However, her hand suddenly stopped in the air, her fingers clenched tightly, and in the dark corner that Qing did not see, a touch of bitterness quietly flashed across her eyes.
At night, after they finished dinner, Xiang Qinglan was washing dishes in the kitchen, while Qing was sitting in front of the computer, and began to help Xiang Qinglan translate information. When she came out, it would be her job.
Xiang Qinglan washed her hands and wanted to go out. However, she took back her steps at this time. She leaned against the somewhat cold wall and put her head against the somewhat cold wall. Suddenly, her
A tear slipped silently from her eyes and fell down her pale face.
She didn't dare to cry. She just suppressed all her emotions like this. She didn't dare to cry too loudly or hard. If she had to suppress her tears, then there was nothing she couldn't suppress.
It's not that it doesn't hurt, it just hurts too much. It hurts so much that I really can't bear it anymore.
Su Zhetuo, after today, she will never miss him or love him again. Her love has disappeared together with the baby and is dead.
But why is it so painful to forget someone?
Because I love you too much, or because you can’t let go.
She put the back of her hand under her nose and cried silently like this for a long time. In fact, she couldn't cry loudly because she couldn't cry. Without her voice, she no longer had that feeling.
instinct.
"Lan, what are you doing here? It's been a long time," Qing suddenly strode into the kitchen. However, when he saw Xiang Qinglan's strange movements, his body jerked suddenly.
"Lan..." His lips moved, Xiang Qinglan was still crying suppressedly, tears falling from time to time on her face. Such cold tears seemed to completely vent all the wounds on her heart.
Lan, Qing recited Xiang Qinglan's name. This was the first time he saw her cry, even crying with such heartbreak, and he had never seen her cry before. Xiang Qinglan was in his
She always smiled in front of her, maybe because she was afraid of hurting him who didn't understand anything. She always had too much patience with him, taught him too many things, and gave him warmth that he never felt.
It turned out that she also had such a side. Qing stretched out his hand and felt that his eyes were starting to get sore. He was not the one who loved to cry, so he blinked a few times and forced back the tears in his eyes.
, In his consciousness, he knew that he could not cry. He said that he would protect Lan well.
"Lan, don't cry, don't cry,...: Qing stepped forward and held Xiang Qinglan's trembling body tightly in his arms. He used his fingers to hold tightly the crying person in his arms.
Out of breath woman.
This kind of Lan made his heart feel very uncomfortable, as if he had been torn apart by someone's fingers. They were two people who depended on each other. They were each other's only relatives. Apart from them, no one in the world cared about them. She
Yes, so is he.,
"Lan, whoever bullied you, I'm going to beat him." It was still a simple childish saying, but there was a kind of persistence in it. No one would doubt his determination. If he met the person who made Lan cry,
, he will definitely beat him, and he will definitely beat him to death. His face is stained with a rare coldness, and his green eyes are darker than usual. At this time, it does not look like a quiet lake, but like a wind and rain.
The sea, that kind of coldness, comes from the soul, and is completely cold and temperatureless. This is not an emotion that should appear in his eyes, but it seems that it belongs to him in the first place.
But Xiang Qinglan didn't see Qing's change. She was just absorbed in her own thoughts, her fingers kept pulling on his clothes, and there was an unknown coldness on her fingertips.
"Lan, is the good kid crying? Qing patted her back awkwardly, and Xiang Qinglan who was crying in her arms looked more like a baby than him, which really made him at a loss.
After such a long time, the two of them no longer knew who needed whom.