After hearing He Rongqing's teasing words asking for a kiss, Qiao Qing felt that her self-deception had come to an end.
"If you can't love someone, it would be impolite to love them again."
At this moment, this sentence was always in her mind. It was Bai Xingwu who posted and deleted it late at night, deleted and posted it again on Yiyun, a circle of friends.
For some reason, her tear gland function seemed to be broken, and her tears of despair could no longer stop.
Qiao Qing turned around and ran into the passage, leaning her back against the wall, sliding down bit by bit and quietly, making only a small sound of clothing rubbing against the wall.
There is a chance if there is no confession, there is a chance if we are together and there is a quarrel.
Qiao Qing, are you cheap
It would be impolite to love again. It’s impolite. Do you understand? Do you understand? !
He clearly knew that his heart and eyes were full of her! Why should I give myself fantasies and hopes out of thin air
He never called "Qiaoqiao" again after he realized her feelings. He gave his girl enough sense of security from the moment he realized her feelings.
And the girl he loved deeply, even if she couldn't see him, was secretly running towards him where he couldn't see her.
Only two-way love is meaningful. What's the use of your unrequited love
Qiao tilted her head, hoping that He Rongqing was a passionate person, so that she could secretly enjoy his, if not only, love
But she knew that he wouldn't.
That's why he is so precious.
Qiao Qing didn't cry out, but she burst into tears. Fang Jie just stood quietly on the stairs, with almost no sense of presence.
Her heart is dead, and so is his.
This secret love between two people was created by them into an entanglement between four people. Once the lovers finally get married, the dream will wake up.
But Dream Weaver still feels pain.
Fang Jia glanced at the time. She had been crying for ten minutes. Numbly bearing the feeling of death, he walked towards her step by step.
Before he could help her up, he heard her crying voice, calm and desperate, "If you can't love her, it would be rude to love her any more. It's just fake."
Fang Jie seemed to understand the implication of her words. He wanted to arrest her and scold her to wake her up. He also wanted to accuse this ruthless sweetheart of his unrequited love, but he restrained himself for the first time.
"I'm sorry. I apologize for my rudeness."
Qiao Qing's head buried in her arms suddenly moved. She raised her head and looked at him with red eyes.
His eyes were calm and restrained, with some faint encouragement.
Qiao Qing suddenly understood what he meant. He was clearly saying, "Qiao Qing, I give up my selfish love for you."
"So, please give up your selfish love for He Rongqing."
Fang Jia took out a pack of tissues from his pocket and placed it quietly by her legs. His eyes struggled for a while, and finally he turned and left.
"Champion, waiting for you." Against the light, his back looks majestic and decisive.
At the subway entrance of Anseong Peak, Baixingwu and the other two people had already boarded the subway. Suddenly, a stampede happened around them, which frightened Baixingwu, who was not familiar with the world.
On the contrary, Xu Mu was extremely calm. When the accident happened, his sister-in-law on his left and his brother on his right calmly comforted them.
On the subway, Xu Mu was squeezed to the left and right by his brother and sister-in-law. He tried his best to free up a hand and searched the official website of Ancheng Sniper.
"Today's game started delayed by one hour. I hope we can catch up with Little Fat Meow's performance."
Xu Mu looked at the many missed calls on his phone and guessed: "The two of them won't meet in advance, right?"
Xu Zitu also took out his mobile phone and saw many missed calls and the latest message from He Rongqing.
Got in touch.
!
Would you like to contact your baby? What about us? !
If you can’t love someone, it would be disrespectful to love them again. —from Lin Dihuan
(End of chapter)