My "breakup" with Lu Shi usually doesn't start with "Let's break up", but with the third time he "has read and cannot reply" my message.
He is a talented painter, a Gemini, with a hard mouth but a soft heart. Actions are always a hundred times more powerful than words - but all I want is the sentence "I am".
I am an interior designer, born under the sign of Cancer, sensitive and stubborn. I know clearly that his cold violence makes me suffer, but every time I am defeated by the late-night snacks he brings me late at night and the portraits he secretly draws in his studio.
We are like two opposing roads, one is chasing after the other, one is cold and the other is hot. He said, "If you can't bear it, you can leave," but there was a whole wall of my portraits hidden in the studio. I cried and said, "We really broke up this time," but when I saw him standing in the rain waiting for me, I softened my heart as I was hopeless.
Others advised me: He is not worthy. But only I know that he will write down every dish I like to eat in his memo, he will tilt his umbrella towards me when I am not paying attention, and he will silently move the studio to the place closest to my company when I work overtime until the early morning.
He doesn't know how to say love, but the painting is all about me.
This is not a sweet pet, nor is it sadomasochism. It is a story about two imperfect people who learn to say "I love you" in each other's way during confrontation.
If you have ever repeatedly doubted "Does he love me or not" in love? If you have also fallen in love soberly——
This book is written for you.
