My Alleged Husband

Chapter 1031: Chapter 893: Own Memories_12

”Can I speak frankly?” Luo Haoran looked at Xia Jing and gently asked.

”Of course you can.”

”To be honest, after listening to what you said happened between you and your boyfriend, I feel that both you and your boyfriend are at fault. Your boyfriend doesn’t understand you enough, and from your words, I sense that your boyfriend doesn’t trust you enough. I believe no matter what, your boyfriend shouldn’t have said that to you; it felt a bit insulting. But I also think that you went a bit overboard. I am sure that you yourself also feel that your boyfriend doesn’t trust you enough, right?” Luo Haoran said to Xia Jing.

”I admit, sometimes I do feel that Zhentian doesn’t trust me enough, and I also feel that he doesn’t understand me enough, not knowing what I truly want.” Xia Jing said to Luo Haoran.

”May I ask you, you say your boyfriend doesn’t understand you, but do you understand him? Do you know what he truly wants? Trust is built up over time, it’s not fully possessed from the start. Understanding requires you to delve into his heart, only then will you know if he truly loves you.” Luo Haoran said to Xia Jing, ”If you don’t mind, let me tell you a story.”

”Of course.”

”Actually, I also have a girlfriend, and I’ve argued with her too. Our situation is akin to yours and your boyfriend’s. Between us, I play your role, and she plays your boyfriend’s role. You know, my situation with my girlfriend is very much like yours. I once thought she would do anything for me, but in the end, I discovered I was alone foolishly standing still.”

Listening to Luo Haoran’s story, Xia Jing couldn’t help but ask, ”What’s your girlfriend’s name? She must be very beautiful, right?”

Luo Haoran looked up at the sky, holding back tears as he said to Xia Jing, ”Her name was Xiao Lian, she’s no longer here.”

Xia Jing apologetically said, ”I’m sorry, Haoran, I didn’t know.”

”It’s okay, Xia Jing. Do you know, you are much luckier than me? At least your boyfriend can sacrifice his life for you. I originally thought Xiao Lian didn’t care whether I lived or died. But unexpectedly, she ended up in a car accident trying to save me and never woke up again. When she passed away, she was clutching tightly the engagement ring I gave her. Xiao Lian has been gone for five years, yet I still love her, because I believe she loved me too but never had the chance to say it. Having someone who truly loves you is not easy. Sometimes, don’t be too strong-willed, for your toughness might hurt the one who loves you deeply. Sometimes choosing to forgive is better than being in unbearable pain.”

By the time Luo Haoran finished, tears streamed down his face, and Xia Jing watched Luo Haoran in anguish, contemplating, ”Did I really make a mistake? What would I do if Zhentian left me too?”

Luo Haoran knew that Xia Jing had taken his words to heart and said to her, ”Don’t always think it’s others’ fault; sometimes, you must see if you’ve also done wrong. It’s getting late, you should head back soon!”

Xia Jing knew Luo Haoran was sincere, so she said to him, ”Haoran, thank you, I know what to do now. Zhentian has done so much for me, it’s my turn to do something for him. I will return home soon and tell him loudly how much I love him.”

Hearing Xia Jing say this, Luo Haoran felt very pleased, ”That’s right. Don’t be like me; I may appear successful now, but how many people know my bitterness, exhaustion, and pain? Talking with you today lifted a burden from my heart, and I hope you can consider me your confidant.”

Luo Haoran gave Xia Jing a gentle smile, to which she replied, ”I’m happy to have a confidant like you. Thank you for today. Thank you for helping me quickly figure out what to do about my situation with Zhentian. You’re a friend worth having.”

”Whenever you have troubles, you can talk to me. Here’s my business card.” Luo Haoran handed Xia Jing his card, which she took and put in her bag after glancing at it.

”Alright, until we meet again.” Xia Jing smiled at Luo Haoran and turned to leave.