There was a seriousness on her face that had never been seen before, and it seemed—it seemed different from what he thought. Intuition told him that what she was going to say next was the last thing he wanted to hear, and it was also the fact that he had been avoiding all along.
Even so, he sighed, and sat back at the desk again: "Well... tell me!"
Luo Xiaoberry lowered her head, took several deep breaths, and finally plucked up the courage to say: "Minho, I know you have done a lot for me, and I am also very grateful for all you have done to me... You once asked me, yes It's not because of guilt or emotion to be with you... I've thought about this question for a long time... "
"So, the answer is...?" Li Minho clenched his hands, pretending to be indifferent, and even smiled palely at her, "Tell me, I can bear it."
Luo Xiaoberry tightly clutched the hem of her blouse, gritted her teeth and blurted out: "Let's break up... I don't want to lie to myself anymore, and I don't want to lie to you anymore. If I continue to be with you like this, it will be good for you too." unfair."
After finishing speaking, she lowered her head, not daring to look at Li Minho again, waiting for his reply.
But the room suddenly became strangely quiet, and Li Minhao didn't speak for a long time. Outside the window, there is only the rustling of the leaves in the wind and the chirping of birds.
It was a sunny day, but the atmosphere in the room was so depressing.
After an unknown amount of time, Li Minhao said slowly, "I know...you don't like me anymore, do you?"
"Hmm..." Luo Xiaoberry's eyes flickered slightly, but she still didn't dare to look up at him.
"When did it start? Was it because of the entrance exam?" Li Minhao's face was terribly pale, and his thin lips were bloodless.
"Yes." Luo Xiaoberry nodded. It is undeniable that that matter is always in her heart.
"Then... are you in love with Ke Jingheng?" Li Minhao smiled wryly, and turned to look out the window, his brows were gloomy.
"En." Luo Xiaoberry hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded.
She didn't know when she fell in love with him, maybe it was the time he hugged her covered in sewage in his arms and said he wanted to keep her warm; maybe it was the time he said to her under the starry sky —everything he does is voluntary...
"I... got it, let's go." Li Minhao closed his eyes gently, and the long eyelashes covered the sadness in his eyes. On the edge of the corner of the eye, there are crystal tears flashing by...
"I'm sorry..." Luo Xiaoberry looked at her toes, and felt that she should say something to comfort him, but she also felt that no matter what she said, it would hurt him.
Finally, she stood there for a while, walked out of his room slowly, and closed the door little by little.
Watching her thin figure disappear into the slowly closing door, the tears in the corners of Lee Min Ho's eyes finally slipped silently along his handsome outline.
From today on, is she going to disappear in his world forever? He used to selfishly want to keep her by his side, but... he finally understood that love cannot be kept.
Gently opening the drawer, he tremblingly took out a butterfly hairpin from the deepest part—it was his fifteenth birthday present for her.
Because the butterfly hairpin from a long time ago is already a bit old. Only then did he realize that she hadn't worn that butterfly hair clip for a long time.