The way she ran away gave the illusion that he couldn't catch her.
Did he come back too suddenly?
She doesn't have time to prepare?
Li Ziting stood there, frowning, looking down at the purple hyacinth in his hand, his delicate face gradually turned pale...
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As soon as she rushed out of the classroom, Ganlu cried.
She hid in the women's restroom and cried her heart out, scaring many girls who came to the restroom to scream and leave.
She had finally adjusted herself to her current state. She no longer needed anyone to save or transform her. Why did he choose this time to show up.
He is a gifted student from Harvard.
So what if I come back? Why don’t I leave? Why don’t I want to be sweet with Gan Tian?! What does she mean?
Damn Li Ziting!
Bastard Li Ziting!
Does he still want to step into two different boats?! She will not accompany him!
After crying heartily, Ganlu walked out of the toilet. She had to go find Zhao Mo.
…
Zhao Mo would go to a pub every time he fell out of love. It was called a drunken breakup, but in fact he went to a carnival.
Ganlu always felt like he was relieved every time he fell out of love.
This time, Ganlu did not enter the pub and saw Zhao Mo on the roadside outside the pub.
There was a lot of traffic on the wide road. Zhao Mo was sitting on the roadside without any image, with a few unopened cans of beer at his feet and a can in his hand. The wind blew through his hair, and he had a handsome and sunny face.
His face was lonely, his eyes were looking at the passing cars, he had no energy, and he had an indescribable sadness.
Seeing Zhao Mo like this, Ganlu was startled.
She has never seen Zhao Mo like this.
After hesitating for a few seconds, Ganlu walked over and snatched the beer can from his hand, "What's wrong? This time, the loss of love is serious?!"
Zhao Mo was sitting there. Hearing this, he turned to look at her. The hurt in his eyes was a little obvious, and a bitter smile appeared on his lips. "Yes, it's a big loss."
"Hey, cheer up, you treat love break-up as a daily routine." Ganlu put the beer can aside, stretched out her hand and gave him a slap in the face as a token of comfort.
"It's different, it's different this time."
"Why is it different?"
"She avoids me. She doesn't like me, so she avoids me." Zhao Mo looked at her steadily and said bitterly, "She doesn't even call me, and she doesn't even want to answer the phone. Ganlu, you said she will be in the future.
Are you just going to ignore me?"
"..."
Ganlu was stunned for a moment, tilted her head guiltily, and was at a loss for words and didn't know what to say.
Cars passed by frequently on the road, like a noisy symphony, covering up Zhao Mo's voice.
Two people were sitting on the roadside, breathing in the smelly air...
The fallen leaves on the tree fell quietly and fell behind them.
"honeydew."
"Ah?" Ganlu looked at him.
Zhao Mo looked straight at her, the deep affection in his eyes could not be clearer, and was stained with sadness that was incompatible with him, "If I can restrain my feelings, will she still treat me as a friend?"
"
Ganlu had never seen Zhao Mo like this before, and his voice was almost desolate.
"Of course, you are such a good friend."
Ganlu said quickly.
When she cried bitterly, it was he who carried her home for several hours;
When Gan Quan was hospitalized, he was too busy with his studies, regardless of his studies;
He was by her side during the most embarrassing moments in her life.
…
Hearing this, Zhao Mo smiled very happily, but could not hide the sadness in his eyes. He also said, "That's good. What I'm most afraid of is not that she doesn't like me. What I'm most afraid of is that because of my liking, we won't be together."