Liang Zhirou was a little confused when she heard Chen Lu's words, and began to seriously recall whether she had ever smiled at Chen Lu.
She must have smiled in her heart, for example, when Chen Lu first messaged her, when he first drank the porridge she cooked, when he first played the guitar for her, and when he first told her, "I'm here for you."
Even just now, when I put on the dress Chen Lu bought for me.
She laughed at all.
But whether she actually showed it or not, she herself was unsure.
She had suppressed her emotions for too long, habitually hiding them in her heart, to the point that she was completely confused.
Looking at Chen Lu walking slowly towards her, Liang Zhirou asked nervously, "I... I didn't?"
Chen Lu held his phone up to her. Although the girl in the picture was a little shy, she looked very happy. She was wearing a light green belted dress in a sea of flowers under the light, and her hair was hanging down. She looked like she was living a peaceful life.
But it seems like something is missing.
She quickly realized that the only thing she hadn't done was laugh.
"I've never seen you smile since I met you." Chen Lu's expression was very serious; this question had been on his mind for a long time.
Let alone Lin Miaomiao, even Chen Mo, who rarely shows off in front of outsiders, laughs happily countless times a day.
Even Mo Yuqing was no exception.
But Liang Zhirou didn't, not even once.
Chen Lu put his phone back in his pocket, looked at the girl in front of him who was blinking blankly, hesitated for a moment, then poked her face with his two thumbs, forcibly curving her lips into a smile, and asked softly, "Have you been unhappy these days?"
"I'm so happy," Liang Zhirou said earnestly, her words slightly slurred by Chen Lu's prodding. "I'm really happy."
Every day since I met you feels like a dream.
"That's your own problem then." Chen Lu withdrew his hand and breathed a sigh of relief.
"I don't know, I never thought about holding back my laughter."
Liang Zhirou herself was a little confused, "I just don't want to cry."
Chen Lu couldn't help but chuckle, "So you couldn't even hold back your tears, and now you've forgotten how to laugh, huh?"
He frowned slightly after he finished speaking.
Actually, if you think about it carefully, although Liang Zhirou often has tears welling up in her eyes, she has never really cried.
At least in terms of her upbringing, she's practically indistinguishable from someone who can't cry.
"Take your time," Chen Lu said softly, looking at the girl in front of him who was looking down.
At that moment, he seemed to see again the girl in the hot pot restaurant, who, despite being scolded, kept tears welling up in her eyes but dared not cry.
"From now on, try not to suppress your emotions. Laugh when you want to laugh, and cry when you want to cry."
As he spoke, he gently poked the girl's cheek, "Anyway, I'll laugh with you when you laugh, and I'll wipe away your tears when you cry, so why should you hold back your tears?"
“Things are different now than before, you know? Maybe before, you only had a mother who was afraid you would be bullied, and you didn’t dare to cry.”
"Now that I'm here, I can share your sorrow."
"You don't necessarily have to eat a piece of candy when you're feeling down."
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Lu suddenly felt a drop of warm liquid slide down his finger and fall in front of his eyes.
When attention returned to the girl's face, she was already in tears.
Chen Lu didn't say anything, but gently wiped away Liang Zhirou's tears with very tenderness.
Although he appeared calm on the surface.
Actually, he was extremely panicked inside.
Holy crap! Why?!
She suddenly started crying out of nowhere; I wasn't prepared at all.
Will others mistakenly think I'm abusing innocent young girls if they see this?
Oh well, let it be a misunderstanding. As long as I'm not embarrassed, it's them who are embarrassed.
Unfortunately, in those two seconds that Chen Lu was looking at the passersby, he missed the girl's lips slightly curving upwards as she cried.
Perhaps she was tired of standing and crying, so the girl rested her forehead on Chen Lu's shoulder and continued to wipe away her tears.
After a long while, the extremely endearing girl finally wiped away her tears.
Chen Lu chuckled softly, thinking to himself that girls really are made of water; they can cry for so long.
As for why he was crying, he had no idea and there was no need to ask.
Perhaps it was out of emotion, or perhaps it was to let out all the grievances she had suffered before—it's hard to say.
It's always a good thing that you can vent your emotions.
Under the cover of night, the two walked towards the parking lot.
"You've been leaning on my shoulder for ages, you gotta pay me back, let me tell you," Chen Lu joked, looking up at the moon that had just peeked out from behind the clouds.
"Then... will you cry in my arms next time too?"
"...No need."
When the car stopped at the entrance of the alley, Liang Zhirou didn't rush to get out because her eyes were still a little swollen.
Chen Lu even went to the pharmacy to buy ice packs for her to apply as a cold compress.
After all, at the very least, this would worry Liang Zhirou's mother, and at worst, it would concern her lifelong reputation.
"Remember to send me the photos you took," Liang Zhirou said with her eyes closed.
Chen Lu slowly shook his head, "This filming was not good."
"I think it's great." Liang Zhirou took the ice pack off her hands and looked at him with some curiosity.
As a result, Chen Lu looked very serious.
For some reason, he gave a wry smile. "That's just how cell phones are. It would be better if it were a better DSLR."
His own DSLR camera broke, and he didn't want to use the one Mo Yuqing had given him. He was thinking about when to buy another one.
Looking at Chen Lu's sullen expression, Liang Zhirou blinked, seemingly lost in thought.
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