Wang Xueying almost complained about everything in a roaring and crying way, without stopping, without giving Shen Dapeng a chance to interrupt, and without any regrets, "We have been getting along day and night in college, and every time I work hard, I feel that I am shortened from you."
The distance has reached, but you will run further soon. Every day, I don't know what you are thinking at all. I can only try, try, try hard to guess, but... I can't guess.
I can’t guess why you like Cao Mengyuan who is already engaged and hasn’t contacted you; I can’t guess what’s wrong with me that makes you reject my confession again and again; I can’t guess what you are doing
What kind of love do you want, what career do you want to do.
I think we love each other emotionally, I think we support each other in our careers, I think how happy we will be in the future, I think here! I also think there! I think everything! Because I can’t see clearly at all.
You, I can't figure you out, so I can only think about it by myself."
"..." This time, it was Shen Dapeng's turn to be speechless. It wasn't that he didn't dare to face it, it was just that he had nothing to say.
Wang Xueying didn't know anything, she could only guess, so why not him? Cao Mengyuan called him every few months, but there was no explanation, no sweet words, no current life situation, and no plans for the next few months.
, if Wang Xueying was aggrieved because she couldn't get it, Shen Dapeng was confused because of the unknown.
"Shen Dapeng, I've really had enough. I've never been a person full of negative energy and capricious, but these days when I like you, I look like a carefree and calculating little woman. I want to worry about you.
Do you like that others don't want me? I have to worry about what I didn't do well enough to make you hate me. I don't want to be a wretched person who can only cry because I am not myself at all."
Wang Xueying tried her best to be as calm as possible and walked from the bed to Shen Dapeng. She looked up unconvinced at Shen Dapeng, who was more than a head taller than her. Her eyes were full of loneliness and unwillingness, "Today I only want you to tell me the truth. What do you mean to me?"
Do you have a favorable impression? Even a little bit is fine! I admit that you like Cao Mengyuan, but can you give me a chance to compete fairly with her instead of just ignoring my sincerity like air? "
"..."
There was a deathly silence in the room. Shen Dapeng didn't speak for a long time. His breathing became as rapid as Wang Xueying's. He looked down at the poor man in front of him who was so wronged that he was about to collapse.
Dozens of seconds of staring at each other failed to increase the feelings and understanding between the two. In the end, Shen Dapeng sighed deeply and gently stroked Wang Xueying's messy hair, "I'm sorry..."
"Okay, no need to say sorry, no one is sorry to anyone."
Wang Xueying pushed Shen Dapeng's arm away hard, wiped away her tears and rearranged her hair and clothes. She pretended to be calm and took a deep breath and exhaled, "The love I want is never begging for mercy, and I don't need to beg for mercy from anyone."
You don't need unimportant care if you have love. Just go, I'm going to sleep."
After saying that, she turned her back to Shen Dapeng, but the tears she had just wiped away fell down again, but this time she didn't want Shen Dapeng to see it, and she didn't want to use the pain in her heart as a way to gain sympathy, not to mention that sympathy was simply useless.
She can't change the love she thinks, but she can cherish it as much as her life.
"Good night."
Shen Dapeng said good night softly and walked to the door. He glanced at Wang Xueying who was still standing motionless with some worry. In the end, he chose to leave, which was like a firmer rejection.
"Ah! Woohoo!!!"
The moment the door closed, Wang Xueying collapsed to the ground weakly, crying even more hysterically and heartbreakingly than before. But after just a few seconds, she immediately pulled the quilt to cover her mouth and nose, hiding her voice under the quilt.
Here, the sincerity of giving is deep in the memory, and the experience of not knowing whether it is luck or hardship is buried in the bottom of my heart.
Those who get it will feel confident, and those who don’t get it will always be in turmoil.
Ever since she was a child, whatever Wang Xueying wanted, her father and her sister would spare no effort to give it to her. Even her sister's favorite doll, skirt, and high-heeled shoes, as long as she said a casual word, she would get it the next day when she wakes up.
Quietly and neatly placed beside the pillow on her bed.
She couldn't figure out now whether her unwillingness to Shen Dapeng was just because she didn't get it. Swallowing sour and salty tears, she quietly recalled the first time she met Shen Dapeng alone.
Shen Dapeng is not ugly, and can be said to be handsome, but he is by no means youthful and sunny enough to charm a city with just a smile; Shen Dapeng is also smart and wise, and being able to enter Shuimu University as the national liberal arts champion is enough to prove it, but that is just academic work and has no long-term future.
There is no direct connection; Shen Dapeng can also seize rare opportunities to make money, but he also likes to do things that others cannot understand, such as scrap collection stations, environmental protection laboratories, online shopping malls...
Wang Xueying always felt that she couldn't explain it, and she couldn't even understand what was so good about Shen Dapeng. He was so good that she could willingly put down her high dignity to beg for mercy, and so good that she could sneak into the county regardless of her sister's feelings, just to risk her life again.
A sincere confession at the risk of embarrassment and rejection.
Could it be that all this is unexplainable just because...I didn't get it? Or...I couldn't get it?
Outside the room, at the door, Shen Dapeng leaned quietly against the door, listening to the sometimes clear and sometimes vague cries in the room. He felt as powerless as Wang Xueying in the room, but as long as Wang Xueying could still cry, he was not too worried.
Tears are the testimony of Wang Xueying's injury. Sadness is always inevitable, but when the tears eventually run out, when you are tired, exhausted, and exhausted, you will eventually have no strength to vent with tears and cries.
Shen Dapeng absentmindedly came to the door of Jason and Mark's room. He knocked several times but no one responded. When he went to Tang Wei and Sun Dapaozi's room, no one opened the door for him. As for Li Zeyu and Lin Xiaoxiao's room, he didn't know how.
Be a bright light bulb, and at midnight on Valentine’s Day, you can’t just be a light bulb!
When he was still at the KTV just now, Shen Dapeng considered that he would play very late and didn't want to go home and disturb his parents' rest. He thought about booking a room for himself. After asking, he learned that the room was fully booked as early as the afternoon.
Only the room where Wang Yuying usually lives on the top floor is left. Wang Yuying has not come back from the city, but he is not a man who can go alone to the room where girls usually live. The impact will be bad.
I touched my pocket unintentionally and found the key to my home. I smiled bitterly and shook my head. It seems that the saying "home is a safe haven" is true. No matter when, where, or what the situation, only the door of home is always open unconditionally.