Chapter 1053  : Can You Come with Me? (13)

After a while, Su Qing retracted her gaze from where the noodle stall used to be and turned her head to look at Qin Jiayan, who remained in the same position he had been in while he was driving and was now staring out the car window.

It was deep into the night, and not a single person could be seen on the school grounds. The entire world seemed utterly silent.

Su Qing could vaguely hear her heart beating progressively faster. She quietly stared at Qin Jiayan’s profile for some time before she looked away and said, “Jiayan, can you tell me now why you need to talk to me?”magic

As she spoke, Qin Jiayan’s long, curled eyelashes fluttered lightly, and he continued to fix his gaze on the empty spot outside the window.After she left me, I missed her more than once, but I hated her numerous times.

I had always assumed that her life was wonderful… I never could have imagined that her life was as bad as it is.

I would have thought that knowing what I know now, I would have silently gloated in my heart upon seeing her in the awkward state that she’s in… Instead, my heart aches, and I miss her.

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Actually, I have always missed her… I simply did not want to face it. If I had, I would have enjoyed my blind dates despite my mother’s and sister’s nudges that made them happen and their pressure on me to settle down and have kids.

And people did question why I never liked any of my blind dates despite having been set up with so many young and pretty women.

I told them that it was probably just my fate that the right one hadn’t arrived, but actually it wasn’t that fate hadn’t brought me the right one but that, many years ago, I had used up all my fate on a girl named Su Qing.

Only I knew that, even though she had married another man, I remained paralyzed in the same spot, waiting foolishly with the hope that she would return to me some day.

As these thoughts ran through Qin Jiayan’s mind, tears of sadness suddenly fogged up in his eyes.

“Su Qing.”

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Qin Jiayan suddenly spoke again and, after he said her name, he slowly turned his gaze away from the view outside the window to stare at Su Qing’s face.