"What do you mean?" Asked Burke.

"Nothing. I am just, "said Xavier, wiping the sweat on his face." I am just afraid that you will be partial to that Amanda. "

The look on Burke's face turned cold.

"Look, every time we talk about Amanda, we are in a bad mood." Xavier said with a bitter smile. "What's so good about her that makes you defend her like this. Do you really love her so much? "

"It's none of your business."

After Burke finished his words, he no longer spoke. Xavier snorted slightly, turned his head and drank silently.

A few minutes later, when Xavier thought that he could not get the answer of Burke, he finally heard him speak.

"Xavier, I don't Love Amy."

He was sure about the short message. After hearing that, Xavier turned to look at him in a daze.

"Everyone thinks that I love her, even you and Rose, but I know clearly that I don't love her at all." He looked straight ahead with an indifferent expression as if he was talking about something ordinary.

He might have tried to love her, but he couldn't.

He had always been clear headed and could not deceive himself.

"Then why do you protect her, provide her with food, shelter and pay off her mother's debt? "Xavier said the doubts in his heart, observing him with his eyes.

Burke took out a pack of cigarettes from the car drawer, his left hand groping in the drawer. After a while, he lifted his head and said to Xavier, "Help me lit up the cigarette?"

Xavier took out the lighter from his trouser pocket. The flame rose from the metal case with a click. In a slightly dark car, Burke was holding a cigarette between his fingers. He turned his head and saw the flame roll up the end of the cigarette. His face was cold.

He sat back on the seat and took a deep breath. The smoke rose before him and filled his eyes.

"Amy, she saved me before."

Xavier looked at him

had been weak and sick since I was a child. At that time, I just recovered from a serious illness, and my body was still weak. It's not proper to have a rest with so much noise in the big city. My father told the servant to take me to the

Town?" Asked Xavier. There was

me to go out. I was only allowed to take a walk in the small garden in the yard and bask in the sun. At that time,

little by little, he continued, "At that time, I felt the world was dark

broken short wall in the backyard

for a long

the wall was another house. It was said to be a

piano often come to the villa. It was at half past

of the piano was so beautiful, and it was the only comfort to him in his distressed

backyard. He lied there under the blanket and was in

thought that the person who played the violin knew he

of the wall and maintained

fell ill and stayed in the hospital for

the day he was discharged from the hospital. He insisted on running into the yard, regardless

was still playing. He was

finally knew the person who played the piano was

about to go out. He pressed the cigarette butt in his hand

the tall sycamore tree, his legs were covered by a blanket. As a gust of

and a soft female voice sounded behind them.

there?" She asked.

close and became close

her before, but he knew her name

only light in

away when the servant wasn't looking

a pool outside the

she liked to go to the pool

mind and found the pool according

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