Seeing Bai Ziyue's expression, Mahe and his eyes seemed to have already remembered something. A self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of their mouths. I don't know what they thought of, but a sad aura appeared.

He always felt that he was standing at the highest point, avenging himself and preventing other male compatriots from being deceived by this seemingly weak woman in front of him.

Moreover, he felt that this woman must have been condemned by her conscience, but now it seems that she has forgotten everything and remembers nothing.

This made him finally build a fortress and collapsed and shattered in an instant, as if what he had done for so many years had become a joke.

Because they don’t remember themselves at all, so why did they do all this?

For a moment, his voice was a little hoarse and tired, "Bai Ziyue, do you really don't remember me? You delivered me food every noon and placed it in the woods."

The woman pursed the corners of her lips and looked at Mah and thoughtfully, remembering what happened to her in high school. That was indeed the case at that time.

The man's hurt expression in front of her made her voice softer and said slowly: "I remember when I was in high school, I did put my lunch box in the mouth of the woods outside the school. Then when I was over, the food in the lunch box would be eaten by people, washed and placed in the distance. Could it be that you ate the lunch box at that time?"

"Didn't you give me the lunch box you put outside the woods?"

A flash of surprise flashed through Maher's eyes, and he looked at the calm woman in front of him in confusion. From her words, he even more surprised to find that he seemed to have misunderstood something.

"How to say this? Actually, I just heard the sound of someone reading in the woods, but I had never seen anyone inside. I put the lunch box there, but because my stepmother pretended to be gentle and kind to prepare the lunch box for me in order to show off in front of my father. In fact, there were a lot of chili in the food inside, but my throat was inflamed and I couldn't eat it at all."

"So, I wanted to throw away the lunch box because I heard the sound of reading in the woods, so I just put it there casually. When I passed there after school, I saw that my lunch box had been washed and there was a note on it."

Bai Ziyue paused for a moment, and looked at Mah and the opposite side, wanting to speak but stopping.

Looking at his gloomy eyes, it seemed that there was a problem between them that had been bothering them for many years, which caused him to have such a strong hostility towards him.

She pursed the corners of her dry lips, picked up the water cup in front of her, took a breath, recalling her past, and said with a clearer voice: "At that time, I thought it was a homeless man nearby who ate my lunch box, so every time I put the lunch box that my stepmother brought me. As long as I go back after school, I will have a clean lunch box there."

Mah and the corners of their mouths were full of self-deprecation, and they felt bitter in their hearts. They opened their mouths, but they no longer had the strength to speak.

He sighed softly, raised his head tiredly, stared at the plain white chandeliers hanging high on the ceiling, and after thinking for a long time, he asked slowly: "So, you just put the lunch box there, don't you know it was me?"

"have no idea."

"Then what do you think when you see the notes I leave for you every time?"

"Note? I have never seen it again except for the first time I have received it."

Mahyu was stunned and instantly dropped his head and looked at the woman opposite in surprise, "What? Have you never seen other notes I wrote?"

"I've only seen one, and I still remember it's like, thank you for your lunch."

The man felt a sense of melancholy in his heart, and the depression that had been pressing on his heart slowly dissipated with a long sigh, and the huge rock that had been pressing on his heart for many years finally fell.

It turned out that he was really thinking too much.

But when he thought of what Xu Jia said to him at that time, the man who had long been accustomed to using conspiracies and tricks had already figured out in his heart that he had been plotted against by that damn woman.

It's ridiculous to think about it.

It turns out that the hatred for so many years is a false scam.

I was deceived like a fool, and became a tool in the other party's hands. Now even my life has been calculated.

I suddenly realized and the clouds in my heart finally disappeared.

The hatred in his eyes faded away little by little. He raised his head and looked at Bai Ziyue with a clearer look. He faintly shone with a sense of guilt.

"It seems you're right. I'm really a slim man. Maybe this is what I've lived in since childhood that I've been making my current personality. I've been poor since I was a child, so poor that I don't have the money to pay for school and don't even have the money to eat. In order not to let my classmates laugh at me, I can only sit in the woods while studying while enduring hunger."

"At that time, the food you put there was a sunshine that allowed me to live. I thought I had met the most beautiful angel in the world. Every time I put your lunch box back in its original place, I would write you a letter. If you see it, maybe even if we don't become lovers, we will become friends."

Sometimes, no matter how smart a person is, he will get into the trap he sets and cannot get out of it.

And Mah and, obviously, are such people.

He is indeed very smart. It is not easy for a person without any background to reach today's height step by step.

But even such a smart person would fall into the trap of being trapped by others, and this deception lasted for more than ten years.

The more I think about it, the more ridiculous it feels.

A self-deprecating laughter rang in the room, without the harshness before, only the indelible sorrow and unwillingness.

Mah, who has been tilting his neck to be a human being, has been completely defeated at this moment, and tears quietly rolled down from his eyes.

He lowered his head, like an ostrich, and did not dare to look up at the woman opposite him.

He cursed his stupidity over and over again in his heart. He recalled his actions, except for regret, he was unwilling to accept it.

Bai Ziyue pursed the corners of her lips, not knowing how to comfort the crying man.

Although she is not a ruthless person, she still cannot extend her hand to comfort someone who is not friendly to herself.

No matter what the truth is, who is the real victim, she is the one who should cry.

So, her eyes were cold, and she held her hands and didn't say anything, just hoped that Mahjong could finish crying as soon as possible, otherwise she would not be able to continue her words.

The time they met this time was originally an exception that the director had opened for them, so we can't just waste it.

Unfortunately, when the door of the meeting room was knocked, the man did not stop crying.

Ten minutes later, the prison guard pushed open the door of the meeting room.

"Mr. Bai, the time is up."
Chapter completed!