Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 2011 It's not shameful to admit that I forgot Li Jingchen

Guo Qifeng looked at him, his black eyes were burning, with the power that penetrated people's hearts, as if he began to see through himself with Luo Jincheng.

Luo Jincheng subconsciously lowered his head and avoided Guo Qifeng's gaze. Guo Qifeng sighed slightly, "It's very simple, either to remember it or because of missing you, Xiaowu, which kind of you are?"

There seems to be no difference between remembering and missing, but in fact, missing must be because of deep love, and remembering is not necessarily true.

When you carve the same name on a stone again and again, year after year, it may have become a habit, but it may be worrying that if you stop, you will have nothing to do.

Luo Jincheng's lips trembled, and he wanted to say something, but he felt his mouth was dry.

"Some people always say that forgetting a relationship starts from the next relationship. People are emotional animals, and the weight of a heart can only account for one-three percent of the total weight of the human body. So how much can a small heart retain? Metabolism is a normal thing. Gratitude is also the most basic principle for being a human being. However, gratitude is completely different from liking and love."

Guo Qifeng looked at him deeply, and this time he did not let him escape. "Maybe you have loved Li Jingchen so hard. Before meeting Su Liuhuo, you were loyal to that relationship. Jincheng, remembering and missing you, and you were so affectionate, you are a good man."

"But you were finally attracted by Su Liuhuo. She was like a ball of fire, burning you completely, making you passionate and fascinated. You were attracted by her and accepting her feelings is not shameful, because the dead are eternal, and the living are still going to continue. You give back to Su Liuhuo's same feelings, and doing what a man and a boyfriend should do is not worthy of criticism. This is not wrong."

"But..." Luo Jincheng suddenly interrupted him, his face full of pain.

"But one day when you wake up in the morning, you find that you haven't remembered Li Jingchen for a long time, right?"

"..." Luo Jincheng choked, the pain on his face became even heavier, and despair in his eyes.

Obviously, Guo Qifeng was right.

"You are afraid, you feel guilty and blame yourself. You are often like a cemetery. You put all the photos of Li Jingchen in your place. You think and remember Li Jingchen's living habits and preferences over and over again. You are afraid that you will forget it. But at the same time, you are trying hard to be kind to Su Liuhuo. You give her everything you think is good, you buy things for her, take her out to play, and treat her hard to be kind to her is also guilt and self-blame, but you are also glad that Li Jingchen is a dead person, and Su Liuhuo is a living person, you don't have to make a choice between these two people."

"But, this day finally came. Su Liuhuo could no longer bear your intentions. She wanted to take a step back and find a home for herself, but you refused to move forward. You held it with one hand, it was difficult to cut it off. You held it with the other hand, it was difficult to let go. You were afraid that you would completely forget Li Jingchen. You could not let go of Su Liuhuo, for fear that you would not be able to live without her."

Luo Jincheng fell down little by little with his head in his arms, shrinking into a ball on the sofa, and he felt like he was peeled and placed in a glass cabinet for exhibition. He was seen through, and he seemed to be lit through.
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next