He Is Warmer Than Time

It was his sin, and he should pay it back, even if it was a small amount, he wanted to make up for her loss.

"Zhou Nan, I'm sorry, I... I just didn't want you to be with the deputy brigade from the beginning, I..."

Zhou Nan was indignant: "Can you control Chu Xuan? How can you be sure that Chu Xuan will not poke this out? You are not sure about things at all. Do you dare to say that your emotional world takes my future into consideration? ?"

Zhong Huai's words are poor, and his lips are whistling. In the emotional world, he is selfish. What he thought at the beginning was that if the Dongchuang incident really happened, it would be a big deal for him to support Zhou Nan.

But he didn't think about what Zhou Nan wanted to do. He... didn't respect Zhou Nan.

He deserves it, he takes the blame.

"Zhong Huai, don't say the word feeling in front of me. You are not worthy, let's go, don't come to see me in the future, lest I can't control my fists and do things that hurt you."

It was still raining outside. He was standing in the corridor, with the cold wind blowing the rain behind him. On the screen on the first floor, he could only see his own face. She only pressed the talk button and could not see her.

However, her figure is full of rejection, full of hatred.

The future is ruined, and what is ruined is the future of his beloved. God knows how much he regrets. He can't wait to run all over the temples and kneel all over the temple. He wants to have another chance.

But... there is no such opportunity.

He just said mechanically: "Zhou Nan, can I make up for you? No matter what, I can give it to you."

Zhou Nan sneered, "You can't give Zhong Huai what I want."

"I'm sorry, Zhou Nan, I'm really sorry..."

Zhou Nan was on fire, opened the door abruptly, entered the elevator, hurriedly went downstairs, opened the door in the corridor on the first floor, and Zhong Huai, who was still in despair, was kicked and kicked directly into the rain. Inside, fell to the ground.

Zhou Nan was only wearing a sweater, standing in the heavy rain, looking at him angrily: "When will you be chattering? Let you go, why don't you go?"

Zhong Huai stretched out his hand to cover his heart, her foot didn't show any affection, she really hated him.

He struggled to sit up: "I just..."

He wants to make up, even if it is trivial, even if it is not of any use, he still wants to make up for the mistakes he made.

Zhou Nan walked over, grabbed his collar, and looked at him fiercely: "For more than six years, Zhong Huai, don't you know me? I, Zhou Nan, dare to love and hate, and there are clear grievances and grievances. You offend me. With me, you and I will not be at odds in the future, the main road will face the sky, and we will go on each side."

The heavy rain hit Zhong Huai's face, his vision was a bit blurred, staring at the person in front of him: "What should I do to..."

A punch hit his face: "Zhong Huai, nothing you can do to make up for my loss."

The next step was a merciless beating. She fisted to the flesh, as if she was going to beat him to death. She really hated him very much.

She hates people who arrange other people's lives at will.

She was always involuntarily arranged by her grandfather and father since she was a child, and now she is arranged by Zhong Huai.

Why?

Why do they decide other people's lives so wishfully, when will it be her turn to make the decision on her own?

Damn, each of them is terrible!

Zhong Huai was beaten with a bruised nose and swollen face, with blood hanging from the corners of his mouth. He did not resist, and he did not resist at all. He knew that she had anger and resentment in her heart, and he wanted her to vent.