Looking at such beautiful scenery and blowing the quiet night wind, my melancholy mood slowly relaxed.
He suddenly stretched himself out and asked me: "How are you feeling? Are you feeling better?"
I pursed my lips: "Well, the scenery here is very good, and it looks quite comfortable."
"Yes!" Su Yun sighed and looked at the stars in the night sky: "Whenever I am in a bad mood, I drive here alone to look at the night view and enjoy the evening breeze.
It will get better slowly."
I didn't speak, just listened quietly.
He suddenly turned his head and smiled at me, "This is my secret garden. You are the first person to share it with me."
I smiled and said, "That's really an honor. Thank you."
"Don't be so polite, okay? You always thank me. You don't need to say thank you in front of me." He was silent for a moment and stared at my face. "Although you are very strong and don't need anyone's protection, just because
Your strength makes me want to protect you."
His words shocked my heart slightly, and I pursed my lips, "I don't know what to say except the word "thank you"."
Being strong is a habit and a disguise for me. If I could, I wouldn't want to be so strong, but to survive in such an environment, I have to be strong.
"Then don't say anything!" He turned his head and looked forward, "No matter how strong a person is, he needs protection and help. I hope you will think of me when you need help. I will do my best to help you.
of."
It was the first time someone said something like this to me, and I felt an indescribable feeling in my heart.
I looked at him and didn't know what to say for a moment.
"Mo Ying, when you need help, please come to me, okay? Don't put everything on your shoulders. Your shoulders are so thin and fragile, and they will collapse under too much pressure. Let me help you share some of it, okay?"
He looked at me seriously.
His words made my nose feel a little sour, and there are no words to express my current mood.
There is so much pressure in my life that I have to bear, and no one will help me. And I have never thought about getting help from others, or want to get help from others. I have to rely on myself, and I can only rely on myself.
myself.
This kind of me is so lonely and independent. When I am wronged, I can only find a corner where there is no one, hide and cry secretly. After crying, I wipe my tears clean and stand up again.