Ling Momo suddenly became furious. She stopped and turned around slowly. Her dark and bright pupils first glanced at Jian Chenxi, and then settled on Lu Niange's face. Her eyes glowed slightly.
With a cold light, "Lu Niange, don't you think what you said is particularly funny?"
Lu Niange's eyes were bright and gentle, and he looked at Ling Momo intently.
Ling Momo's face was expressionless, but looking at Lu Niange's familiar and gentle eyes, she really couldn't figure out what kind of trick Lu Niange was playing. He had been so indifferent and heartless to her, so why was he pretending to be infatuated now?
Ling Momo couldn't help but sneered: "Lu Niange, is there something wrong with you? I really don't understand what kind of nerve you have tonight! Don't tell me, you don't remember me anymore.
I have nothing to do with you anymore!"
Lu Niange's hand clenched slightly. He stared at the pretty girl in front of the swing under the cherry blossom tree. Her bright eyes were as clear as the moonlight, and her expression was calm and sharp. He looked a little dazed. He never spoke, but hung his head slightly.
He opened his eyes and sighed lowly: "Momo, I know we have nothing to do with each other... I'm just caring about you..."
care?
Ling Momo thought this was the funniest joke she had heard this year.
She couldn't understand, what qualifications did Lu Niange have to stand in front of her now and tell her that he cared about her?
Ling Momo stared at Lu Niange expressionlessly, with a fire blazing in her heart. She clenched her fists tightly, took a deep breath, and kept her tone calm without any waves, word by word:
"Lu Niange, do you know what is the biggest failure of a man?"
Lu Niange said nothing, looking at Ling Momo's eyes, which were so bright and dazzling, just like many years ago, Ling Momo stopped Lu Niange in the middle of the night, stared into his bright eyes, and shouted, Lu Niange, I like you!
However, as time goes by and stars change, things and people have changed, and those rolling emotions have long been scattered at the end of the world.
Ling Momo's heart was really as calm as water. She didn't know when she could stand so calmly and generously in front of the man who had once left her helpless, and she could also look directly at Lu Lu.
The eyes that recite the song, the face does not turn red, and the heart does not beat.
Ling Momo said quietly: "The biggest failure of a man is not that no woman likes him, but that the women who once liked him feel that they were blind in the first place!"
Lu Niange's eyes suddenly lost their luster. He pursed his lips and then lowered his head: "Momo, don't be like this..."
"What's wrong with me?" Ling Momo looked at Lu Niange and asked.
Lu Niange didn't speak for a long time. After a long time, he said a few words: "You hate me."
He said it with such certainty.
Ling Momo suddenly smiled.
hatred?
How could you not hate it?
When she was so desperate that she didn't know what to do, she really did hate him.
Only after hating can you clearly see how much you have loved, and then you start to hate yourself.
How hopeless it was at that time!
Just when she thought she would be immersed in it for the rest of her life and unable to break away, she became numb and gave up.
Ling Momo's smile was beautiful and clean. Her tone was very slow and she said word for word: "Mr. Lu, you are wrong. I have hated you." Ling Momo suddenly became angry and she paused.
She turned around slowly, her dark and bright pupils first glanced at Jian Chenxi, and then settled on Lu Niange's face. Her eyes glowed with a slight cold light, "Lu Niange, don't you think you said this?"
In a word, is it particularly funny?"
Lu Niange's eyes were bright and gentle, and he looked at Ling Momo intently.
Ling Momo's face was expressionless, but looking at Lu Niange's familiar and gentle eyes, she really couldn't figure out what kind of trick Lu Niange was playing. He had been so indifferent and heartless to her, so why was he pretending to be infatuated now?
Ling Momo couldn't help but sneered: "Lu Niange, is there something wrong with you? I really don't understand what kind of nerve you have tonight! Don't tell me, you don't remember me anymore.
I have nothing to do with you anymore!"
Lu Niange's hand clenched slightly. He stared at the pretty girl in front of the swing under the cherry blossom tree. Her bright eyes were as clear as the moonlight, and her expression was calm and sharp. He looked a little dazed. He never spoke, but hung his head slightly.
He opened his eyes and sighed lowly: "Momo, I know we have nothing to do with each other... I'm just caring about you..."
care?
Ling Momo thought this was the funniest joke she had heard this year.
She couldn't understand, what qualifications did Lu Niange have to stand in front of her now and tell her that he cared about her?
Ling Momo stared at Lu Niange expressionlessly, with a fire blazing in her heart. She clenched her fists tightly, took a deep breath, and kept her tone calm without any waves, word by word:
"Lu Niange, do you know what is the biggest failure of a man?"
Lu Niange said nothing, looking at Ling Momo's eyes, which were so bright and dazzling, just like many years ago, Ling Momo stopped Lu Niange in the middle of the night, stared into his bright eyes, and shouted, Lu Niange, I like you!
However, as time goes by and stars change, things and people have changed, and those rolling emotions have long been scattered at the end of the world.
Ling Momo's heart was really as calm as water. She didn't know when she could stand so calmly and generously in front of the man who had once left her helpless, and she could also look directly at Lu Lu.
The eyes that recite the song, the face does not turn red, and the heart does not beat.
Ling Momo said quietly: "The biggest failure of a man is not that no woman likes him, but that the women who once liked him feel that they were blind in the first place!"
Lu Niange's eyes suddenly lost their luster. He pursed his lips and then lowered his head: "Momo, don't be like this..."
"What's wrong with me?" Ling Momo looked at Lu Niange and asked.
Lu Niange didn't speak for a long time. After a long time, he said a few words: "You hate me."
He said it with such certainty.
Ling Momo suddenly smiled.
hatred?
How could you not hate it?
When she was so desperate that she didn't know what to do, she really did hate him.
Only after hating can you clearly see how much you have loved, and then you start to hate yourself.
How hopeless it was at that time!
Just when she thought she would be immersed in it for the rest of her life and unable to break away, she became numb and gave up.
Ling Momo's smile was beautiful and clean. Her tone was very slow and she said word for word: "Mr. Lu, you are wrong. I hated you."
