Can You Love Me?

It hurts more than when a bullet hits the body on the battlefield, it hurts more than a bone breaks, it hurts more than a dagger piercing the flesh.

It hurt more than all the pain he had ever suffered put together.

In this life, Jian Zechuan has never been in so much pain.

Jian Zechuan has never been a person who is afraid of pain. When he was injured before, he didn't say a word when he took the bullet without anesthesia. He felt that it didn't matter...

But this time, he felt that he couldn't bear it any longer. Man, he might really be hurt to death.

The pain made Jian Zechuan dizzy for a while, and made him... almost fainted at that moment.

The pain wasn't instantaneous, it was there all the time, and it was getting worse and worse.

The blood on Jian Zechuan's face was fading little by little, and his body was trembling due to the pain. He seemed to feel it. He felt that someone was holding a knife and cutting open his heart one by one. His feelings for Xin Ai were fully revealed!

Yes, he likes Xin Ai, he fell in love with that woman who has been lying to him, before he knew it, she got into the bottom of his heart, and she has been very tightly guarded in his area, and no one is allowed to get rid of him Where anyone outside enters, it takes root and sprouts, and grows up little by little.

When Jian Zechuan discovered it today, it was already a towering tree. He stood under the tree and looked up, but he couldn't see where the top of the tree was.

That feeling is actually not hard to find, it's just that he himself is too stupid, he is too proud, too conceited.

He thought that he could see through everything, that there was nothing he could hide from him, that he seemed to understand what love was like, but when his love came, he was at a loss.

Unfortunately, he found out too late and understood too late.

And, when it was least supposed to be understood, it was understood.

He didn't want to admit this bloody fact, so when Xu Chaomu told the news of Xin Ai's death, Jian Zechuan was afraid, his brain couldn't resist the news that would bring him great harm...so he chose to escape.

Because it was his refusal to bow his head in the past, and the result of his pride is that heaven and man are separated forever.

He always thought that if he didn't think about Xin Ai this year, he really forgot her.

In fact, it was just that he used deliberate forgetting as an excuse to escape, and that deliberateness was all an illusion.

After all, he is the most cowardly person in the relationship, because he never dared to admit that he likes Xin Ai.

Xie Shenzhou said that if you meet the right person, you will get married, because you don't know if you miss it, will you meet the next one.

And the right person is the one he likes.

Xie Shenzhou is right, if you meet someone you like, if you miss it, really... you will never have another chance.

In a person's life, he will not be so lucky forever, and after missing one, he will not be able to prepare a second one for you immediately...

Xin Ai said before, Third Master, you are my life, without you, I would really die.

In the end, she was really... gone!

If at the beginning, he could care about her even a little bit, if he could bow his head slightly, if he could... could have known that it would be the result now, at the beginning, he would never let go of Xin Ai's hand no matter what.

But it's really too late to say this now!

Jian Zechuan sat up slowly, and Mrs. Jian shouted: "Zechuan...Zechuan..."

"Let's go first..."

Jian Zechuan's voice was hoarse, as if after a while, Hun'er was just taken away.

After he finished speaking, he got up and went upstairs. No one lived there for a year. There was a thin layer of dust on the stairs. After he walked, he left a series of footprints.

In the past, he and Xin Ai had passed the stairs countless times. Jian Zechuan felt that every step was so difficult, and all the strength in his body was about to be exhausted...

"Zechuan, listen to mom, since the situation has already happened, you have to face it bravely, and life will continue...Zechuan..."

Mrs. Jian called Jian Zechuan's name, but he didn't look back and didn't stop.

Jian Zechuan pushed open the bedroom door, went in, and turned from the inside.

Mrs. Jane chased to the bedroom door and tried to open the door. She slapped the door and shouted: "Ze Chuan, Ze Chuan... Come out quickly, did you say something wrong just now... Mom told you Apologize...don't lock yourself in, mom is very worried about you..."

However, there was no sound inside.

Mrs. Jian burst into tears, she slammed on the door with both hands, her palms were red: "Zechuan, open the door quickly, don't scare mom..."

For so many years, from childhood to adulthood, Mrs. Jian has never seen Jian Zechuan like this now, lost in spirit, walking dead, as if, the moment he accepted Xin Ai's death, his soul was also taken away.

In Jian Zechuan's eyes, the son is confident no matter what he faces, no matter what difficulties he encounters, he will never be overwhelmed, his face will never show a worried look, he will always have the expression that I can control everything, He is cold, he is the flower of Gaoling in others' mouth, he is not stained with mortal dust.

But now, that arrogant and confident son, who was always calm and unhurried, locked himself in a small room.

Mrs. Jane remembered, the beast that healed alone.

Xin Ai's death, she knew it would have an impact on her son, but she didn't expect it to be so big.

Mrs. Jian used to say that her son was too scum, but now, she really would rather if Jian Zechuan was really a scum.

If you're a scum, you won't be so sad.

Mrs. Jian's face was full of tears, and she said to Jian Si in a panic: "What to do, Ze Chuan won't come out, you, Jian Si... Hurry up, think of a way, open the door, I'm worried about Ze Chuan...he I can't think about it..."

Jian Si shook his head resolutely: "No madam, the third master will never do such a thing..."

He believed that the third master he had been following would never commit suicide.

Third Master, he just...needs time to accept this matter.

Jian Si sighed, and said: "Ma'am, the third master... he blamed himself too much. He didn't know about this until one year after Miss Xin passed away. He... knew it too late... He could have had many opportunities of……"

Yeah, it's too late.

Jian Zechuan was lying on the bed where he and Xin Ai had been, thinking about the same words.

Too late!

Didn't see her heart clearly early, didn't protect her well, didn't catch up to save her, didn't catch up with her to deal with her funeral...

Originally he could protect her, originally he could save her...

But he didn't, he completely missed her step by step until it was irreparable.

The later he found out, the deeper the guilt and self-blame in Jian Zechuan's heart. It became a crime that he carried on his body, and it was his eternal... unforgivable!

Even if Xin Ai came back to life one day and said to forgive him, Jian Zechuan himself would not be able to forgive himself.

This is a wound in his heart that will never heal again.

In the future, no matter when I look at it, it will always be bloody.