She always thought that the distance between her and Jiang Beiyuan was like the distance between the stairs of more than 100 meters, separated by thousands of meters of horizontal ditch and layers of barriers, so far away that she could not catch up even though she tried hard to catch up all her life. .
The original original.
The opportunity was always in front of her, and he was always there, but she never refused to turn around and look at him.
What appears to be a huge gap in reality is actually just a short distance away.
As long as she is willing to look back.
She finally understood why he went crazy that night and wanted her to call him "brother."
She finally understood why, during their first blind date, he hesitated to speak, his face was cold, but he looked at her with such sad and painful eyes, and spoke in a low voice:
"Because you look like my ex-girlfriend."
She finally understood how much bitterness and longing he had carried when he was drunk for the first time, his thin lips slid down to her ears, and he screamed out "Nian Nian".
She finally understood...
All his good deeds spanned the ten years of obscure time that he endured alone.
He said: "My ex-girlfriend was very poor at studying and had a bad temper."
He said: "You and my ex-girlfriend are exactly the same."
He said: "Nian Nian, I miss you so much."
He said: "Stay with me and never leave."
He said: "Do you really not know who my ex-girlfriend is?"
He said, "Maybe I'm complicated in your eyes, but emotionally, I like you, I just like you, and no one's feelings are more pure than mine."
Yes.
He liked her, just liked her.
After ten years of relationship, how could she let such an outstanding man wait silently for her for ten years
Her heart was riddled with holes, and all the pain came at once. She cried and ran, and finally reached the first floor. People passing by were looking at her, and they didn't care about that much.
She suddenly remembered that one night in midsummer, Jiang Beiyuan held her in his arms and sat on a wicker chair on the balcony, resting his chin on the top of her hair and rubbing her, like a child who relied on an adult.
And she looked at the light above her head, and a moth was hitting the light bulb.
She pointed at the lamp and asked the man behind her quietly: "Why do moths like lights so much?"
"Idiot, this is the light-chasing effect."
He leaned against her ear and explained coquettishly.
"Moths mistake the light for moonlight and use fake moonlight to identify their direction, so that they can fly in a certain direction until they finally die of exhaustion."
"ah?!"
She is an emotional person, and she felt inexplicably sad when she heard this...
"Then let's just turn off the lights. It won't have to hit the lights and it can live."
"That's what it's about."
At that time, he said in a deep voice, with an indistinguishable expression, tinged with emotions that were somewhat obscure to her.
"Moths are just like people. Without pursuit, there is no meaning in living."
"Are you pursuing it too?"
She became interested, turned to look at him and asked.
It has to be said that this guy was blessed with a good-looking face. The lines of his facial features are exquisite, and his handsome outline is hidden in a large area of light and shadow, half of which is bright and half of which is dark.
And this man, who was at the border between black and white, said "hmm" in a hoarse voice, lowered his head and continued to rub her hair.
"Now you've got it."
Already got it.
Yan Nian thought about this matter in his mind and collapsed.
It turns out that old saying is true—
Meeting you for the first time is like returning from an old friend.
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(End of chapter)