Your Beloved Sweetheart Is Online

Chapter 1050 - 1053: Some People Can’t Forgive 8

Xia Jianqing knew that he could no longer say anything superfluous. Chenxing had always been a girl with a kind heart and broad mind, surpassing him in this respect.

The atmosphere turned cold once more.

Both of them silently drank for a while.

Chenxing glanced at her watch; it was about time to head back. Otherwise, if Shaocheng found out she had secretly met with Jianqing, he would surely have a grudge and be unhappy.

"Are you in a hurry to leave?" Xia Jianqing noticed her movement.

Chenxing gave an awkward laugh and fiddled with her straw, "What plans do you have for the future?"

"I’m not sure yet. My father took a share of Gu Shaocheng’s inheritance back in the day. I plan to return that money to Gu Shaocheng, so I’ll probably go to America to seek opportunities. I have many friends over there and am thinking of investing in something together," Xia Jianqing spoke candidly. "Please convey a message for me. Whatever amount my father took from him, no matter how many years it takes, I will repay it with interest. I know he’s always been ruthless in his dealings. I don’t expect him to forgive my father, but just that he doesn’t completely eliminate the possibility for me to maintain hope, to not let me lose my father completely. Is that possible?"

Chenxing found it difficult; she didn’t want to meddle in Shaocheng’s affairs.

Yet the pleading look in Xia Jianqing’s eyes was something she couldn’t bear to turn down, and she remained silent, not speaking.

Xia Jianqing waited before asking with a bitter smile, "Is it that difficult?"

"I’ll try."

"If it’s too difficult, then don’t worry about it. I’ll talk to him in person," Xia Jianqing quickly added, "I don’t want to put you in a tough position."

"Alright, I’ll try. But I can’t guarantee success."

Chenxing glanced at the time again: "I really need to go. Jianqing, in the future, we should no longer be in touch. Shaocheng wouldn’t like it, and I need to avoid any suspicion."

"I understand."

Feeling somewhat apologetic, Chenxing shut her eyes tightly, then, reopening them, she said, "There’s no promise of a future meeting."

The one I used to cherish, the current distant figure, in this lifetime, we can only say, "There’s no promise of a future meeting."

The color in Xia Jianqing’s eyes darkened, feeling even more bitter, as the only girl he ever loved told him "There’s no promise of a future meeting." And what right did he have to say goodbye? "There’s no promise of a future meeting."

Some things, unwanted, must be accepted;

Some friends, never wished to lose, must be bid eternal farewell;

Chenxing, when we were young, you quietly took residence in my heart. But fate has played its cruel trick; I never managed to reach your side. Now, I can only keep you in the softest corner of my soul. He parted his lips, and in his heart, voiced silently: Chenxing, I truly loved you.

But I can only speak of having loved!

For I am no longer worthy to say the words "I love you," a fate that has rendered me unable to utter them.

"Chenxing." His voice suddenly became choked as he called out her name.

Chenxing was about to leave, but stopped in her tracks when she heard his choked call, staring at him in a daze.

"Can I hold you for one last time?"

However, he received rejection.

"Jianqing, I’m very sorry."

"My man would get jealous."

Therefore, sorry, she couldn’t, not even for a final embrace!

He stood there, dejected, nodding his head, "Take care of yourself in the future."

Chenxing: "You too, take care of yourself. I hope you can live well in your own world."