froze on the spot, recalling how he had once returned from Shanghai, intending to surprise her, only to find out she had run off to Shanghai to surprise him too.
When he found her at the airport, she meekly tugged at his clothes, murmuring that she wanted something good to eat.
He had wondered at the time, how could a girl be this sweet? It made him love her to his core.
But who would have thought, that docile girl could just turn around and break up with him, without a ripple of emotion.
Liang Chen swallowed his own saliva, pressed forward, and as he passed a gift shop, he recalled the Christmas day when he had bought Jing Haohao an apple there.
Oh, it was an exquisitely wrapped apple with a charming name – Peace Apple.
She held it in her hands, beaming so beautifully.
A slight smile curled up the corners of Liang Chen’s lips. Ignoring the snowflakes that had piled on his shoulders, he continued to stride forward with composure and grace.
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The ground was covered in a layer of pure white snow – its crunching underfoot creating a “creak-creaking” sound.
Jing Haohao deliberately picked spots where no one had stepped, she pressed forward slowly. Upon seeing a storefront that had lit up even before nighttime had fallen, she found the sceneries around to be a tad too familiar.
She slowly turned around, inspected her surroundings, and recalled that this was the route Chen had once taken her for a late-night snack after a concert. Because it was snowing, the ground was slippery, so he had carried her all the way.
Back then, although it was late in the cold night, she was resting on his broad back without feeling any chill at all.
She could smell the faint scent from him, feeling so peaceful inside. She had asked him if she had been treating him unfairly recently.
He said, Haohao, you don’t need to worry about these things when you’re with me. Just do whatever makes you happy.
He also said, my woman, no one else has the right to point fingers or make comments.
And he said, Haohao, you are the first and only woman I want to spoil in this way.
Who would have thought that, even after such heartwarming words that night, she still didn’t have the courage to hold onto him tightly.