Chapter 1156: Don’t Say Sorry

After dinner, He Xiyan talked with Yuanyuan for a long time and took several photos with her mobile phone. It was not until after nine o'clock in the evening that she stood up and prepared to leave.

When she just walked to the door, a pair of hands hugged her waist.

Then a warm breath hit her ears with a faint smell of tobacco.

He Xiyan was stunned and frowned involuntarily.

"Mo..." She was about to say something, but she heard the man's hoarse voice as if he had aged.

"Yanyan, stay..." Mo Yixuan pursed his bloodless lips, and in the blink of an eye, another tear slipped from the corner of his eye.

And this tear fell directly on He Xiyan's neck.

He Xiyan felt the warm touch on her neck, her shoulders trembled, and she felt a faint pain in her heart.

She pulled the hand around her waist hard, but the hand held her tighter, making her unable to move at all.

At this time, she heard his even hoarser voice again.

"Please, don't leave me, don't leave me alone to face the endless years ahead."

Mo Yixuan used the word "please". Now, he no longer has the indifference and pride in front of her. He can give her everything, money, property, and everything he has, as long as she stays with him, as long as their family can be together forever.

These years, without her by his side, he has never felt at ease or truly happy. He really loves her. It's just that he was too stupid and understood this feeling too late. He didn't know how to cherish it. He had been squandering her love for him. Until he squandered this love to the end, he realized how selfish and indifferent he was in his relationship.

He Xiyan bit her thin lips, her brows were tightly knitted, and her eyes kept blinking, showing her complicated heart and emotions at the moment.

She looked down at the hand around her waist, and a tear fell on her hand.

These hands led her through four years of youth, but they could not lead her through her life.

"Mo Yixuan!" He Xiyan sighed, turned her head, and met his dark jade eyes.

His eyes were full of tears, and so were hers.

But what was revealed in his eyes was apology, request, and desire. But what was in her eyes was apology, helplessness, and sadness.

When she loved him, she really loved him very much, but when she didn't love him, she really didn't love him anymore.

Mo Yixuan's heart trembled, and he reached out and grabbed He Xiyan's shoulder, as if he was grabbing a life-saving straw that could save him.

"Yanyan, is it okay?" Mo Yixuan asked nervously. She didn't reply to him, but she cried, she actually cried.

He had always ignored her during the years they had been together, and until now, he still didn't understand her, because he couldn't understand her eyes at this moment, let alone why she was crying.

He Xiyan slightly curved the corners of her mouth, and the smile she drew out was a little bitter. She looked at Mo Yixuan, and her voice was equally hoarse:

"I'm sorry."

She said softly, and then closed her eyes tightly.

The love and companionship he wanted were what she could no longer afford and could not give him.

Mo Yixuan's heart felt like it was whipped hard by a whip, and he almost vomited blood in pain.

He held her shoulders even harder, as if he was afraid that she would disappear if he let go.

"Yan Yan, don't say sorry!"