Luo Qing closed the door with her backhand. She walked back to the sofa and watched the TV indifferently. Her mind was filled with Siling's words. She didn't believe it. She didn't believe a word she said.
She crossed her arms and bit her lip. Siling liked Zixuan. Everyone could see this. She was just jealous that she was favored by Zixuan, so she made up such a lie. She would never believe it.
It's just... Luo Qing stood up silently, raised her head and looked in the direction of the attic. There was a little fear in her heart. She thought she was just accustomed to accepting all the good things from Zixuan, but when she thought of all these
The good thing was actually for another person, and she was only favored by Zixuan because of this face. Her heart suddenly ached.
Somewhere in her heart, a gap opened. In just a moment, the gap became wider and wider, sweeping through her heart instantly, filled with pain.
Her feet involuntarily stepped onto the attic slowly. Luo Qing's eyes fell on the corner of the attic, where there were many picture albums. She slowly stretched out her hand, but suddenly retracted her hand the moment she touched the album.
It's like being burned.
With a sour feeling in her heart, she stared blankly at the picture albums in front of her, stacked together, glowing slightly under the sunlight, and they looked so beautiful.
She didn't dare to look through those picture albums, didn't dare to confirm Siling's words, she cowardly wanted to retreat into her own shell, not wanting to face everything unexpected.
Taking a sudden breath, Luo Qing stretched out her hand again and took out a picture album. It could be seen that these picture albums were from a long time ago. There was some dust on the cover and the paper was a little yellow. She trembled and opened it.
page, and then, she smiled.
The girl in the painting is very beautiful, as simple and beautiful as jasmine. She is sleeping with her eyes closed, her eyelashes are very long, her profile is very beautiful, her long hair falls on her shoulders, elegant and leisurely.
They are really similar, especially when they smile, they are strikingly similar.
A drop of tear fell on the painting. Luo Qing looked through the picture album. There was only one girl in the whole picture album. Her smile was like a flower, as calm as water. Her eyes were very beautiful, as if they could talk, they were big and radiant.
"I'm sorry." Luo Qing smiled and cried, closing the album.
I'm sorry for taking up all your happiness and your favor.
Really, I'm sorry.
Luo Qing put back the picture album, leaned against the cushions silently, and looked outside through the window. She didn't know how to describe her current mood, she was very depressed, disappointed, and sad.
It was because they were so similar that Zixuan walked up to her domineeringly in that way and asked her to stay with him. Therefore, before that person appeared, she had to stay with him as her substitute.
around.
So, what if that person appears? He won't need her anymore, right?
Therefore, love is never mentioned, because there is no love in the first place, right? She is just a substitute who appears in time to soothe the loneliness in his heart, that's all, isn't it?
What should I do? My heart hurts so much.
Luo Qing's tears were like bursting. She didn't expect that knowing the truth that she was a substitute would cause her so much pain. So, she actually really fell in love with him, right? That's why it would be so painful.
She recalled in her mind the scenes of their encounter. He shielded her from a gun and was injured, threatening her to stay with him. He protected her, doted on her, and tried his best to be good to her. She thought that at least he liked her.
But why, when she had become accustomed to everything about him, she suddenly realized that things were not as she imagined. Luo Qing lowered her head and smiled bitterly. Maybe Siling was right. With her identity, if it weren't for this face,
How could it be possible for Gui Zixuan to stay by his side?
A thin piece of paper suddenly fell into her eyes. Luo Qing took out a bookmark placed at the edge of the album. It still showed the girl's face, with a line of small words below, "I will definitely find you."
Suddenly, I laughed out loud again because I realized that I was a joke.
Luo Qing rubbed her eyes, put the bookmark back in its place, then walked down to the attic and sat on the sofa, crying silently. She didn't know what to do. She could feel Zixuan's affection for that girl, so
What about that girl? Why didn't she stay with Zixuan?
She was jealous of that girl like crazy. She finally understood how Siling felt, full of unwillingness, resentment, and desolation. And she was obviously more miserable than Siling because she got everything Zixuan had.
His pampering and care, now I realize that everything is just an illusion.
Zixuan opened the door and came in. He saw Luo Qing huddled in the huge sofa, like an abandoned kitten, with tears on her face. He stared hard, why was she crying? Is she having a nightmare?
Frowning slightly, he still gently picked her up, put her on the bed, and covered her with a quilt. After thinking for a moment, he walked out and told George to go out tomorrow. Luo Qing was tired.