The woman's cold words kept lingering in his ears, lingering like a curse, causing waves of heart-wrenching pain in his heart.
Dong Chenyi looked at her in disbelief, unable to believe that she could speak so decisively.
If you can't do it, then we will no longer be friends from now on.
He never knew that there were such hurtful words in the world.
It's not that I don't love you or I don't like you, but...
Recalling the scenes of them getting along in the past, Dong Chenyi couldn't help but laugh softly: "Could it be that everything we did in Ovis was fake?"
The man's voice has changed from cold at first to now so low and so light, as light as a feather floating into the heart.
Seeing him like this, Zizhu couldn't bear it, but thinking of what he saw that night, he took a deep breath in his heart, and a smile slowly bloomed on his face, as beautiful as a peach blossom: "It's true or false, it doesn't matter now.
It's time. People should look forward, not recall the past. Yi, I don't like you anymore, don't you understand? Everything between us is over."
The woman's face was filled with a peach blossom-like smile, without the slightest hint of sadness. But every time she said a word, her heart was like a knife, and she was bleeding.
If you look carefully, you will definitely be able to find that blood is flowing down drop by drop from her hand in the sleeve skirt, dyeing the surrounding sleeve skirt red, without dripping to the ground.
Dong Chenyi's eyes had always stayed on her face, so he missed this opportunity. If he could detect something strange about her, he wouldn't be like this.
It's a pity that in the face of love, everyone is blind, uncool, and crazy.
This is true even if you are as calm as Dong Chenyi or as calm as Zizhu.
His calmness and intelligence have been completely defeated by Zizhu and shattered into pieces.
The man's eyes were cold, and deep in his eyes was the pain and disbelief that could not be concealed. Dong Chenyi stared at the woman in front of him quietly, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, his voice was very soft, but there was a hint of expectation in his eyes
: "Zizhu, are you sincere?"
Although he was smiling, his smile was extremely bitter.
The man's appearance fell into Zizhu's eyes, and his heart ached. He was like a child who had done good things but was misunderstood by adults. The expectation in his eyes made people unable to bear to hurt him.
How could a person who is so innocent and stubborn in love do such a thing?
The sadness in her heart had already turned into a river, but she still pretended not to care on her face. Several times, when she saw his hurt and sad expression, Zizhu couldn't help but want to rush over and hug him, telling him, "Give him a hand."
He is warm.
But she knew clearly that she couldn't.
She knows best how deep and what Dong Chenyi's feelings are for her.
Even after seeing what happened that night, she didn't disbelieve him.
But when things are done, they are done, no matter what the original intention is, no matter whether he is awake or not.
What has happened has happened and nothing can be turned back.
Zizhu took a few steps forward and approached him. She wanted to reach out and touch his cheek. She moved her fingers slightly, but immediately put them down. She suppressed the impulse in her heart and couldn't help but smile softly: "Yi, we have the best understanding."