"I don't need you. Don't you think that just by sending text messages and having an affair, you and I will become lovers?"
His words were so cool.
In such a hot summer, she was frozen to the bone.
She is like an unresponsive child.
Look at him stubbornly.
Obviously I don't like it.
However, she was still so willful, as if out of anger, she said word by word: "Xi Shuge, I love you, I love you——"
He sneered.
There was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.
So dazzling.
It is different from the previous calm.
Different from the gentle and soft jade before.
The next moment, he lowered his head and kissed her with a bit of frivolity.
That was her first kiss.
Her whole body was shaking.
However, in the end, she still pushed him away hard.
It was she who pushed him away.
She doesn't feel a little bit of love, doesn't feel a little bit of care.
That kiss was such a pure insult.
He was disdainful and insulting to her.
She cried for the first time.
For my own love, for my own secret love.
She shed tears, looked at him, turned and left.
From then on, it was really a clean break.
She originally thought that she could cut off her infatuated love, but later, she realized that she could never forget it.
She tried her best to forget.
However, when you really get drunk with Ding Jing, you think that by numbing your nerves, you can get short-term happiness.
Only then did you discover that, in fact, living in a state of drunkenness and dreaming was just a joke on forgetfulness.
You thought you could truly forget that person.
However, later you realize that forgetting is more painful than remembering.
Over the years, she has never forgotten her.
Her secret love is so humble.
I don't know if others feel this way.
If you like someone so much, you stand humbly in the cold wind in winter, buy a breakfast, hand it to other girls, and give it to him. Then, watching him eat it, you will feel infinite joy in your heart.