Chapter 93: What I Want Is Pure Feeling
In the early morning of the end of June, the sun was already high in the sky outside the window.
The girl on the bed opened her eyes dazedly, rubbed her arms and limbs gently with her slender white fingers, tilted her head, and felt uncomfortable all over.
I had a strange dream last night. I was hugged by a teddy bear.
I couldn't move the entire night, and now my whole body aches.
She raised her head, looked around, opened her eyes wide in shock, and instantly lost all sleepiness.
Isn't the layout of the bedroom in front of me exactly the same as the room in the world in the book three years ago?
This He Zhimo even said he didn't know her.
It's him!
She threw back the quilt, put on her slippers, and rushed out of the bedroom.
In the living room, a man in black home clothes sat quietly on the sofa, his long legs elegantly crossed. The sunlight from the window poured in, and the man's profile was beautiful.
She was stunned for a second, then rushed over without caring about her image. "He Zhimo, it's you, right? It's you?"
The man raised his eyes calmly, his dark eyes filled with a hint of doubt, "Miss Tang, you mistook me for your friend again?"
Tang Susu lowered her head, her clear eyes fixed on the man in front of her.
The man had a stunning face, pale skin, and looked exactly the same, with a similar sense of sickness.
And this is exactly the same house decoration, and her bedroom.
All the evidence here points to He Zhimo.
"He Zhimo, you are He Zhimo!"
The man lowered his head, lowered his dark eyes, and sighed softly.
"Miss Tang is so emotional. Does she have any special feelings for your friend?"
Tang Susu looked at his unfamiliar appearance and couldn't help feeling sad.
They were the same person, but he didn't recognize her.
She lowered her head and said dejectedly: "Well, I like him."
The man's body stiffened slightly, then he returned to his calm expression. "Like? Didn't Miss Tang say we were just friends? How did it become like now?"
Tang Susu was stunned.
She felt extremely sad when she thought of the scene where He Zhimo confessed his love to her and she rejected him.
He liked her so much at that time and did so many things for her, but she rejected him so cruelly.
She squatted down and looked at the man in front of her seriously. "I thought of him as a friend at first, but I don't know when this friendship turned sour. I gradually fell in love with him, but I knew that this feeling was not allowed, so I tried my best to suppress it. I even pretended not to like him."
The living room suddenly became quiet.
Outside the window, the birds were perched on the branches, chirping.
The man suddenly lowered his head. "Miss Tang, if you were able to suppress your emotions three years ago, why can't you suppress them now?"
Caught off guard, their eyes met, and Tang Susu's heart couldn't help but skip a beat.
She couldn't help wanting to escape from this oppressive pressure, but she also wanted to get closer to this man.
"At the time, I thought he didn't like me, or rather, I thought he just had a little bit of a crush on me. I didn't expect that he would do so much for me."
She couldn't stop feeling sad when she thought about how he was willing to sacrifice his life for her, but she hurt him so badly.
He was a bad man, but for her, he became a fool.
And what did she do.
She thought he liked to eat pressed candies, but in the novel he didn't like to eat candies. Eating candies was just a habit he had when he was killing people in the novel.
But she misunderstood. Since he liked it, she gave it to him and he ate it.
She thought of a scene in the novel where he felt disgusted when he saw greasy food.
But she likes fried chicken, so he always accompanies her to eat fried chicken.
In the past, she seemed to have never thought about truly understanding him, and took it for granted that he should be like this.
But because he liked her, he silently accepted everything she gave him, whether he liked her or not.
The man suddenly laughed out loud, and used his slender fingers to push away the stray hair from her forehead.
She was stunned, not daring to move, her heart beating rapidly.
The man withdrew his hand and said slowly, "So, Miss Tang, you were moved by your friend doing something for you, so you persisted in looking for him?
If you don't know what he did, then have you already forgotten him now?"
She was stunned.
If she didn't know what He Zhimo did for her, would she forget him?
Of course not.
She shook her head. "No, even if I didn't know what he did, I wouldn't forget him."
The man lowered his eyes, his dark eyes looking at him solemnly, "Even if I can't forget you, we're just friends."
He suddenly stood up and turned his back to her, "Miss Tang, there's no need to blame yourself. Guilt doesn't mean love. He likes you, so he definitely didn't expect anything in return for all the sacrifices he made.
I think, even if he is standing in front of you, he does not want to use those so-called sacrifices to kidnap your feelings.
What he wanted, from the beginning to the end, was just pure love.
Miss Tang, I have something else to do, you go back by yourself.
After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the study.
Tang Susu blinked in confusion. What is pure love?
She liked He Zhimo before she knew he was her husband.
How come knowing that he is a mistress makes the relationship no longer pure?
She looked at his back and said, "No! I like him because I like him. I just like him as a person."
The man stiffened slightly, but did not turn around.
The huge living room suddenly became empty, and the silence made people feel a little distressed.
Tang Susu stood there, suddenly feeling a tightness in her chest.
He Zhimo, who liked her so much, really didn't remember her.
She stood far away, looking at the closed study, but still walked over. She stood at the door and knocked twice.
She faced the red wooden door and said softly, "He Zhimo, take care of yourself. Remember to go to the hospital for an X-ray. I'm going back now."
study.
The man leaned his slender body against the desk, staring at the computer's electronic controls. He didn't come out of the study until the girl left.
He stared at the place where the girl had just been for a long time with his dark eyes, without saying a word.
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