"Until today, if someone would ask me, why did you still break up when you were so good? It's really unexpected. Look, how can I accept something that others can't understand."
- No.
Song Jin'an suddenly seemed to have lost interest, glanced roughly at the lavender on both sides, and then started playing with his phone.
Yan Haoxiang thought she was looking at the photo, but she heard the background sound in the game.
He glanced at Song Jin'an and chuckled angrily,
yanhaoxiang"Don't want to watch it anymore?"
Song Jin'an didn't raise his head after saying that, but continued to stare at the phone.
yanhaoxiang"If you don't want to see it, then go back to the hotel."
yanhaoxiang"Don't come again."
He said this with a hint of anger, but Song Jin'an didn't seem to be able to hear it. After clearing the game for a few minutes, he raised his head and walked towards the exit.
Yan Haoxiang was so angry that he couldn't help it. He wanted to tie Song Jinan up and give her a punishment, so that she wouldn't do this again.
But he still walked in front of Song Jin'an like a compromise, and then led her to the exit.
yanhaoxiang"What's your situation?"
Yan Haoxiang gritted his teeth and spit out this sentence, but Song Jinan was still expressionless when he heard it.
yanhaoxiang"Why are you going crazy every day?"
yanhaoxiang"Is it useless to say I love you?"
Song Jin'an smiled softly when she heard the words, and her smile was full of sarcasm. She just said lightly,
songjinan"Didn't it mean nothing when I said I liked you?"
songjinan"I'm crying and begging you to believe me, but it's useless."
Yan Haoxiang lowered his eyes and heard Song Jinan mention the past lightly. His chest seemed to be stuffed into a ball of cotton, making him breathless.
Just as Yan Haoxiang started, Song Jinan interrupted his words as if he had lost patience, walked forward from his side, and passed him by.
songjinan"Blocking the way."
Song Jin'an took a few steps and said again, this time he didn't look back,
songjinan"The promises of childhood don't count anymore."
Yan Haoxiang hung his head as if he had lost his strength when he heard the words. The corners of his mouth raised a wry smile, and the loss in his pupils was obvious. It was the first time he knew what heartache felt like.
He regretted it so much, if he had believed her even a little bit.
But the little love when I was a child has already become very shallow in the passage of time.
Song Jin'an was sometimes like a trash can for his emotional venting, throwing all negative emotions into it.
But no matter how he treated her, she always smiled in front of him.
At that time, he had long forgotten the promises he made when he was a child.
But when he wanted to pick it up now, he had no chance.
He looked up at Song Jin'an's back getting farther and farther away from him, until he could no longer see it.
This distance that slowly becomes farther is also the distance between their hearts.
After a long time, Yan Haoxiang returned to the hotel. He looked very normal. The two stayed in the room and didn't say anything, but Song Jinan felt a little embarrassed.
But in the end, she just played on her phone until she felt sleepy, and then lay in bed and fell asleep.
She didn't know what her plans were for tomorrow, but she should only be here for a month.
When he got up the next morning, breakfast was already on the table, and Song Jinan was still habitually eating some and vomiting half.
The feeling of vomiting and fasting was uncomfortable, but she had done it many times, so it wasn't particularly uncomfortable.
