"Seven." Yan Zisong answered honestly, frowning sadly in his heart and wishing he could slap himself in the mouth.
If you ask a hundred men, not one of them will tell you that you should tell the truth in this situation;
How could Yan Zisong not know such a simple truth?
But any rational cognition was not as frightening as her cold eyes. He couldn't bear the appearance of such eyes on her shy and beautiful face, just like he didn't want her to spend so much time crying while watching a movie, it seemed.
A perfectly natural and normal thought.
It turns out that loving someone and being afraid of someone are so close.
"Seven?" Qin Xiaoman almost said in a tone of disbelief, stubborn enough to continue to struggle with this issue, "Yan Zisong, how could you do this?"
"What...what's wrong?" It can be said that the unruly man, who had never known how to write the word "show weakness" in his life, suddenly felt a guilty feeling similar to self-contempt at this moment, "From now on, I will only
Can you please let us not talk about the past?"
He eagerly took her hand and defended in a flattering tone that he almost hated and felt extremely shameful. The girl did not appreciate it at all and threw his hand away as if she had been burned.
"Don't touch me!"
"What happened to you?"
"I feel so stupid, how could you do this? You deceived other people's feelings, and you can still use these numbers as bragging rights! Have you ever considered their feelings? If you can't make a promise, why would you hurt others?
"
She spoke fluently and smoothly, as if she had already prepared the manuscript. Although her expression was serious, she was not excited at all;
This reminded Yan Zisong of being scolded as a "hooligan who only knows how to fight and deceive girls' feelings" on that gray evening under the dim street lights. After confessing to her, what she heard was similar to
Oratory criticism and satire.
It has been several years, why does she think of these fatal past events again?!
The helpless man smiled bitterly and took a breath of air. In fact, how many people are there who have been asking, is it you?
Now that I say it as you want, it turns out to be just showing off with numbers!
"Baby, this is all in the past. I really haven't even looked at another woman since I fell in love with you."
There is really no reason for a woman to be indulgent.
The man who was forced to the verge of losing control almost went crazy on the spot.
"Yan Zisong, can you please clarify? People like you..."
Qin Xiaoman bit her lip and stopped. Looking at the eagerness and anxiety in the man's eyes to please, she could no longer bear to say the following line, "It's not worthy of talking about love at all."
He is such a proud person!
His face should have been as confident and uninhibited as before, and should have been as calm and carefree as before. Qin Xiaoman, how could you bear to turn this man who almost looks at everything like this?
Careful and almost humble!
How on earth did you... do it so... cruelly?!
The girl's aggressive gaze softened, and Yan Zisong couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, praying that this torture-like torture would end like this. She didn't dare to look at him; she said a word leisurely, completely shattering the man's patience.