Chapter 905 Xiao Qiao, Where Are You? (4)

Zichuan, I'm sorry.

I never knew that my willfulness eight years ago would have such consequences.

I never knew that you have shouldered so much for me over the years.

Zichuan, I love you.

I don't want our love to become a burden to you.

I can no longer face this love, because it is unfair to Mo Wuxin.

Zichuan, goodbye.

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It was a short letter, but Shen Liangchuan stared at the paper as if he couldn't understand it.

His eyes seemed to penetrate the paper and see into Xiao Qiao's heart.

He clenched his fists tightly and tried to regulate his breathing, but his whole body was still shivering uncontrollably.

His vision gradually blurred.

Finally settled on the last sentence.

Zichuan, goodbye.

Just like the call he made to Xiao Qiao back then.

Goodbye, Xiao Qiao.

Then, they really had no contact for eight years!

And this time, how many years will it be before we see Xiao Qiao again?

He tried hard to take a deep breath, but he still couldn't suppress the grief and sadness in his heart...

No one spoke in the room for a while.

Xia Yehua didn't know what was written in the letter. After Shen Liangchuan read it, she couldn't help but stepped forward and wanted to talk.

But just as he was about to say something, he suddenly stopped.

She looked at her son intently.

Shen Liangchuan had always been calm, and nothing seemed to be able to move his heart.

Even when he was kicked out of the Shen family eight years ago, he was still calm.

He is a person who never expresses his emotions.

This year, their mother and son had gone through ups and downs, and she had never seen Shen Liangchuan like this before...

His eyes were always as deep as the sea, able to withstand any brilliance and bloodshed.

But this time...

The sadness and sadness seemed to be unbearable anymore. They slowly leaked out from his eyes and slowly spread throughout his body.

He sat there, obviously still expressionless, but that emotion filled the whole room.

Let no one dare to speak and disturb him.

Xia Yehua stared at Shen Liangchuan, and the words he originally wanted to ask were stuck in his throat.

After a while, she looked at Shen Zihao and Xia Nuannuan, "Let's go downstairs first."

Shen Zihao and Xia Nuannuan looked at Shen Liangchuan, and they both nodded.

For a while, Shen Liangchuan was the only one left in the study.

Even in winter, there was plenty of anger in the room.

But at this moment, Shen Liangchuan felt very cold.

He looked into the room and his eyes fell on the sofa next to him.

In the past, he worked in the study, and when she was bored, she would sit on the sofa and read the news on her phone.

But now...

There was nothing there.

There is no one anymore.

As soon as this thought came out, it felt like there was a knife in his heart, slowly cutting directly into his heart.

Naked and dripping with blood.

He was still holding the piece of paper tightly in his hand.

She knows...

She knew the truth eight years ago.

Thinking about his guilt during this period, he couldn't imagine that if she was also extremely guilty, wouldn't she be able to bear it?

He clenched his fists and suddenly closed his eyes.

What happened eight years ago came to mind again.

That was something that only he and Mo Wuxin knew, not even Song Yuanxi knew...