Chapter 844

How many people in their youths haven't been impulsive at least once? 

Real true love isn't capable of being selfish, it's accepting .

In the beginning, Qiao Anxia could only see the good in Lu Jinnian . It wasn't because she loved him though, or because she was jealous of Qiao Anhao, but rather she felt competitive and couldn't take the rejection lying down .

In the end, it wasn't love .

If she really loved him, how could she allow him to be conflicted for even a bit?

Because his sadness would make her feel much worse . . .

It was a pity that she only understood this right now .

Tears formed at the edges of her eyes but she forced a slight smile for Cheng Yang . It wasn't her usual bright stunning smile, it was softer, warmer, and more pure, just like that of a harmless child .

"Cheng Yang, if I knew that . . . in this life time I would meet you . . . I would have never allowed myself . . . to date to many . . . "

Qiao Anxia coughed abruptly, blood oozing out of her mouth, and her eyes grew visibly more clouded . She struggled to keep her eyes open, to look at him for a while longer, but she was never able to force out the last word "boyfriends" before they fell shut .

All her words now were the truth . . . She had once thought that Lu Jinnian was her one true love and since she wasn't able to obtain him, it didn't matter who she was with . She just wanted to use this method to tell him she could have anyone she wanted .

The ignorance of her youth . . . In the end, she regretted it only after finally finding the person she wanted to spend her life with .

If she could relive her life . . . If they could turn back time . . . If she knew that she'll find her one true love, she would have definitely, definitely been a good girl .

But sometimes, one can only truly understand the meaning of something once they experience it themselves .

Qiao Anxia wanted to look at Cheng Yang once more but her eyelids were too heavy, regardless of how hard she tried, she wasn't able to lift them .

At that instant, she started to feel afraid .

Would she die just like that?

Will she never be able to see Cheng Yang and Qiao Qiao again?

She . . . was already regretting it and feeling guilty . Today, she had come to "Bliss for a Hundred Years" to apologize, but how did it turn out like that?

Qiao Anxia struggled to open her eyes once more . It wasn't working, so she gave up and moved her lips, wanting to call his name . Yet before the words could be formed, her entire world sunk into darkness .

A teardrop streamed down her face, falling onto Cheng Yang's arm .

He trembled, tightening his arms around her limp form, and his forehead pressed onto hers . Even though he didn't cry out, his shoulders were trembling uncontrollably .

Yes . . . this was the woman he loved . Her name was Qiao Anxia . She wasn't the best and neither did she have a good reputation . She had had numerous boyfriends, to whom she'd given away her most beautiful youth .