Alice was heartbroken. If he would get remarried, what was the meaning of what she had done. Then her sacrifice would become a ridiculous joke. Then who would she spend the rest of her life with.
"Let's go back." Alice said weakly. She was tired of such perfunctory words in other people's love. And now, she had become a teaching material, leaving the talk for others.
On the way, she felt lonely and speechless. As if she was tired of crying, she lay on the seat with her eyes closed. Jacob also breathed a sigh of relief. This was probably the last time they had such a long conversation. He still didn't want to speak it out. Let bygones be bygones. He didn't want to look into it anymore.
Even if Alice did something wrong, she had already been punished. Or this punishment was relatively cruel, but most likely, something bad would happen in one's life. Who had never been crossed in love. There was always someone who had to bear the pain, and no one could avoid it.
Jacob glanced at Alice from the corner of his eyes. It was really awkward to meet her in this way. However, Jacob, who thought he had made it clear, was still a little worried. It was said that women's jealousy was not something to be trifled with.
Jacob squinted his eyes. He couldn't get Sara involved. In the past, too many things had happened, and they had unintentionally hurt Sara. Jacob would never allow such things to happen in the future.
When they arrived at the gate of Alice's house, Jacob raised his eyes. Would it be unsafe to live here alone at night. He waited for her five minutes until he finally woke Alice up. Alice looked naive and innocent when she woke up. Jacob didn't have the heart to see that.
"Here we are. Go upstairs." Jacob said in a low voice. Even if he didn't love Alice anymore, he still felt guilty.
Alice rubbed her eyes. Maybe the next time they met would be far in the future, the unwillingness surged out from her heart. It was not until many years later that Alice realized that today was also an important turning point in her life. She just didn't know it at that time.
"Let me send you upstairs." Jacob raised his eyebrows. He was worried about the dark building, which looked unsafe.
Alice looked up, with tears in her watery eyes. Why did Jacob always arouse her desire every time she was about to give up. Even if it was just a one-sided thought, Alice still felt entangled.
She didn't know where the love started, but it kept going. No matter how it started, it shouldn't end. No matter how it ended, don't tangle with each other when it was over. Unfortunately, Alice could only do the first part. It was really difficult to let go.
Love is like playing a yo-yo. When you see it in front of you, you think you can touch it with your hand easily. But when you really touched it, you couldn't catch it. At the beginning, she could see and touch it, but at last, she couldn't see or touch it anymore.
Alice swiped the card and opened the door. Jacob followed behind her. Alice walked ahead, followed by Jacob. The two remained silent. It was as if he had done something wrong in his childhood and was caught by his parents. Jacob coughed awkwardly. They stopped.
"Is it safe to live here alone?" Jacob's voice was not light either, but just fell into the heart of Alice.
Some people were like poison, and a single sentence of them could make people irreparable. Jacob was such a person. It was like a miracle that he had such magic.
Stunned, Alice inherent pride was exposed. Even if she was in the rain, she had to raise her head arrogantly. "It's safe. The neighborhood is in good order. But I was a little scared when I came back from the garage in the evening."
"Why don't you move back to your house?" Jacob was confused.
Alice was stunned. Why not? At that time, she moved out of the house desperately to be with Jacob. Now she was abandoned by Jacob and then went back. She couldn't afford to lose her face.
Alice didn't say anything, but pressed the button to open the elevator. Jacob followed her into the elevator, which swallowed the two of them like a bloody mouth.
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