And when Yan Xiaoqing looked at me like this, I felt a little guilty.
There are only two kinds of people who don't feel uneasy about their conscience these days, one is children, and the other is despicable people who have no moral integrity and whose conscience is eaten by dogs.
I asked myself that it was neither of the two. My conscience was only half eaten by the dog, and half of it still existed. Now this half of my conscience is constantly tormenting me under Yan Xiaoqing's gaze.
An Changting, you know that there will be no results with the man in front of you, why do you still want to provoke it? Do you want to prove that you are capable? Or maybe you have a face that is unparalleled in the world, and you want to waste it on showing it to just one person, so you want to see more
By?
This reminds me of a cousin.
My cousin is very pretty and arrogant. She often speaks rudely to me and takes pleasure in humiliating me.
She often sees rich kids competing for her favors, even to the point of fighting, but she would rather watch from the sidelines than go over and say a word of advice.
I asked her at that time, why do you remain indifferent when you see so many people who like you getting hurt for you?
My cousin gave me a very strong answer. She said that it is my ability that they like me, and it is also my ability to fight for them. You will never experience such a feeling in your life.
I know that my cousin enjoys the process of being fought over, but I don’t understand why, since I don’t like them, I want to give them hope and let them fight endlessly, watching them fight for a fruitless tomorrow.
What about the bloody head?
Later, there was a person who admired my cousin and finally gave up. When my cousin heard about it, she became furious and felt that this person was humiliating her. She was so angry that she kicked the person's door with her maid and asked him why he gave up.
The man said he was tired and didn't want to be entangled like this anymore.
After that, other people seemed to find it boring, and they no longer thought about my cousin as usual. No one fought for her anymore, and no one was heartbroken for her. My cousin suddenly fell from the clouds, and she started to feel trance-like.
In fact, the cousin was not unmoved. She just wanted to pick the most powerful person among the contenders, but she didn't expect that the most powerful person would leave the stage so quickly, giving her an ugly look. What's even more sad is that the cousin is emboldened.
, feeling that no matter what, someone will love him deeply, so he squanders other people's energy and love unscrupulously, and ends up losing nothing.
I don't want to become my cousin. I don't need so many admirers to pursue me or even fight for me. Xia Yan is enough.
"Idiot, how could I lie to you? There are really many people who like you, but you don't know it, or... you don't want to know." Yan Xiaoqing smoothed the hair on my forehead with a skillful movement that seemed to have been done thousands of times.
A hundred times.
I lowered my head, looked at the newly grown leaves, and summoned up the courage to say: "What's the use of talking about this? Since we can't get along with each other, let's forget each other in the world..."
After saying that, I felt an eerie and terrifying breath coming towards me, and it was so cold that my hair stood on end.
Did I say something wrong?
A complicated emotion was swimming between us, and I had no choice but to remain silent, because no matter what I said, it was wrong.
"Forgetting each other in the world?" He looked sideways at me with a funny look on his face, but I knew he wasn't really smiling. What was hidden behind this smile? With my understanding, I naturally couldn't see it, or he would tell me.
