"I want to duel with you." Although he gritted his teeth, his tone was much more relaxed for me than before.
"Are you a repeater? I already told you that I don't want to duel with you." I lightly shrugged, refusing helplessly.
"If you really want to protect her, please defeat me and give me a reason to give up. Please..." His voice became lower and lower, as if he was extremely lost, and there was also pleading in his tone.
"Aren't you the scumbag that girls say? Why are you so passionate all of a sudden?" I frowned slightly and asked with some confusion.
"I'm a scumbag, ha...forget it, I deserve to die..." When he said this, he couldn't help but raise his head and let out a long sigh.
Before I could speak, he continued: "But you can also understand that I am not a fool. I just want to find people who really like me. They all only like my money and take me as their scapegoat... I am not stupid.
I understand, but they treat me like a fool... You know what? I couldn't bear the fact that they broke up like that, and ended up being framed as a scumbag after the breakup, but I've only had two girlfriends! I was wronged!
I didn't even have the first kiss, so I died unjustly."
"People's words are scary. It seems that they are right." Listening to his words, I couldn't help but feel a little emotional. I walked directly to his side and listened to him continue to talk.
Suddenly, he couldn't help but shed a line of clear tears from the corner of his eyes, but he immediately wiped the tears on his face, forced himself to hold back his sad emotions, and said slowly: "Mr. Yang Zi is good-looking, kind-hearted, and she is...
A person who is not interested in money. That’s why I like her. I like her unconsciously... She is my favorite girl till now. So... when facing her, I really don’t like her.
Knowing what to do, I can only give her my best..."
I sighed softly and looked at him, as if I saw the helpless me under the street light. At this time, I felt like I had crossed time and space. I came to that night again and looked at her firmly far away.
The back view of me as I walked away looked at me crying in great pain under the street lamp, and I felt so helpless.
I looked at the sad look of the other me in front of me, but I didn't dare to reach out, because I was afraid that the other me would think that I was pitying him.
A person who is experiencing emotional grief does not need mercy when he is feeling the most uncomfortable. Because it will only make him feel more pitiful and painful.
In the blink of an eye, I returned to reality in a daze.
I gently rubbed my hair and sighed.
I can feel the pain and unwillingness he experiences in front of me, I can feel it.
I walked up to him, hesitated for a long time, and slowly said to him as if persuading my original self: "In relationships, there is no right or wrong, only love or dislike."
When he heard my voice, he couldn't help but raise his head slightly, his red eyes, the suppressed emotions in his tears. I can feel it, I can understand...
[It feels really familiar...]
I took out a tissue from my arms and handed it to him. Then I squatted down gently and said to him calmly: "Love is a matter of two people. Between two people, if the other party no longer loves you,
, then you have no means to save her. And she, Yang Ziyi, has no love for you at all, so she has no feelings. This also makes it impossible for you and her to have even a trace of extra emotion, so you think that you thought you could convey it.
In fact, love will only annoy her and make her hate you even more."
"What are you talking about? Why can't I understand something..." Yang Zizi lowered his voice slightly and asked in a low voice next to me.
"I don't know... Anyway, it just came out of my mouth." I couldn't help but smile bitterly. Before he raised his head to look at me, I directly lowered my voice and said to Yang.
Ziji responded.
I looked at him looking a little helpless, watching him forcefully hold back the pain in his heart, and the more I looked at him, the more he looked like his original self.
Now I don’t actually want to admonish him, I want to tell my original self, because only those who have experienced such knots and pain can tell others who are experiencing it how to alleviate this pain. I don’t know
Whether I can do it... I'm not sure, but looking at his appearance, maybe it can be saved.
At this time, I couldn't help but have a helpless smile on my face, and I couldn't help but think:
[If someone could have persuaded me like I did back then, maybe I wouldn’t have been so badly hit, nor would I have completely lost my confidence. Nor would I have become the useless person I am now.]
Thinking of this, I squatted down gently, looked into his eyes with soft eyes, and advised softly: "So, as long as she doesn't love you, then everything you do to express your love to her is wrong.
Do you understand? No matter whether you are right or wrong, as long as she doesn't love you, she won't like your behavior, but if she loves you, then your farts will taste good. I hope you can understand that there is no right in love.
wrong."
"Pfft..." He suddenly laughed at my words. The way he was crying and laughing at the same time is really hard for me to describe. But as long as he is willing to laugh, it proves that I still have a chance in this matter.
I shrugged my shoulders and said to him in a very gentle tone, as if trying to persuade myself: "Humans are creatures that like to abuse themselves. The more complicated the things that people experience, the more complicated they are.
The deeper the pain, the more profound the impression will be on it, and the more memories of it will be."
"What you said is not wrong...but why did you say that suddenly?" He raised his head slightly and said to me with a wry smile.
I smiled bitterly, raised my head slightly, as if recalling myself in the past, and softly persuaded him: "This is why everyone wants to have a love that is unforgettable, and this is why everyone wants to be loved...
After rejection or breakup, I want to put myself in a more humble position. Because in this way, whether I share it with others in the future or recall it myself, I will think that I am nobler than I imagined. I
My heart will feel better."
At this time, the tears in the corners of his eyes had stopped, and the circles under his eyes were gradually losing their redness.
I gently stretched out my hand to him, smiled and said to him: "So you don't have to make yourself so sad, and you don't have to make yourself so heartbroken. After all, in the end, this so-called nobility will only make you remember.
It's even more painful when you wake up. So, look at it a bit, I'm not qualified to advise you to become pregnant, but I hope you won't sink because of this thing. Your life is still long, and your goals are far beyond this."
He grabbed my hand with a wry smile, and it seemed that he was successfully escaped by my mouth. Immediately after I pulled him up, he said helplessly: "The final winner, whatever he says seems to be the truth."
I smiled at him, and that smile was a wry smile.
[I actually really want to say to him: "No, actually I have never won. I just look at you like I saw the helpless me back then. I just want to persuade myself."
But I know that this sentence can convince everyone, but it cannot convince myself. If I could forget this sadness and pain, then I would not be standing here.]
I thought for a moment, forced a smile, and answered him directly: "Actually, I have never won. So I can understand you, because I have no emotions, so I can say this more rationally. And I just said
What I said to you was just because I felt something when I saw your appearance."
"Are you speaking out of emotion? But your tone really sounds like you have experienced pain many times. It's true.
Come here." He scratched his head and said to me with some confusion.
I smiled and patted his shoulder, and said calmly: "I just watched a lot of similar anime and books before, it's nothing."
"Then what you just said about never winning and having no feelings means..." He took a deep breath and asked me curiously.
I gently pushed Yang Zizi aside, and then said to him calmly: "Actually, she and I are really pretending to be a couple, but I'm here to persuade you. I want you to understand that she doesn't like it.
You, please don't disturb her life. Although she may change her mind in the future, endless harassment like yours will only eliminate this possibility."
"I understand. Regardless of whether I have a boyfriend or not, I will never harass her like this again." After hearing what I said, he nodded firmly, as if he had really made up his mind.
"That's good. I hope you keep your word."
I patted his shoulder, and after saying what I wanted to say the most, I turned around and walked to the other side of the playground.
[I hope he will really keep his word. In this way, I don’t have to worry about not completing the task and there will be more trouble.]
Thinking of this, I took out my phone from my pocket and took a look at the mission.
【mission completed】
[It’s great that it’s already finished. It’s really troublesome... But then again, class has already begun. I didn’t notice it at all just now... It seems that I was too focused when I was talking. But then again, I
It’s really suitable for the protagonist of Japanese comics, hahaha...]
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"I didn't expect that, tsk, I was really persuaded by his one or two words." Gao Fushuai, who was sitting on the ground, felt a little emotional. He looked at my retreating back and couldn't help but mutter to himself.
"He has experienced too many such things." Yang Ziyan raised his head, looked at my retreating back and said slowly.
"You know?" He turned his head curiously.
"I had already investigated him before asking him for help." After Yang Ziqian said this, he couldn't help but sigh, lowered his head slightly, and continued with some emotion: "The reason why he became such a person,
It’s all because of his experiences. Before that, he was also a lively, cheerful, and very popular person. Unfortunately, he has experienced many things that he shouldn’t have experienced..."
"What experience? Is it an emotional experience?" He tilted his head in confusion and asked softly.
"Yes, but I don't know if it's more specific." Yang Ziji sighed softly, and then said helplessly: "Some time ago, it seemed that he was getting better, and he could still smile a little every day, but
It's different now. Since the past few days, he has become even colder... Maybe he has suffered another blow."
"Well, every family has its own scriptures that are difficult to recite, and everyone has something they will never forget. But it seems that Master must have a lot to do." He sighed and said to Yang Ziqian with some emotion.
Yang Ziji sighed and looked at me leaning against the fence playing with my phone in the distance. He couldn't help but said slowly: "I hope he can come out of the shadows, but he seems to have promised something to others. According to common sense, he should be
He was unwilling to help me...but I didn't expect that he suddenly agreed to me as if he saw something on his phone."
Before the rich and handsome man could speak again, Yang Ziji suddenly turned his head and asked with a puzzled look on his face: "Wait a minute, who is the master you just mentioned? When did you recognize him?"
"I just recognized him. The master is him. He has taught me so much, so it would be right for me to call him master." Gao Fushuai scratched his head in embarrassment and said to her with a silly smile.