I don't know why.
The thought of telling Song Lingshan about her resignation on Monday made Su Luo completely unable to relax.
Even the excitement I felt upon hearing about Nami's divorce was completely suppressed.
He also seemed very distracted during the live stream.
The broadcast finally ended.
Su Luo slumped into the chair, let out a long breath, her throat dry and sore. She picked up the water glass on the corner of the table and took a big gulp.
Knock knock knock!
There was a knock on the door.
Su Luo swallowed a large gulp of water, put down the glass, and turned to look at the door to ask.
Who is it?
"It's me."
Upon hearing Song Lingshan's voice, Su Luo's heart, which had just calmed down, jumped again, and she stammered.
"Yes, is there something you need?"
"I'm coming in."
Su Luo: "Huh?"
Did he just agree? Was he asking if there was something wrong?
The door was unlocked, and Song Lingshan pushed it open and entered.
Su Luo caught her breath when she saw who it was.
The Song Lingshan in front of me was dressed completely differently from usual, having given up her usual black suit.
She was wearing a beige fitted long-sleeved dress and matching high heels.
She straightened her wavy hair and let it fall over her shoulders. Her makeup was also much lighter than before, as if she had only applied nude lipstick.
Such a pure and gentle look was something Su Luo had never seen before.
However, he had to point out that while it's true that Song Lingshan is beautiful and looks good in anything, this outfit really doesn't match her natural temperament at all.
Because of her striking features and sharp eyes, even without makeup and wearing nude lipstick, she still gives off a very aggressive vibe.
So wearing such a ladylike outfit feels quite out of place.
Su Luo suddenly wanted to ask, "What happened to you that made you dressed like this?"
But he dared not say anything, for fear that Song Lingshan would get angry.
Song Lingshan's eyes were a little red and bloodshot, as if she hadn't slept well last night.
Seeing that Su Luo was silent and had a strange expression, Song Lingshan questioned her.
"Isn't it pretty?"
"..."
Su Luo was silent for two seconds, then said against her will, "It looks good."
That's right, he's a person who "knows how to adapt to the times."
Although Song Lingshan dressed very gently, her strong personality remained unchanged. She tossed the brown paper bag in her hand to Su Luo and said without a doubt.
"For you."
Huh?
Su Luo didn't dodge at all; the paper bag had already hit his leg. Just as he was wondering what was inside...
Song Lingshan spoke again, "It's a scarf."
She got home last night, climbed into bed, and tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep, her mind constantly replaying what Nami Ozawa had said to her.
They said she was too domineering towards Su Luo, didn't consider his feelings, didn't understand love, and was always self-centered.
She then carefully considered all the details of her interactions with Su Luo after returning to China, and realized that she had indeed felt somewhat guilty towards him.
So I got up in the middle of the night and started knitting a scarf for Su Luo.
Because she remembered that back in college, some girls in her class would knit scarves for their boyfriends in the winter. Although Su Luo didn't say he wanted one, when he saw his female classmate knitting a scarf at her seat during a break, he clearly saw envy and jealousy in his eyes.
She clearly sensed that Su Luo wanted it, but she disdained to do such a thing, thinking that only poor people would do something so tacky.
If Su Luo wants a scarf, he can easily spend money to buy him a high-end luxury scarf.
She didn't understand what was so good about the cheap stuff she bought for a few dozen yuan from inferior yarn.
I don't understand why guys are so touched when they receive an ugly, cheap scarf knitted by their girlfriend.
But last night, when she calmed down and did this, she suddenly understood.
The reason she knitted a scarf for her boyfriend wasn't because of the price of the scarf, but because of the sentiment behind it. While knitting the scarf, she recalled all the little things she had shared with Su Luo.
The long yarn seemed to be filled with her love for this relationship.
She sat on the edge of the bed and knitted for a whole night and day, until her eyes were almost blind, and finally finished knitting before Su Luo got off work.
After finishing the knitting, fearing that Su Luo would be afraid of her again, she dressed up as a gentle person.
Su Luo opened the bag and saw a navy blue scarf inside.
It's obviously not a purchased finished product; there are loose threads and the surface is uneven.
Su Luo immediately guessed that this must have been done by Song Lingshan.
The words of Song Lingshan's female classmate knitting a scarf for her boyfriend, which she heard behind her back in college, unconsciously came to mind.
"What era are we living in? How can anyone be so stupid as to go to the trouble of knitting that cheap, rubbish scarf for their boyfriend? It's absolutely idiotic."
He just smiled and didn't say anything, but what he was thinking was...
Of course you wouldn't understand their feelings, nor would you understand how their boyfriends felt when they received the gifts.
Because you are different from us. You were born with a silver spoon in your mouth and received the best elite education. Your values are different from ours, and of course, your views on love are different too.
Actually, you don't know, what I want most is not the expensive gift you buy, but this kind of gift that you think is as cheap as trash, and that takes time and effort to make.
Because he makes me feel your love, and you have no shortage of money, so the expensive gifts you buy for me don't really make me feel that you love me, so I'm unwilling to accept your expensive gifts.
I thought you would never understand my feelings, and you would never bother to fulfill my ridiculous request.
But why do you suddenly understand now?
Su Luo stood frozen in place, her body seemingly encased in ice for a moment.
The scarf in his hand suddenly felt incredibly heavy, as if it were dragging him back to the past about Song Lingshan that he didn't want to recall.
My nasal cavity is becoming increasingly sore and dry.
Song Lingshan had no idea what Su Luo was thinking, but she could tell that his expression had gotten even worse.
He moved closer to Su Luo, held out his hand, and said unhappily, "If you don't like it, then give it back to me?"
She knew her scarf was ugly, even she disliked it, and she wasn't sure if Su Luo still wanted it.
After all, it's been more than three years since we first fell in love.
But she felt that even if Su Luo didn't like it, he probably wouldn't return it to her. She said that just to save face.
Suppressing her surging emotions, Su Luo handed the scarf to Song Lingshan without hesitation.
"?!?!"
Song Lingshan looked surprised, never expecting that Su Luo would actually return it to him. Even if she didn't like it, she didn't have to actually return it to him, after all, she had knitted it for so long.
I'm annoyed, very annoyed, extremely annoyed.
Song Lingshan took the scarf, forcefully draped it over Su Luo's shoulders, and tied it in a tight knot.
The whole process took less than three seconds.
Before Su Luo could react, Song Lingshan grabbed her by the neck. Su Luo's face turned red as she tried to untie her scarf.
However, Song Lingshan forcefully held his hand down.
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