Even if you confess, you will say what you want to hear. It’s not that you dare not be unworthy or unwilling to do so.
I understand you so, of course I know your heart.
I... love you so much, I can't bear to leave you afraid of even a second because I know my love.
Being unable to repay is a heavier and helpless thing than love.
My little girl, I can't bear to bear even a little bit of your broken heart.
Gu Weiran smiled, but felt that every word he said would mark blood on his heart: "Why do you have to be so careful?"
"Does I have shown so much sincerity that you still feel is not enough?"
Ling Jiajia was so blocked by his words that she couldn't even say a word. She always thought that her heart was tough enough, and in these words, it turned out that this was love? This feeling of familiarity, her heart beats
It's getting faster and faster, so fast that it seems to hurt.
I don’t know when my hand was relieved, and my hands covered my chest with light eyes.
"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Gu Weiran asked as she looked at her strange movements.
"Here." Ling Jiajia pointed to her heart and said, "It will hurt."
One sentence made Gu Weiran's tears fall like this. Even if you forget me, you still remember whether it is, remember that I hurt you, and remember the feeling of pain once.
Ling Jiajia looked at Gu Weiran blankly, almost unable to believe his eyes. His eyes were red, with a witchy face with a stern face with a drop of water, and his handsome face with a look of eyes.
The pain makes people heartbreaking.
It was clearly seen that Ling Jiajia had never felt that Gu Weiran's face was so familiar, so familiar that she felt that she was heartbroken.
Why do you cry???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????
She reached out and tried to wipe away the traces of sadness from his face.
Gu Weiran took her hand, covered her face, and smiled gently. Her slender eyes were like a crescent moon, and the light inside became clearer and clearer.
"And, you are so awkward," his voice became lighter and lighter: "How could I not tell that you like what I like so much."
The last sentence is that the defeat is like a mountain.
Overwhelmed all Ling Jiajia's resistance, so heartache and so familiar, only Gu Weiran can bring these feelings to her. Is this love?
"Weiran, when I read the story of the little mermaid, I thought she was stupid. She saved the prince, but she turned into a bubble. Seeing the person I loved being with others, I thought, I would rather not
Lover doesn’t want to hurt yourself for others.”
Do you understand what I said?
Gu Weiran chuckled. His Jia Jia is really a child, afraid of being injured.
"Jia Jia, if the little mermaid had not saved the prince, then she would be just one of the countless beings for thousands of years, buried in history and without any trace. But she did not, so she became a legend."
"Jia Jia, how do you know that what you are about to miss is a legend that will make people in the future?"
Ling Jiajia could no longer say a tough word.
[I am so moved by such confession. When I reject the party because I am afraid of being hurt, how could I know that what I refuse is a legend that may accompany you for a lifetime? Dear, I hope you meet love,
You can bravely extend your hand and not let yourself be the one you missed]