Ting Shuang closed the door and said to Liang Zhengxuan: "Just say what you want to say, and say it all at once. But everything has been for many years, and there is no next time for anything, so don't say it over and over again. You are always like this. Come over, I'm really annoyed."
Liang Zhengxuan endured it, and said in a low voice, "I know I was wrong. I promise, as long as you forgive me this time—" Ting Shuang interrupted impatiently: "Liang Zhengxuan, let me tell you this, I I was with you at the age of seventeen, and it has been seven years now. If I forgive you because I can’t bear these seven years, and then I will be with you for twenty years, if you give me this one more time, I have to forgive you even more. At that time, what kind of bird do I have to be green?"
Liang Zhengxuan said a little irritably: "Don't deny it for the next few decades just because of one time? You haven't been with me for 20 years, how do you know that I will do it again? Can you not forget about what never happened? ?"
Ting Shuang sneered and said, "dogs can't stop eating shit. Why, don't you let me mention it now? Let me tell you, with me, this matter can't be turned over. "
"Tingshuang, with your temper, who can stand it?" Liang Zhengxuan pointed to the door of Tingshuang's house and said, "I'm used to it, what about him? Can he stand it? He can stand it today, in two months Look again? With so long together, who wouldn't make a mistake? I'll put it here today, it's the same for you, it's impossible for nothing to happen."
"Finished?" Ting Shuang pointed at the door with his chin, "Go away when you're done."
"Can you get rid of the habit of calling people to get out of the way—" Liang Zhengxuan closed his eyes, suppressed his anger, and said in a slow voice, "Xiao Shuang, calm down for a while and think about it more, okay?"
little cream.
In an instant, Ting Shuang remembered a lot of things from the past.
He stood silently for a while before saying, "I don't want to make things like this. Zheng Xuan, I know I have a bad temper, and you have always tolerated me, but I... You know that I am a very small-minded person, and I hold grudges, even if I have a bad temper. When we're together, I'll go over old accounts, trouble you, and doubt you all day long... We don't need to live that kind of life, it's too tiring."
Just as Liang Zhengxuan wanted to say something, Ting Shuang waved his hand and said, "Listen to me."
He took a cigarette case out of his pocket and took a puff as he lit it.
Halfway through the cigarette, he squinted his eyes slightly in the lingering smoke, and when he breathed out a puff of smoke, he also spit out a few words: "Ask yourself, I don't love you enough to endure that kind of life."
"I still... love myself quite a bit."
"I didn't plan to do that in the next few decades."
Hearing the end, Liang Zhengxuan opened his mouth, feeling speechless, as if it was useless to say anything. He finally understood that Ting Shuang really didn't want anything except separation. After a long time, he said: "...you think so."
Ting Shuang went to the trash can and brushed off the ash, and said, "These words should have been said long ago, but I also suddenly wanted to understand."
Maybe just figured it out today.
Suddenly began to look forward to a new life.
Liang Zhengxuan left, and Ting Shuang took out another cigarette from the cigarette case, lit it, and wanted to finish smoking before entering the house.
As soon as he took a puff, the cigarette filter was removed from his lips, and the cigarette between his index and middle fingers was taken away from behind.
He turned around and saw Bai Changyi holding the cigarette he had just smoked and taking a puff on the filter he had just taken.
Ting Shuang stared at Bai Changyi's lips, her eyes followed the cigarette between Bai Changyi's fingers unconsciously, leaving those two lips for a while, and then approaching again.
Damn.
I want to be that white filter.
Ting Shuang couldn't help but took the cigarette back from Bai Changyi's hand, stared at the filter for a few seconds, and put it into his lips.
The same menthol cigarette smell as before, no different.
He took a puff and handed the cigarette to Bai Changyi.
Fingertips touched again and again, felt each other's lips through a filter, and the two stood outside the door, so you and I finished smoking the cigarette one by one.
"Didn't you wait long?" Ting Shuang asked.
Bai Changyi said, "No."
Ting Shuang said, "that's good. Otherwise, I'm afraid you'll be bored."
Bai Changyi put out the cigarette and said, "It's not boring, I've finished the homework on your desk."