"Su Chen, Su Chen." Luo Qingchen picked up another bottle of wine on the table, shook it slightly, squinted slightly and said, "You are the most discerning person now."
When she first came to this world, she thought Su Chen was scumbag.
Now it seems that Mu Lichuan is nothing compared to him.
She probably no longer has the self-respect to confirm the truth or falsehood of something, or shamelessly ask about her change of heart.
In the past, there was a weight in her heart, and the name of this weight was belief.
After experiencing more than forty planes and thousands of years. She should trust the boy she loves no matter where she is.
Even if she hit the south wall and was covered in blood, she should have hit it at all costs.
But when the so-called 'not loving' Chi Guoguo happened in front of her, she found that she couldn't do it at all.
She couldn't do it when Mu Lichuan held the hand of another girl, and she could still rush forward to ask for the answer regardless of the risk.
Self-esteem can sometimes be worthless, but sometimes it can be priceless.
In fact, it’s not that she didn’t work hard.
No matter where she was drinking on the street at this moment, she was always paying attention to Mu Lichuan's activities.
She even sent people to follow him in whichever city he was in, but the news that reached her ears became more and more heartbreaking every time.
Mu Lichuan and Lan Zhi traveled together in Andorra, France, the United Kingdom, and Switzerland, from the northern hemisphere to the southern hemisphere.
They went to a lot of places, probably... and took a lot of photos.
After all, they both like photography, so it seems like a good match.
"I can accompany you if you want to get drunk." Su Chen looked at her eyebrows, a faint glint flashed in his eyes, and said with thin lips: "But can you not be so sad because of him."
Luo Qingchen snorted coldly and did not respond at all. Instead, he drank the bottle in his hand and said, "You don't understand why you can't be sad."
"I don't understand why." Su Chen gritted his teeth, with an unconvinced expression on his face. He directly opened the wine he snatched from Luo Qingchen with a bottle opener, blowing the bottle and saying : "Weren't you very free and easy when you left me? You found a new love almost in the blink of an eye. If you can do this to me, why can't he?"
"Such an obvious answer, doesn't Professor Su understand?" Luo Qingchen put down the wine bottle and looked at Su Chen slightly.
Under the moonlight, her slightly red face and slightly drunk look looked so charming.
When Su Chen looked at her, his heart beat faster unconsciously.
In fact, now he understands his feelings for Luo Qingchen better than anyone else.
Even though Lan Ting kept mentioning it in his ears, he only cared so much because he felt guilty.
Or maybe it's because he once pinned his love for An Qingyu on her, so it's so hard to let go.
But the truth is... he just cares about her.
There is no reason, but care emanating from the bottom of my heart.
"I don't understand." Su Chen took another bottle of wine, took a sip, put it down and said, "I used to think you were a little girl who worried about gains and losses but was very clingy. But after you left me, you fell in love with Mu so quickly. Li Chuan, it makes me feel that you are not who you imagined."
"Really?" Luo Qingchen sneered and said, "Perhaps Professor Su is more accurate in judging me before."
"Luo Qingchen—" Su Chen made an angry fist with his right hand and hit it on the table hard: "Then why can you forget me so easily but not him so easily?"
"Because I don't love you, but I love him." (To be continued)