Yu Xiangyang's words were like a hurricane, stirring up huge waves on the dead lake in Wen Qiuning's heart.
A sudden warmth filled her heart, and her heart began to beat wildly, a feeling she had never experienced before spreading from her chest.
Yu Xiangyang's angry yet aggrieved look made her heart suddenly contract a few times, with a slight pain.
The pain sobered her up, and she recalled the scene of her and her mother being despised by the world.
"You slut who can't control your own ass!"
"You are a bastard born from a mother but not raised by a father!"
"When you grow up you'll be as wild as your mother!"
“···”
The strong wind and huge waves suddenly stopped.
Wen Qiuning's dark eyes stared at Yu Xiangyang, calm and dim.
Wen Qiuning said, "If you mean you like me, then let me tell you, I don't like you, never have! When we first met, I told you, don't like me!"
The expression on Yu Xiangyang's face turned into pain and sadness. He opened his mouth with difficulty, "Wen Qiuning...", but he didn't know what to say.
Wen Qiuning understood what he meant, but she just didn't like him.
The pain and tightness in his chest made him feel helpless.
Wen Qiuning just said calmly: "Yu Xiangyang, go back and stop liking me."
She passed by, leaving Yu Xiangyang standing there stupidly.
The moon hid in the clouds. On the quiet street, a row of street lights cast shadows of two figures walking away.
Yu Xiangyang returned home in a daze. The pain did not ease, but became more and more painful, excruciating.
Wen Qiuning's heartless and indifferent look was like a sharp knife cutting into his heart, causing him to toss and turn in pain, unable to sleep.
Human joys and sorrows are not shared.
When Yu Xiangyang was in great pain, his good brother was doing the happiest thing.
Cheng Jingmo pinched Yu Xiangnian's slender waist with his hands, and his thin lips lingered on her back, shoulders and neck.
Waves of numbing sensations spread from the lower back, Yu Xiangnian's legs went weak, and a few small sounds came out of his mouth.
Cheng Jingmo kissed her lips, taking away her air, and suddenly, Yu Xiangnian disappeared.
When she was full, she wanted to push him away, but Cheng Jingmo did not let her go tonight, again and again.
Wen Qiuning also had difficulty falling asleep.
She lay on the bed, and the pain in her heart was no less than Yu Xiangyang's.
Only she herself knew how much pain she felt when she said those words.
She admitted that she had feelings for Xiangyang.
Yu Xiangyang is like the sun, dazzling and warm. For someone like her who lives in a cold hell, she longs for warmth and wants to get closer to the sun, but she is more afraid of being scared to death by the dazzling light.
Besides, how many loyal men can there be in the world? Why does she think she will be lucky enough to meet one?
Yu Xiangyang always showed his emotions on his face. Not to mention Cheng Jingmo, even Yu Xiangnian could see Yu Xiangyang's sadness and loss.
Thinking about how he ran out in a hurry after dinner last night, he looked like an abandoned husband today.
Needless to say, it must be the relationship that ended before it even began!
Time can heal everything, let him slow down.
Yu Xiangyang lazily leaned on the sofa. An An took a candy without the candy wrapper and fed it to his mouth, "Uncle, eat it."
Yu Xiangyang opened his mouth and ate it, "Give uncle another one."
Eating a few more should help ease the bitterness in his heart.
Yu Xiangyang never went to see Wen Qiuning again.
If he doesn't like it, then he doesn't like it. He is not the kind of person who would pester you.
But I can't control the longing in my heart.
It was usually fine at school, but on weekends, Yu Xiangyang was like a schizophrenic. His legs habitually wanted to go out, but his brain warned him not to go.
Cheng Jingmo couldn't bear to see his conflicted and painful expression, but he didn't know what to do.
"How about I ask Nian Nian how to deal with this matter?"
"No!" Yu Xiangyang refused without even thinking.
Don’t you think he hasn’t lost enough face? !
Just like that, after persisting for more than a month, Yu Xiangyang was filled with longing and dreamed again!
Waking up in the middle of the night, feeling hot and humid.
In the darkness, alone with eyes open.
When did he fall in love with Wen Qiuning?
I don’t know when he fell in love with her, but by the time he realized it, he had already fallen in love with her.
What do you like about her?
I like the way she smiles, I like her whiteness and pinkness, I like her coldness, I like her tenacity, I like her bravery, and even the way she coldly rejects him, I seem to like it all!
But she doesn't like him!
Thinking of this, Yu Xiangyang's hot feeling suddenly cooled down.
Yu Xiangnian also knew Yu Xiangyang's troubles and wanted to help him solve them.
But when she saw that Wen Qiuning was studying and working as usual, unaffected at all, she held back.
It seems that the man has feelings for the woman but she is not interested. There is no need to force it.
Wen Qin asked Wen Qiuning to invite Yu Xiangyang and others to dinner at her home, but Wen Qiuning refused twice.
Wen Qiuning remained expressionless, but she was sadder than anyone else, and her heart felt empty.
But she had learned to suppress her emotions since she was old enough to understand. No matter how sad she was, she would not let Wen Qin see it, and no one else could see it either.
Fortunately, books can fill the emptiness in her heart.
Whenever she missed him, she would read a book to distract herself.
She worked harder than anyone else. An article she wrote was published in the school newspaper and received unanimous praise from teachers and students.
The topic everyone has been talking about recently is the article written by Wen Qiuning.
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