Chapter 226 Han Jing, we are about to end.

Chapter 226 Han Jing, we are about to end.

Li Yuehu didn’t know how long she slept. She only knew someone picked her up and she opened her eyes in a daze.

"you're awake?"

Li Yuehu looked at the man in front of her quietly, and for a moment she hadn't come back to her senses. "Han Jing, why are you back?"

Han Jing paused, a hint of unnaturalness flashed across his face, but he still forced a gentle smile.

"You are at home. If I don't come back, where should I go?"

After hearing this, Li Yuehu did not speak a word, as if he had answered the question silently.

Perhaps it was because her eyes were too calm, like a smooth and flawless mirror that could reflect the ugliest and truest side of a person's heart. Han Jing didn't dare to look directly into her eyes.

For a moment, both of them were silent, and the air fell into deathly silence.

Finally, Han Jingxian couldn't resist anymore and put Li Yuehu on the bed. He leaned over to kiss her forehead, but Li Yuehu dodged him.

"Don't kiss me. You smell like Liu Ruyan."

He was not saying this out of jealousy or temper, but stating the fact, because Han Jing really did smell of Liu Ruyan's perfume, which was a bit pungent.

Han Jing froze for a moment, perhaps because he felt guilty, he stood up and said, "I'll go take a shower first. If you're tired, you can sleep for a while."

Li Yuehu hummed, then turned over and faced the man with his back.

At this moment, Han Jing felt even worse.

He thought that Li Yuehu would be unhappy, but he would rather she scold him or hit him than remain silent. They shouldn't be like this.

Han Jing took a deep breath and went straight into the bathroom.

Soon, the sound of water was heard. It was not loud, but Li Yuehu didn't want to hear any sound, so he covered his head with a pillow.

She opened her eyes, and after being woken up by Han Jing, she couldn't fall asleep again.

However, she doesn't sleep much and doesn't want to sleep, so it doesn't matter whether she sleeps or not.

Not long after, Han Jing came out, still covered in moisture.

"Yuehu, are you asleep?"

Li Yuehu was silent for a while, then said: "I'm not asleep."

Han Jing seemed to know that she was not asleep, so he was waiting for her answer.

"I washed my hair, can you help me blow dry it?"

Han Jing said this with a tone of desire that made people reluctant to refuse.

Li Yuehu turned around and saw that his hair was indeed wet, so he stood up.

They both knew that blow-drying her hair was fake, and Han Jing really wanted to be alone with her for a while.

So, after she agreed, Han Jing's eyes lit up, as if a glimmer of hope had ignited, and he picked her up from the bed.

"Yuehu, you are the best. You have always been so good. I love you the most."

"You love me the most, too, right?"

Han Jing said he loved her over and over again, and then asked Li Yuehu over and over again whether he loved her or not. He seemed clingy, but in fact he was full of insecurity, as if only in this way could he feel a little more secure.

"Han Jing, if you don't put me down, how can I blow dry your hair?"

At this moment, Han Jing held her on his lap, wishing he could melt her into his bones, so how could he bear to let her go.

"Yuehu, I'll hug you for a little while longer. It will be fine in just a little while."

Han Jing's voice was trembling, as if he was begging, and he was completely different from his usual self.

Li Yuehu looked at the man in front of her, not understanding what he meant. Did he regret it?

But what’s the use of regret?

"Han Jing, you don't have to feel regretful. Everything is my own choice. No matter what the result is, I can accept it."

Obviously, the fruit was bitter, and she had already eaten it.

Li Yuehu had loved and complained, but she had never regretted it, because Han Jing had truly loved her, and she also loved this man deeply.

All she could say was that they were not meant to be together and she was destined not to be with Han Jing until the end.

"Han Jing, we are about to end."

That day is getting closer and closer and it can no longer be changed.

Han Jing's eyes turned red, and he was very scared to hear such words. "Yuehu, please don't say that. This is too cruel to me. I will be heartbroken to death."

His voice was hoarse and his mood was getting heavier, but he held Li Yuehu's face and kissed her forehead over and over again, saying "I love you" every time he kissed her.

Li Yuehu remained indifferent and let him kiss her, like a lifeless puppet, without any emotions.

However, Han Jing said he loved him, but did he really understand what love was?

"Han Jing, do you really love me?"

Han Jing seemed to have hope when he heard this. He nodded vigorously and said seriously: "Yuehu, I love you. I only love you in this life!"

Li Yuehu was a little dazed and asked again: "What do you think love is?"

At this moment, the air seemed to freeze.

Han Jing's heart suddenly clenched, and he stared deeply at the woman in front of him, his eyes full of attachment and reluctance, and he spoke tremblingly:

"Love means that I will be restless if I can't find you; love means that I want to share all the beauty in the world with you; love means that I am willing to die for you."

Han Jing's voice was a little hoarse, and he continued: "Yuehu, from the moment we met, you have lived in my heart."

"Although it's hard to believe, I fell in love with you at first sight and I can't help wanting to get to know you."

"I know I have many shortcomings and I have disappointed you time and time again, but please believe me, my love for you has never changed and the person I love has always been you!"

Afraid that she wouldn't believe him, Han Jing became even more nervous and gently held her hand: "Yuehu, don't leave me, okay?"

"I promise you, I will use my whole life to prove my love for you!"

At this moment, Han Jing's eyes were full of expectation and pleading, as if waiting for a positive answer from Li Yuehu.

After hearing this, Li Yuehu was still a little confused and murmured, "So, is this love? But I can no longer feel it..."

She no longer knows how to love and doesn't know what "love" feels like. How can she continue to love?

"Han Jing, it's too late. It's really too late. Why do you always regret after you lose something?"

There is no medicine for regret in this world.

If there was no Liu Ruyan, if there were no disputes and suspicions, would they not have come to this point?

Unfortunately, there is no if, and they can no longer go back to the past.

Under Han Jing's shocked gaze, Li Yuehu actually slowly shed two lines of tears, as if mourning her dead love.

Han Jing panicked and used his hands to catch her tears, "Yuehu, don't cry..."

In fact, her expression was very calm, she was just crying silently, but it was like a heavy hammer hitting Han Jing's heart, making him feel unbearable pain.

"I was wrong, I was really wrong!"

Han Jing regretted it. He finally realized that he was wrong and he really wanted to make up for it.

"Yuehu, please, give me another chance..."

Li Yuehu looked at him quietly, as if looking at a stranger, and said calmly: "If you want me to forgive you, you must do one thing."

"what's up?"