"When will you feel special and sorry for me?"
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Yan Haoxiang heard the hidden emotions in Song Jinan's tone. He pursed his lips and felt a little overwhelmed. He just lowered his volume and tried his best to make his voice sound milder.
yanhaoxiang"It doesn't matter."
yanhaoxiang"I think it's fine."
It means as long as he is willing to do it.
I don't care if Song Jinan needs it or not.
As long as he wants to.
Hearing Yan Haoxiang's deliberately soft tone, Song Jin'an suddenly felt a little ridiculous.
When will Yan Haoxiang be so gentle with her?
When did Yan Haoxiang start to care about her feelings?
Something she couldn't get how much she wanted before.
It's easy to own now.
It's really funny.
Then she heard herself whisper,
songjinan"Yan Haoxiang, I hate you so much."
Why do you always control my emotions so easily?
It used to be, and it is now, when will I be able to let go of me?
She took two slow breaths, then wiped the corners of her eyes and continued,
Yan Haoxiang suddenly squeezed his fist when he heard the words, and held his breath for a second or two. It took him a while to slowly find his voice, forcing himself to speak as calmly as possible.
yanhaoxiang"I won't, let go."
yanhaoxiang"It was all my fault before."
The deep voice was hoarse.
songjinan"Yeah, it's all your fault."
Hearing this, Song Jinan slowly moved away from the phone, stared at the three words on the phone screen for a long time, and slowly stopped talking. Finally, when Yan Haoxiang pondered the words and wanted to speak again, Song Jinan opened his mouth.
Then quickly hung up the phone.
No hesitation, no reluctance, nothing.
The face is even just expressionless.
That's all.
Yan Haoxiang, who had been hung up on the phone, went blank for a while before he trembled and dialed again, but this time no one answered, the bell stopped after two rings, and was hung up again.
Song Jin'an looked at the three familiar words flashing on the screen of the phone, covering his face and the corners of his eyes slowly getting wet.
When did they start to become such a relationship?
When did they switch roles?
But her heart was so sad. Would Yan Haoxiang want to cry too?
When he did those things to her, would he hesitate, be reluctant, or even feel sorry for her?
Will Yan Haoxiang do it?
But why would she.
Her shoulders began to tremble slightly, and her eyes turned red for a long time.
Yan Haoxiang held his phone and looked out of the car window for a long time. He didn't know what to think, and his mind was just blank.
Suddenly, he suddenly became afraid. Song Jin'an was not in the villa now. What if she was ready to run away from him?
She said to him, goodbye.
What does it really mean?
Are you leaving him?
But is she really willing?
Yan Haoxiang suddenly flashed this sentence in his mind, he was stunned for a second or two, and then smiled lightly with a mockery.
Why do you think she would be reluctant?
Or do you think everything you've done to her before can go with the wind lightly?
What the hell are you thinking, Yan Haoxiang.
What are you thinking of yourself, Yan Haoxiang.
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