Nicholas Tse’s last letter to Cecilia Cheung

Dear Cecilia:

Baby! Please allow me to call you this for the last time! When you read this letter, I have already left you. I know that I will never have the chance to say these two words to you again. This is the last letter I write to you. At this moment, my heart is like a knife, but I still have to hold back the tears for your choice. After writing this letter.

Some very unpleasant things have been discovered between us in the past few days. I have thought a lot and understood a lot in the past two days. I knew you were an easy girl. We both had complicated pasts. It can be said to be God's grace that we can be together.

I can forget what happened in 2008, because there was really no room for redemption at that time. Not letting go was a cuckold, and letting go was also a cuckold. It also shouldered the responsibility of the children and public opinion.

For Lucas, and Edison, my lifelong best friend, the brother who once beheaded his life. I have wanted to curse him viciously in my heart more than once, but my ridiculous dignity and so-called upbringing do not allow myself to do so. Or maybe, the truth I don’t have the courage to face is that if you are really that bad, If I still want to be with you, wouldn't it be worse? Saying those words itself not only insulted you and him, but also made me look down on myself.

God tells us to measure ourselves without criticizing our spouse. So, I can tolerate anything.

However, life is really not a piece of clothing. Once it gets dirty, it will become clean after being washed. I have always believed that a man can forgive his woman for everything she has done before! But it would be terrible if something like this happened again after getting married! Women should respect themselves!

Human beings are not grass and trees. In this immoral relationship, who can say that you are not sincerely in love? I always doubt other people's feelings, thinking that I am the only one who is invincible in true love. There is actually some love that takes root deeper because it is deformed.

I finally understand why you lied to me so much. Because the truth is that you can't live without Edison, and only lies can keep me. Before last night, I always believed that you and him would not have true feelings, just because of the emptiness and loneliness at that time.

Perhaps I was wrong from the beginning. It turns out that all this was just my belief, and I put an end to my own belief.

I asked you last night whether you had taken any photos with him. I have high hopes that humanity will not sink to this level. But you looked at me steadily and said without fear, no. So I smiled desperately, laughed, looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, laughing so hard that I couldn't stand upright... I gave you a chance to start over, but you ruined it with your own hands.

What did I get in exchange for my sincerity and hard work of trust? Lie after lie is lie again, deception after deception is deception again. Just because I pretended to be deaf and dumb again and again does not mean that I am mentally retarded. I chose to be patient again and again, so you think I have no dignity? I took out my heart and put it under your feet. I just ask you to trample on it carefully. With this short answer, I saw clearly my future destiny. The road to continue with you was full of thorns and eventually led to a cliff.

I don’t want to continue. I can’t be great enough to continue to enjoy being cheated, and I can’t be selfless enough to share the woman I love with other men. And this woman is even less likely to change for me. Even if we force ourselves to go on, the days to come will be just a hell on earth of intrigues.

You asked the question well, I am not a good bird either. I have done many bad things and owe many women. However, I am different from you. I will feel guilty if I do something wrong, and I will think about not doing it again next time. As for you, you keep making mistakes and denying them again and again. Lies are just air to you. If you are not allowed to lie, you will not be able to live for a minute.

In the final analysis, the world slanders me, despises me, bullies me, humiliates me, laughs at me, despises me, hates me, and deceives me. Who can really just tolerate them, let them, let them, Avoid him, be patient with him, respect him, ignore him?

I hope that you can turn around and find your way back. Since 2008, I have wet several pillows with tears and spent many sleepless nights

As men, we can accept general concepts, such as if you are not a virgin and you have had a relationship with so-and-so, These are fine. But we still cannot accept the too specific imagination. In particular, the roots of these associations come from people we were once familiar with.

Sorry, my level is not that high. I'm sorry for all the pain you've caused me. I can't forgive you. I'm sorry, now that I'm here, I can't go on with you any longer.

I will remember the night of March 23, 2002, after I got into trouble, our mutual support and comfort, and I will remember our tenderness every time. Thank you for all the joy you gave me, I will always remember it. I'll take good care of Quintus and Lucas.

You too. Come out of the memories, learn to grow, and I hope you can find your own happiness. All of this is just because: It's a pity that it wasn't you who accompanied me to the end, but we walked together but got lost at that intersection...

If there is a next life, let us avoid all uncleanness at the age of eighteen We started falling in love that year