Chapter 700 Shocking Past Events (2)

"In the past twenty years, I have fought with you on everything, but what can I really win against you? Now, my family is ruined, my dad is dead, my mom is missing, and my grandpa won't let me go back to Summer Garden... I I often ask myself, where did I, Xia Ziwei, lose to you? Why did I end up like this?"

Xia Ziwei shook her head, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case on the table, lit it, and took a few puffs, "There is no answer, I don't accept fate, but this is fate."

As he said that, he threw the lighter on the table.

The sound of the lighter hitting the table seemed to hit Wushuang's heart. She felt that Xia Ziwei today was different from usual, and the whole thing was enveloped in a deep sadness.

Different from the sadness of the past few days, it was a kind of sadness emanating from the bottom of my heart. In an instant, Wushuang was also infected.

"When I was young, I didn't know that this emotion was called jealousy. Anyway, I just couldn't see you well. When you were happy, I would not be happy, so I always tried my best to make you unhappy, and then I would be happy. Of course, This kind of morbid happiness is not real happiness. To be honest, when you first came to Xia Yuan, I quite liked you, but then you became more and more lovable and I couldn’t like you anymore. You were always soft Baozi allowed me to bully you without resisting, but in the end, I developed a tough temperament like grass in you. Your kind of forbearance is something that a simple and direct person like me cannot understand and tolerate."

The waiter brought a cup of coffee. As Wushuang wished, a few delicate sunflowers were put on it with milk froth. It was very beautiful. However, Wushuang's mood was not sunny. She still politely did not interrupt Xia Ziwei's words. Even if it just satisfies her desire to talk, she doesn't want to interrupt.

In fact, she didn't know what to say.

Xia Ziwei breathed a few more puffs of smoke rings, flicked the ashes on her hands, and watched Wushuang gently pick up the white porcelain cup and take a careful sip of coffee, then gently stretched out her tongue and licked the corners of her lips. of milk foam, then put down the cup, looking at the latte art floating on the coffee that was starting to change, feeling a little regretful.

Xia Ziwei slightly raised the corners of her lips again.

Wushuang also raised her eyes and looked at Xia Ziwei. In fact, very few women could look as charming as her when smoking. Seeing that she stopped talking, she said, "Xia Ziwei, I don't understand, what kind of person am I to you?" What does it matter? If you hate me, just stay away from me. Since you know that this kind of morbid happiness is not real happiness, the more you hit me, the stronger I will be. You know you can't hurt me. Fundamentally, but you still keep provoking me again and again, why don’t you see me like this? The value of your existence and your happiness are not based on my misfortune, and it’s not necessarily the case that you trample me under your feet. I can lift you up a bit, just like you, you have everything, I am the one who has nothing, so why bother?"

Wushuang took another sip of coffee. She was glad that this time she ordered a latte instead of black coffee. Otherwise, the bitterness of her heartache would have been aggravated.

Xia Ziwei did not refute her words, and the corners of her raised lips became more and more bitter, "Yes, why bother? But now I am the one who has nothing. Your parents are still alive, there are so many elders who love you, and your husband who loves you, and My best friend who has always been inseparable from you... Jing Wushuang, you are simply the big winner in life."