He was afraid that he would lose control and hurt her again.

He didn’t know what to do, so he could only stay away from her.

Huo Jingchen couldn’t help but gently touch her cheek and whispered her name, “Qingqing… I miss you so much. ”

Sensing the stubble on his cheek and the cold temperature, Zhao Siqing couldn’t help but feel a little absent-minded.

In her previous life, he was more like an indestructible person who would only use the strongest means to get everything he wanted.

In a trance, Zhao Siqing thought of this life. She thought of how he would hug her and act coquettishly, how he would feel uneasy, how he would feel wronged, and how he would be afraid… …

He reeked of alcohol, so much so that Zhao Siqing could not be sure if he was still awake.

However, she could feel that he was hugging her tighter and tighter, as if he had forgotten that she was still asleep.

Huo Jingchen slowly lowered his eyes, and his eyes were filled with tears.

He was the worst person, so he did not deserve to have her.

Huo Jingchen could not help but think of this life, the way she smiled at him, the gentleness in her eyes, the way she acted coquettishly in his arms, the way she played with him… …

Could he not have all that happiness in the future.

He really couldn’t bear to let it go.

Huo Jingchen couldn’t suppress the urge to trap her for the rest of his life, but he wouldn’t allow this to happen again.

Huo Jingchen was a little lost. Could there be another life?

He had tied so many locks on the lovers’bridge. Would they meet again in the next life?

If they could, would everything start over again.

Or would he forget everything in the next life while she still remembered it?

However, Huo Jingchen thought that if he had forgotten, she would probably never appear in front of him again. She wanted to escape from him so badly.

He did not dare to die. He was probably a coward.

He could not accept that she had fallen in love with another man after his death. He could not accept that they would only be strangers for the rest of their lives.

Zhao Siqing could feel a warmth slowly dripping onto her face. She could not help but feel a little dazed. Her heart hurt so much that she could not help it.

In her previous life, when she committed suicide, she only wanted to be free. Her heart was like dead ashes.

However, she had never thought that fate would play a trick on her, allowing her to meet this man again.

Zhao Siqing could not help but think of the first time she met him in this life. He had a cold face and said harsh words, but he had already helped her to quell the rumors and slander on the Internet.

In the end, he would silently interact with her during her most difficult times. He would hold an umbrella for her without moving in the dark rainy night, and he would firmly protect her in his arms when she was thrown rotten eggs.

He would also protect her life without hesitation in the car accident, and he would even Kowtow and kneel when she was kidnapped.

He quietly fawned over Yang Jingqiu and protected Zhao Yancheng.

Even after she coldly chased him away, he would still save her when she was being hunted down by Chen Shixiong’s men.

The corners of Zhao Siqing’s eyes were slightly wet. A tear could not help but roll down from the corner of her eyes and mingle with that drop of his.

She remembered that he deliberately distanced himself from her and distanced himself from her because he was afraid that she would remember her past life. She remembered that he was afraid that she would hurt her, so he took a lot of sleeping pills and tranquilizers.

She remembered that he would hug her like a child and act coquettishly. She remembered that he would impulsively wave his fist at Lu Qian like a teenager. She also remembered that he possessed her crazily.

In the deepest darkness of the night, the hottest body temperature, the warmest embrace, and the secrets hidden in the deepest depths.