There is always an insurmountable gap between them!
The farthest distance in the world is not the number of light years between Mars and the Earth, nor is it the number of annual rings between 2000 BC and 2000 AD!
The farthest distance in the world is when I stand behind you, but you don't know that I love you!
Ling Aotian made the bed, turned around and said, "Okay, go to sleep!"
Liu Xiaoya raised her head and looked at him, and a desire suddenly surged in her heart. She really wanted to hug him, or hope that he could hug her!
Ling Aotian saw the tears on Liu Xiaoya's face. His heart tightened. He wanted to say something but didn't. He turned and walked out. When he walked to the door, he said, "I just said those words unintentionally!"
He didn't look back, and after saying this, he closed the door.
Liu Xiaoya stood in the center of the room, watching the door slowly closing in confusion, imagining Ling Aotian's back slowly disappearing.
After a while, Liu Xiaoya sighed and reached out to press the quilt. The two quilts were stacked together and were very thick and warm. She opened the quilt and prepared to sleep.
As soon as she took off her coat, she wanted to go to the bathroom again, so she opened the door and walked out.
After going to the bathroom and coming back, she saw a red light flashing in the garage, like a firefly, flickering off and on in the dark night.
Liu Xiaoya returned to the room and closed the door. Thinking of the flashing red dots, her heart suddenly moved. It is winter, there should not be fireflies, and the light of fireflies should not be red!
Liu Xiaoya turned off the lights in the room, opened the door gently, and walked out.
Liu Xiaoya came not far from the garage and watched the red dot floating up and down again. After a long time, the red dot disappeared, but soon a lighter was lit, and Liu Xiaoya saw the light reflected by the fire.
Look at that familiar face, Ling Aotian is smoking with a lighter!
Liu Xiaoya's heart began to hurt again. Why was he standing here smoking? It was so late, why didn't he go back to the room to sleep? Who was he thinking about and who was he waiting for?
The lighter went out, and the red light spot began to float up and down again.
Liu Xiaoya slowly walked over and stood next to Ling Aotian. Ling Aotian knew that she was coming, but he still smoked. After a while, he said, "Why don't you go to sleep?"
Liu Xiaoya said: "Then why don't you go to bed?"
He didn't say anything. After a long time, he said, "I'll finish smoking this cigarette and then go to bed."
Liu Xiaoya said: "Why do you smoke so many cigarettes?"
He didn't answer.
Liu Xiaoya said: "If you love her, go get her back. Why do you torture yourself like this?"
"I don't love her!" He answered simply.
"Then what are you doing for?" Seeing that Ling Aotian didn't answer, she added: "Xueqin is already married to Fang Shaoyun!"
Ling Aotian suddenly threw the cigarette in his hand on the ground, stepped on the cigarette butt hard, and said, "Go to bed! Don't worry about what's not yours to worry about!"
Then he turned around and strode upstairs.
Liu Xiaoya was in a daze for a while, and said silently in her heart: "Do you think I want to worry about you? My heart aches for you, but you are heart aching for others! Why is this?"
Liu Xiaoya turned back to her room and fell asleep.
Ling Aotian stood at the window on the second floor, staring at the dark night sky, smoking and dazed.
The sky was getting darker and darker, and the temperature was getting lower and lower. A heavy cold air rushed in from the window and surrounded him. He felt cold, and his back was soaked with cold. But the place where he felt the coldest was