Chapter 883


    After Channing left, Winnie leaned against the door and slowly slid down. Sitting on the ground, she


    hugged her knees with both hands and buried her head in tears.


    She clearly knew that this rtionship should not have started from the very beginning. It was she who


    had been delusional, vainly trying to get what did not belong to her.


    That was her fault to make Channing has ended up like this.


    He should have had a great future.


    However, it was almost destroyed overnight because of her.


    She didn''t want to dy him any longer...


    After sitting on the ground for an unknown period of time, Winnie raised her head and wiped away the


    tears on her face. She got up, went back to her bedroom and took out her suitcase to pack up.


    The moment she opened the cloakroom, she saw Channing''s clothes hanging together with hers.


    With red-rimmed eyes, Winnie took out all the pink sweaters she had bought before and threw them


    into the cardboard box, but she couldn''t bear to throw away Channing''s clothes and held them in her


    arms for a long time.


    The sweetness and warmth during this month came to her mind.


    She had worked away from home since she was in her teens. For so many years, she had long been


    used to living alone.


    Channing was a few years younger than her, but he had always taken care of her.


    He would never say anything sweet, and he was dull, but he would always express his concern for her


    with actions.


    Over and over again, she was indulged.


    She hadn''t felt like this even when three years ago, Chassell Barret had pursued her relentlessly and


    had been discovered that he was married.


    It was heart-wrenching and unforgettable.


    When she was with Chassell Barret, she could only be the beautiful and dazzling Winnie in everyone''s


    eyes.


    But during these days when she was with Channing, she returned to her true self.


    Winnie hugged his clothes and sat for half the night. Finally, she put the clothes in cardboard boxes


    one by one.


    And she sealed them, together with this rtionship.


    In fact, these beautiful memories were enough for her.


    But Channing still had a long way to go.


    It was the best choice for them to separate at the crossroads and return to their own lives.


    ...


    Downstairs, when the security guard was patrolling, he saw a figure standing in the corridor.


    The bitter rain on the early winter night wet half of his clothes, but he stood there as if he had not felt it


    at all.


    The security guard shook the shlight in his hand. After taking a closer look at the figure, he asked,


    "Chan?"


    As the security guard spoke, he put away his shlight and walked over. "It is midnight and it''s still


    raining. What are you doing here? Did you quarrel with your girlfriend again?"


    Channing moved his lips and said in a low and hoarse voice, "No.


    "


    The security guard had gone through it all, so he knew what had happened when he saw this. He didn''t


    ask further and said, "All right, don''t stand here. Come with me to the security room and warm yourself


    up. Don''t get sick."


    Channing didn''t move.


    When the security guard went to pull him, he found that his whole body was frozen.


    He was shocked. "Chan, you..."


    Channing looked up to the upstairs. In the end, he didn''t say anything and looked away.


    When they arrived at the security room, the security guard handed a ss of hot water to him, then


    turned on the radiator and pushed it in front of him. He said as he was blowing on his own hands, "I''m


    the only one on duty tonight. You can stay longer."


    Chuck took the water and only said two words in a low voice, "Thank you."


    The security guard found some snacks he usually stored and gave them to him. He also took out the


    instant noodles. "How about having some noodles to warm up yourself?"


    Channing said, "No, thanks. I''m not hungry."


    The security guard sat opposite him again. Seeing that he didn''t eat or drink, he picked up the cigarette


    box on the table, took out a cigarette and handed it over. "Do you want one?"


    Channing took it.


    The security guard lit one for himself and handed over the lighter. He said slowly, "Chan, listen, it''s not


    that serious for a young couple to quarrel once in a while. You''ll be fine in a few days. There''s no need


    to take it seriously. How can a couple not quarrel in this world? And they may quarrel more often after


    marriage, just like me and my wife. We quarrel every day, but our life should go on."


    Chuck did not say anything and listened in silence.


    As soon as the security guard started the conversation, he could not stop. "When my wife was first


    introduced to me, I was not satisfied because I was told that she was several years older than me. I


    was persuaded into meeting up with her, but who would have thought that I was impressed by her at


    the first sight of her?


    "At that time, we were not like you are now. For you, love is free, but for us, love needs the consent of


    parents. Her parents didn''t like me at first, thinking that I hadn''t even finished junior high school and


    had no future. I couldn''t make a lot of money. Their daughter could only live a hard life with me.


    "I couldn''t take it lying down.


    I came to the city with a few pennies. I did whatever I could to make money. It only took me two or


    three years to save enough money to build a house. Then I went home and married her grandly..."


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    Halfway through his words, the security guard noticed that the cigarette between Channing''s fingers


    was about to burn away.


    The scarlet firelight left a shocking mark on his fingers.


    "Chan, your cigarette! Your fingers are burnt!"


    Only then did Channinge back to his senses. He quickly stubbed out the cigarette and threw it into


    the trash can.


    He nced down at his fingers.


    But he didn''t feel any pain.


    He only felt that his throat was dry and rough.


    Channing picked up the water next to him which had already be cold and drank it up.


    After a long moment, he held the cup in his hand and said in a hoarse voice, "She''s a few years older


    than me too, but... she doesn''t think we''re suitable for each other. She thinks that I''m childish,


    impulsive, and reckless. I can''t protect myself, and I can also hinder others."


    The security guard sighed silently and patted him on the shoulder. "She''s worried about you."


    Chuck lowered his head. "I know."


    He continued, "But what she said is true."


    If he had had the ability to deal with the series of things, Chassell wouldn''t have been released from


    prison and things wouldn''t have happened like this.


    He never regretted his decision at that time, nor was he afraid of losing everything and bing


    nothing.


    But he did bring a lot of trouble to the people around him.


    The security guard said, "Chan, you haven''t graduated yet, have you? It''s a little too early to talk about


    this now. Since your girlfriend is a few years older than you, from her point of view, she must be having


    more in her mind than you do. Instead of arguing about these problems now, you might as well finish


    your education first."


    "When you graduate and your thoughts are gradually maturing, she will definitely not say that you are


    childish anymore. Maybe the problems between you two can be solved easily."


    Pursing his thin lips, Channing did not speak.


    He knew very well that Winnie did not want to see him again not only because the problems she


    mentioned.


    It also had something to do with Chassell Barret. She couldn''t ovee that hurdle in her heart.


    So, was two years enough for her?