"Please tell me, I want to hear what's on your mind. Don't keep it bottled up inside." Wen Mo's face was covered in raindrops, and her eyes were faintly red.
He didn't want to see Xia Lian looking sad, especially now, so broken and dejected; it would make him feel terrible too.
Xia Lian shook her head, saying nothing, the soreness in her nose making her inexplicably choke up when she spoke.
yes.
Just stop thinking about these things.
All you need to do is forget who they are.
Just shift your focus.
But why can't I laugh at all at this moment?
She tried to wipe away the tears from her eyes, but unexpectedly, the more she wiped, the more tears she shed. Her face was already so red from crying that she couldn't show it to anyone. Xia Lian turned her back and, taking advantage of Wen Mo's inattention, suddenly started running forward in small steps.
"Why!"
Wenmo then realized what was happening and followed behind her at a distance.
She met someone she liked, but their inexplicable identities became an obstacle. Her already broken heart had been stitched back together with his sincerity, but now cracks were beginning to appear again. She ran while crying until she finally broke down in tears.
Water splashed several meters away from her feet, and her toes, hidden in her sneakers, were already soaked, but she didn't care about anything. She didn't know why she was running; she just wanted to get away.
"Could you... not get so close to me..."
Xia Lian turned around and blurted out a sentence with a sob in her voice.
Wenmo didn't reply, but obediently moved a little distance away.
When she ran to an unknown corner of the campus, Xia Lian turned around and saw that he was still following her. She cried even harder, her voice hoarse from sobbing.
"Are you still going to run? If you want to run, I'll run two more laps with you." Wen Mo's tears had long been washed away by the rain, and now he only felt that the trembling in his heart was not so severe.
"I'm not running... but I'm so sad... so very sad..."
Xia Lian suddenly squatted down, clutching her chest, and choked out, "Why...why are you so good to me..."
If that's the case, then I can't even have any other thoughts. If I pretend to be stupid, I can continue to stay by his side. But everything in my heart seems to be crying out to him, telling him how special our feelings are.
Xia Lian, like a lost child, squatted on the ground and wailed. After a few seconds, she suddenly stood up and threw herself into Wen Mo's arms.
"I know perfectly well that thinking like this... is too selfish... too cunning..."
She continued speaking with a sob in her voice, her expression unreadable, whether it was sadness or some other emotion.
"It's so painful...it's so unbearable..."
Xia Lian pounded on Wen Mo's chest until she finally gently raised her head, her face wet with rain and tears, revealing a faint smile, two lines of clear tears slowly dripping down her cheeks.
"I like you so much..."
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