Outside the villa, under the dim yellow streetlights.

Lu Jingci raised her head, her tears drying and wetting her face repeatedly, her reddened eyes filled with grief and panic.

Remembering something, he clenched his fingers, and tears unconsciously welled up under his eyelashes.

Just now, when Ningning pushed him out, he saw Ningning's eyes clearly—so cold, so angry.

He had a premonition that if he couldn't get Ningning's forgiveness today, she would never speak to him again.

No, he can't lose Ningning, he absolutely can't lose Ningning!

The thought terrified him, and he started banging on the door again until his hands were swollen.

Her voice trembled with sobs, and she soon burst into tears, pleading, "Ningning, please open the door, please, I beg you... please don't abandon me..."

He kept knocking, for who knows how long, but the door remained closed.

As darkness fell, Lu Jingci slumped down at the door in despair, but his hands did not stop moving.

His tears fell to the ground, one by one. "Ningning, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry... Please forgive me? I know you can hear me."

"I really didn't pretend to have amnesia to deceive you. I was just scared. I was scared that after you returned to the little world, you would remember that I had imprisoned you before. I was afraid that you wouldn't forgive me, and I didn't know how to face you..."

"That day, I was so afraid that you wouldn't forgive me. I wanted to commit suicide in front of the statue in the villa. But Little World told me to pretend to have amnesia so that I could keep you."

"I was wrong, I really did something wrong... I realize it now. Even if I was terrified at the time, I shouldn't have faked amnesia. I truly understand that I made a mistake. Please, please, give me another chance, okay?"

Tears blurred Lu Jingci's vision. As he spoke of the past, he became increasingly distressed, unable to suppress the pain and reluctance in his eyes. Large tears soaked his hands.

"Ningning, I really can't live without you. The night you stopped breathing in the hotel, I really don't know how I got through it... I couldn't go on living, and I kept thinking about committing suicide to be with you."

"I remember everything that happened when you traveled to the past. You saved me from a car accident when I was buying ice cream, you saved me from being hit by a shot put, and you even saved me from starving to death when I was a child... I remember it all. I'm really touched and I want to cry."

"That day, after you passed away, you were reborn. You returned to the little world and came back to my side. I am so happy that you can come back."

"I shouldn't have listened to the little world because of my cowardice and made up a lie. I really shouldn't have... But I'm so scared. I'm afraid of losing you. But I didn't expect that the lie of faking amnesia would make it even easier for me to lose you."

He knocked on the door, seemingly oblivious to the pain, and then two streams of clear water, like a heavy rain, pattered onto the steps, their sound abruptly cut off.

"Ningning, you were so good to me when I was a teenager, and you were so good to me when I was a child. You could forgive them for whatever they did. I beg you, please forgive me just this once..."

He bent over, as if something bitter was stuck in his throat, letting tears drip down his nose.

“I’m just like them, we’re all the same person,” he sobbed, his shoulders shaking. “But why are they so cheerful? Because they didn’t experience the dark four years of being rejected from going abroad after graduating high school.”

"Later, you pursued me for two years, then you didn't want to pursue me anymore and wanted to leave me. They had never experienced being abandoned after being pursued by you for two years."

"They've never experienced anything."

He buried his face in his arms, shaking his head and crying, "So, their love was brave and sincere. You liked their pure love, but you didn't like me..."

"In the past, my love was also brave and sincere, but you didn't love me."

"Throughout junior and senior high school, I always followed behind you. Even though you hated me, I just wanted to protect you... After graduating from high school, I was expelled from the country, and I kept missing you, spending countless unbearable nights."

Tears streamed down his face, mingling with his broken sobs. "Later, you pursued me, and I thought the sun had finally shone on me, but you discovered the secret room and still chose to abandon me."

"But then, you traveled back in time again, and you no longer hated them. They easily obtained everything I had never had... and even won your heart."

He burst into tears, unable to stop them, his desperate cries echoing outside the villa: "But compared to them, I have nothing, I really have nothing..."

"Ningning, I beg you, please look at me too, okay? The most miserable one isn't young Lu Jingci, nor is the five-year-old Lu Jingci, the most miserable one is clearly me... They all get your love, but I don't, not even a little bit."

"Even when I was faking amnesia, I was imitating how I was when I was a teenager... The care and love I received belonged to others."

His voice was hoarse, tears streaming down his face. His back was bent, and he suppressed his trembling as he crouched down and huddled outside the villa door.

"Those were all things I copied from others... I stole from others."

"I know I'm possessive, because I've lost you far more times than any of them. They haven't lost you, but I have. They haven't been abandoned by you, but I've been abandoned by you twice. I'm just scared, so I want to keep you with me forever."

"I was just scared..."

He hugged his knees with both hands, letting tears stream down his face. Gone was his usual fierceness; he was humble and lowly, pleading incessantly.

"Later, I found out that you were probably controlled by the system the night before your high school graduation ceremony, which is why you rejected my confession. I know it was all a misunderstanding."

"So, I've realized that I shouldn't have imprisoned you. You have a strong sense of self-respect and don't like this... I really have realized that, and I'm trying to change."

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have pretended to have amnesia. I truly realize all my mistakes, Ningning..."

"We've spent so much time together, I really love you... I can't live without you, Ningning."

"Let's start over, okay? Not imprisonment, not coercion, let's start from scratch, okay? Please, Ningning, give me another chance..."

It was cloudy tonight, and before I knew it, it started to rain. Gradually, the rain intensified and became a torrential downpour.

In the endless rainy night, the usually refined and aloof person was soaked to the bone, banging on the door incessantly until his knuckles were bleeding.

He looked down and accidentally bumped his forehead against the door, but he didn't even realize it.

The scene before me seemed to completely overlap with the image of Xiao Lu Jingci knocking on the basement door.

It's as if the image overlaps with that of the boy who got into a car accident while buying ice cream and collapsed in a pool of blood, yet kept reaching for the ice cream.

It was as if the image overlapped with that of the young man who kept praying to the gods and Buddhas to bless his lover, his forehead bleeding from kowtowing.

Endless tears mingled with his own, falling drop by drop. He knelt there, his broken voice utterly shattered in the wind:

"Please, just once..."

"Just this once, please... Ningning, I'll change."

"Please, can you like me just this once? Give me a chance?"

He cried uncontrollably, "Can you look at me now, just like you liked me when I was a child and a teenager? Ningning, can you even see me in your eyes just once... I'm begging you, Ningning."

"Even if I die, I will have no regrets..."

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