Suddenly, Mo Ling stretched out her hand, "Xu Zui," he grabbed the hem of her clothes and whispered, "Don't leave, I like you..."
Xu Zui's footsteps stopped for an instant.
She maintained her standing posture without moving, and her back looked a little lonely under the light.
Mo Ling swallowed nervously, "I really like you, Xu Zui..."
After a long while, Xu Zui finally slowly turned his head: "I like you too."
Because I like you, I want to bully you, because I like you, I want to protect you. I became a soldier because of you, and I joined the mercenary group because of you. I have become very powerful, but you don’t need me at all anymore.
Protected.
It's too late for you to like me, and it's too early for me to like you.
Between us, we can only miss it.
Mo Ling looked at her face, and his heart seemed to be slowly pinched by an invisible hand. He felt pain, and his fingers tightly pulled the hem of her clothes, and his fingertips trembled slightly: "Why... why is this happening...
"He lowered his head and said in a moist voice, "Why is this happening..."
I like you.
I like you too.
But we can't be together.
Isn't this the most tragic thing in the world?
He couldn't bear to let go, even looking at her made his heart hurt, but he couldn't bear to let go.
"Mo Ling." Xu Zui sighed, turned around and touched his cheek gently, "Don't cry."
Mo Ling looked at her blankly, his vision blurred, and he later realized that he had already cried.
He felt ashamed, but he couldn't stop the tears. It was like there was a gap in his heart, and the tears couldn't stop falling.
"Xu Zui, Xu Zui..." He put his arms around her waist and buried his face in her arms, "I like you..."
Then he finally burst into tears.
I like you, and you like me too, but why... we can't be together?
He felt regretful. If he could have stayed, if he could have known her better, if he had recognized her earlier...
Maybe everything is different.
But there are no ifs, only established reality.
Xu Zui let him hold her, staring down at the ends of his hair, the slender hair trembling slightly with his crying.
Her heart felt like it was being gently brushed by a small brush, causing it to sting and ache.
"I heard others say that first love is unsuccessful." She sighed, "Maybe it's true."
Mo Ling raised his head and looked at her. His face was now a mess. Xu Zui wiped his eyes with a tissue, "You are such an old man, why are you still the same as when you were a child? Stop acting like a baby."
"Don't marry him."
he begged.
Xu Zui looked at him and smiled softly: "Stop being willful."
He looked at her smiling face, her smile was so beautiful, it was like a cluster of sparks, igniting in his heart, making his heart burn and ache.
He didn't dare to look any further, and hurriedly lowered his head, looking blankly at the floor.
In the past, as long as he showed weakness to Xu Zui, she would be very gentle to him. He actually knew all this, but for some reason, he loved to quarrel with her.
He liked to see her getting angry at him. He couldn't beat her, and she never really used violence against him. Now that he thought about it, in fact, their previous quarrels were just small fights. Maybe he wanted to do that on purpose.
To attract her attention. She knew that she would not really hit him, so he was confident that he would deliberately provoke her in front of her, and the two of them had a heated argument.