He spoke slowly to Qian Qianqian, his voice was flat but somewhat hoarse. At the same time, he spoke so directly that Qian Qianqian couldn't accept it for a while.
She had never thought that this god-like senior in her heart who could only watch from a distance would one day tell her his feelings so directly, face to face, admitting the fragility of his heart.
She thought that it was impossible for the word "sadness" to come out of the mouths of seniors or people like Shi Jing. Even if they were really sad, they would cover it up perfectly. It was impossible for them to understand nothing about her.
Said the ordinary little girl.
The clear eyes continued to stare dumbly at Yan Junhang. Seeing that his deep gaze was now deeply locked on hers, her brows knitted together slightly.
He seemed to be recalling what happened back then, but his expression seemed to say how unbearable and uncomfortable the memories were for him.
Finally, a heavy sigh was heard from his mouth. He looked into the distance and said in a hoarse voice:
"That day, my mother committed suicide."
"What!"
Qian Qianqian almost screamed out in surprise. She never thought that the pain and discomfort on the senior's face was because he had experienced such an extremely cruel thing to him.
Back then, he was just a teenager, a young man who had just participated in a piano competition and won a prize. In the next second, he received the news that his mother had committed suicide.
Isn't this too cruel for him?
Her eyes became moist due to some distress. She looked at Yan Junhang and called softly: "Senior..."
She didn't know what to say to comfort him, and to him, she knew how insignificant her comfort was.
She remembered that after that time, her senior went abroad and left without saying goodbye. She never heard from her again. She never thought that when they met again ten years later, she would know the reason why he left without saying goodbye. And such
The reason sounds so distressing.
Her eyes were wet. On the contrary, Yan Junhang looked much calmer. He looked away from a distance. He looked sideways at Qian Qianqian. When he saw her eyes were red, he chuckled and shrugged his shoulders seemingly unnecessarily.
, reached out and gently wiped away the tears that fell inadvertently from her eyes.
"Silly girl, why are you crying?"
His words brought Qian Qianqian back to her senses. Only then did she notice that she had shed tears unconsciously. She hurriedly reached out to wipe the tears from her face while nodding her head and apologizing:
"I'm sorry, senior, I just...just..."
Damn it, she couldn't say that she felt so sorry for him that she cried. That would be too embarrassing. What's more, the senior might think she was being sentimental.
A chuckle came from Yan Junhang's mouth. His eyes were a little doting as he helped her wipe away the tears on her face and said:
"Fool, were you feeling sorry for me just now?"
"Ah? No...No, no."
Afraid that Yan Junhang would make fun of her for being sentimental, Qian Qianqian kept shaking her head to explain herself, "I didn't, no, senior..."
She frowned in distress, not knowing what she was going to say.
After all, she had shed tears just now for no apparent reason. If the senior asked her, she would always have to give a reason.