Love Never Ends

To say that there was actually such a vicious mother in this world, if she didn't see it with her own eyes, she really wouldn't believe it.    

However, even though he hated his mother with all his heart, no matter how much he hated her, he couldn't resist that love …    

He was worried that Wen Ping would blame herself for her mistake, but as a filial son, he had been concealing the fact that he was addicted to drugs.    

"Rest?"    

It was just a simple word, but to do it, it was easier said than done!    

It had been four years. He had wanted to quit this addiction for a full four years!    

When had he not cut his own palm with a knife, let his blood flow to clear his head, and replaced his drug addiction with pain instead of wanting to suck it out as soon as he lost control of himself...    

And he, in the midst of his addiction, had been tortured miserably for four years!    

When had he not cut his own palm with a knife, let his blood flow to clear his head, and replaced his drug addiction with pain instead of wanting to suck it out as soon as he lost control of himself...    

However, after enduring these four long years, it was as if his drug addiction had taken root in his body, and there was no sign of him retreating at all!    

How many more years would he have to endure? At this time, even he did not know.    

He didn't even know whether he should continue torturing himself with pain or just simply … He would let himself be addicted to drugs, let it go, let it all go to waste...    

This kind of person, did he have the qualifications to talk about love and happiness?    

When he was suffering, would he let her heart suffer along with him?    

She could only watch as he rolled around in the drug addiction? She had to watch helplessly as he bled for her again and again …    

Even he hated himself for losing control of the devil, not to mention, it was her!    

What woman would be so stupid as to leave her life to a drug addict? Unless, that person was an idiot!    

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Zhixin lay on the bed, unable to sleep soundly.    

Time flowed past midnight, but she wasn't sleepy at all. All she could think about was Xi Shenyuan.    

What was wrong with him?    

If his body wasn't ill, then what exactly was that scene he saw today?    

In the end, Zhixin lifted up her blanket and got up from the bed. She turned on her computer and started to search the Baidu engine.    

The result made her even more annoyed.    

Heart disease, diabetes, a whole bunch of messed up diseases!    

With a "pa" sound, she impatiently covered her head with her hands. She squatted on the chair, hugged her legs, and rested her head on her knees. For a moment, she really didn't know what to do.    

Her fingers drummed on the tabletop again and again, showing how worried she was right now.    

In the end, he simply paced back and forth in his bedroom …    

"So annoying!"    

Zhixin couldn't hold it in any longer. She grabbed her hair, wrapped a thin coat around a hanger, and left the room.    

She shouldn't have gone over, right?    

It was already so late, not to mention that he was soon going to get engaged to Louis!    

Until they got into the taxi, Zhixin was still struggling mentally.    

She kept telling herself that she was just going to take a look and make sure he was all right before she came back.    

Zhixin pressed the doorbell, and the one who opened the door for her was Nanny Chen.    

"Miss, why did you come over at this time?"    

Nanny Chen was obviously surprised to see Zhixin.    

"Nanny Chen, did I wake you up?"    

Zhixin felt a little embarrassed.    

"No, I was just about to sleep when I heard the doorbell ring."    

As she spoke, Nanny Chen turned around and went into the dining room to prepare some water for Zhixin.    

Zhixin hurriedly stopped her. "Nanny Chen, don't be busy. I don't want any more tea." What about him? Are you all right? "    

"I'm asleep."    

Nanny Chen raised her head and looked upstairs. "Miss, you should go take a look at him!"    

Zhixin hesitated for a moment before she nodded. "Alright."    

She went upstairs.    

His steps were very light.    

It was as if he was afraid that he would disturb his sleeping self.    

The bedroom door was not locked. Zhixin gently unlocked the door and entered his room.    

Sure enough, he was asleep.    

The room was dark, and Zhixin could only see the blurry outline of his body under the blanket in the cool moonlight.