"Why do you imprison me... I don't like it here... I feel like I'm alone... so lonely... so scared..." Yi Danyou shed tears of grievance as he spoke. Leng Qianmo's decision
She can never reject it, she can only bear it, and these are exactly not what she wants.
Listening to Yi Danyou's words, Leng Qianmo felt like he was being twisted with a knife.
He comforted Yi Danyou in a soft voice: "Okay, don't cry. I will let you go back to school tomorrow to study. I won't lock you here. Okay, don't cry." Leng Qianmo's tone was quite helpless, and he also
I can only helplessly obey Yi Danyou, he has nothing to do with her!
Yi Danyou choked softly in Leng Qianmo's arms. Leng Qianmo held Yi Danyou in his arms distressedly. He was often not sure why he was so obsessed with her. Even the nine people in Sweden
Yue Li's thoughts are basically replaced by her every day. Knowing that she can no longer control herself, she returns to China to look for her.
She lost her memory. He didn't know if it was a good thing or a bad thing. If she didn't remember that he was fine, it didn't mean that he was not actually very important to her. At least, not as important as he thought she was.
But on the other hand, she is no longer as passive as before. At least, she has learned to take the initiative to approach him.
Also, she said tonight that she likes him...
She likes him...
She doesn't hate him, so does that mean she loves him?
Many times, he was also conflicted about whether this was a good thing or not. When he first learned that she had forgotten him, he admitted that he was very angry, very angry. He thought about her almost all the time, but she forgot about him and never pursued him.
Equality and reciprocity, but only limited to the gap between others and him
And he will never allow his efforts to go to waste. Even if feelings cannot be doubled like business, he can always get them if they are equal?
However, she forgot about him...
Leng Qianmo hugged Yi Danyou into his arms, hugged her, and looked down at her in his arms. There were still crystal tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, but her breathing was steady. He knew that she was asleep.
Leng Qianmo gently kissed the tears from Yidan's eyes and stared at her peaceful little face. At this moment, his heart felt extremely warm.