Xiaoka looked at Jinyu shrouded in the winter sunshine, and his slender fingers, as soft as boneless, slowly rubbed the thin scar on his toe that was almost invisible.
She couldn't say a word.
After a long time, she hesitated and shouted: "Sister Jin..."
When Jinyu heard these words, he suddenly raised his head pitifully and looked at Xiaoka. His big eyes were round and filled with tears.[
With that look in her eyes, she was as innocent as a child. She moved her lips softly, and after a long time, she started to cry feebly.
"Xiao Ka, what should I do? What do you think I should do?"
"If I knew, it was love, I would never do that, but I really don't know..."
"If my sister hadn't told me, I would never have known about it in my life."
Jinyu stretched out her hand and covered her face, tears leaked from her fingers. Her heart felt as if someone had dug a big hole, and the empty north wind blew through, making the pain unbearable.
She pursed her lips slowly, and after a long while, she murmured in a low voice: "Xiao Ka, I just realized that compared to the movie queen, he is my favorite..."
When she said this, her eyes were dim and without any light.
Isn't it too late?
It was too late to know.
By the time she understood it, the man had already let go of her hand, turned and left.
She could only watch his back and wait. When could she wait until the next person came?
Only now did she realize that standing with that person meant standing with the whole world.
Only now did she understand that all the thorns and awkwardness in her heart were all expressions of love.
If she doesn't love him, she should be as quiet and indifferent as he was when he regretted his marriage more than a year ago.
She learned to be jealous, to be sad, to be entangled, to grow, and to love...
But, is the person who taught her everything still waiting for her?
