Chapter 1039: [Song Yirou] Do you feel nothing at all?
It was because of his so-called love that she had been hurt for so many years.
If this is the way he loves someone, then she can't stand it!
Hearing this, Qiao Yufeng narrowed his eyes slightly, crossed a small coffee table in the middle, and put his hand on her shoulder, which was a little heavy.
"What did you say?"
She said she would rather never know that even in front of him, she still trampled on his true feelings.[
This woman, how could she be so cruel!
Han Xiaorou frowned and reached out to wave away his hand, but failed.
She couldn't help frowning and looked at him seriously, "I made it very clear, Qiao Yufeng, maybe, if you think about it later, you are not in love with me at all."
"Han Xiaorou!"
He interrupted her with a low growl, pulled her in front of him, and stared at her.
"Do you doubt my sincerity? You look down upon it and just trample it under your feet? Do you think I am a tragedy? You, don't you feel anything at all?"
He asked word for word, and after shouting, his voice suddenly dropped.
It was like all the strength had been drained away.
Is this waiting?
In the end, all that was left was disappointment and despair, and I felt completely powerless.
It turns out that he will be tired in the end, leaving nothing behind but fatigue.
"Qiao Yufeng, that's not what I meant."
Han Xiaorou struggled twice, but his grip was too tight, so she had to explain patiently.
When did she say she looked down on her, she had doubts, and no one could believe that her love rival once came to tell her he loved her.
However, she really can't accept this kind of love.
Couldn't she refuse?
He asked her how she felt. Yes, she was surprised, even horrified.
"So, what do you mean? We have known each other for so long, why don't you try to understand me? Xiaorou, I never know why you hate me?"
This is a problem that has troubled him for many years.[
It was obvious that he was better than Nan Xize since they were in kindergarten, but she had never seen it in her eyes.
Han Xiaorou frowned for a long time before sighing softly: "I don't know either, Qiao Yufeng, do you know? In the past, I only hated you on the surface, but I really regarded you as a friend. If it hadn't happened like that,