Liangchen didn't reach out to pick it up, he just stared at Jing Haohao.
The woman's demeanor was the same as her tone of voice, calm without any ripples, as if she was telling the most ordinary things, without any sadness, sadness, sadness...
That day, because of Shen Liangnian, he angrily forced her to choose the best choice. As a result, the relationship between the two people was forced to the level of a cold war, so that he was always caught off guard, and her thoughts suddenly popped up in his mind. figure, and then his mood would become particularly disappointing, and even later, he would begin to regret it.
He was the one who was so determined at first, but in the end it was him who lost control and slowly began to compromise.
Today, when he saw her returning his bank card to him, he suddenly panicked. It was an indescribable panic. He hurried to find her, but she actually took all his things. It's tidied up.
He thought he was very important to her, but now, he had no idea whether she had any feelings for him deep down in her heart.
Liangchen felt a dull pain in his heart. He lowered his eyes slightly and moved his gaze from Jing Haohao's face to the box. After a long time, he stretched out his hand and touched it from his pocket. He took out his wallet and took out Jing Haohao's bank card. Then he took out the keychain and unlocked Jing Haohao's key from it.
His series of movements were neither urgent nor slow, neither fast nor slow.
Jing Hao held the cardboard box and stood in front of him. Looking at his actions, she vaguely guessed what he was going to do. She couldn't help but glanced slightly, avoiding the scene in front of her.
It was quiet in the corridor, except for the crisp sound of keys hitting each other.
After a while, the corridor became completely silent.
After a pause, Liangchen handed Jinghaohao's bank card and her home key to her, without speaking.
Jing took a good look at those two things and understood what he meant.
Yes, if she returns all his things to him, he will naturally return her things to her, and then the two of them will have nothing to do with each other and no contact at all.
Jing Hao lowered his eyes and stood for a while, then squatted down and placed the cardboard box containing Liangchen's things at Liangchen's feet. Then he stretched out his hand and took away his bank card and house keys from Liangchen's hand.
Liangchen's eyes had always been on Jing Haohao, and he could clearly see that her movements were very smooth, without any pause, and her expression was very calm, without any trace of reluctance or sadness.
After all, she didn't love him. All along, between him and her, he was the one who tried his best to give her, and she never said she wanted it.
In the end, he pretended to let go, but what he got in exchange was her sincere letting go.
It was obvious that she no longer wanted him, but at the moment when his hands were empty, he found that he was still so reluctant to part with her.
He always thought that he had always loved and loved her part, so that their love could last forever. But now he realized that he could not get any response from her by loving like this. There will be times when you are tired.
Liangchen slowly lowered his hand, then took a deep breath, nodded slowly, and said, "Well, goodbye."
