...After a while, I snorted coldly.

"You don't need to comfort me."

Xuan Yu glanced at Feng He, curled his lips slightly, and said nothing. The two men looked at the back garden outside the window together.

...

The early summer sun in Mexico is warm and rich, and it is sprinkled on the large white roses, just like a girl's delicate and fair cheeks, delicate and bright, making people unable to stop their palpitations at a glance.

a long time--

Feng He's breathing sank, subconsciously raised his hand and squeezed his painful throat heavily. His fingertips were almost undetectable and the unlit cigarette was still pinching between his fingers, because he had rubbed the wrinkled cracks even after using too much force.

He gently pulled the corner of his lower lip and smiled bitterly.

"I just suddenly don't know what kind of identity I want to face Xiaoli."

Suddenly, the man's low and dumb voice fell into the silent air, and the unresolvable depression also slowly fermented in the air.

Feng He closed his eyes, and the sunlight covered his eyelids with a dim shadow.

In fact, in his heart, his blessings to Xiaoli and Xuan Yu must be no less than those in the living room below, and he even hopes that they will be happy the most.

And these two beautiful people never owe him anything.

...

Love is a matter that is never proportional to the efforts and rewards. He once used all his life and enthusiasm to deeply love a girl who is as beautiful as a princess, and guarded her side like a dark knight, for fifteen years.

After such a long period of time, he must admit that he also had the desire to love and stay together.

However, the moment this wish came out clearly in his mind, he was severely strangled by himself.

The father's debts and sons pay, even if it was not his mistake, had nothing to do with him, but it would ruin her family and the person who pushed her into hell had an unbreakable father-son relationship with him in blood.

This is a bloody fact that he can never change.

And if he hadn't met her, the autistic and cowardly little boy fifteen years ago would have died long ago, under the dirty claws of being abused and tortured by his biological father.

So she rescued him from that miserable world.

But he knew that he was not the man in her fate.

So, many years ago, when she was crying in her eyes but she said that sentence to him with a smile, he made a wish in his heart, which was also his only wish in his life, and even became his lifelong belief.

She was able to stay with her like this, be her closest friend, or her warmest brother... to help her find her bright smile that once amazed her youth, and to protect her forever at all costs.

...

Later, the prince she was destined to appear.

Xuan Yu.

The man saved Xiaoli again and again, even betting on his life to quit her drug addiction for ten years, and experienced the most desperate and tragic separation of life and death together. Now they can finally fall in love happily and even give birth to a new and beautiful life.

This man did all the things he could not do for Xiao Li.

And only more or less.

Xuan Yu has enough powerful and terrifying strength. He will protect Xiaoli from being shocked and disturbed, and will never be distracted again. From now on, they will continue to fall in love.

Therefore, the only wish he made at the beginning was no longer necessary for him to work hard to see.
Chapter completed!