He likes to call her "Qingqing", and whenever he calls her that in his low and seductive voice, she has the urge to give up everything for him. When he stood in front of her again, hugged her truly, and softly called her "Qingqing" again, she seemed to feel that the boy in white clothes and snow had never gone far in her memory, but she didn't want to sink into this anymore...
Once, he said to her: "Qingqing, you like me because I have something you have always longed for, and I like her just because she is her."
There were only two lines of clear tears that answered him.
"Qingqing, I like you." At this moment, he was saying the love words she wanted to hear most, but she no longer needed them.
"You gave her your love without any reason, and now you say you like me, so what do you like about me?" Mu Qing's eyes lost warmth. Three years later, she already had the courage to reject him.
Facing her question, he couldn't answer, and his clenched hands loosened again...
Love is an obsession. Mu Qing's persistence three years ago became Jiang Li's persistence three years later...