Love Is Empty

Song Kong betrayed Lu Anan. Lu Anan blinked, feeling very sleepy. The wine had a lot of stamina. Lu Anan was probably drunk, and with the drunkenness, she smiled and started to act unscrupulously, "Hey, Song Kongmeng, do you really not consider me? I'm so good, I'm good-looking, my legs are long, my family has money, I still like you, I'm good at studying, and I'm not picky about food. You like to play basketball and paint, and so do I. Although I'm not good at it, I can learn well." Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, Lu Anan spoke again: "Song Kongmeng, I'm drunk, will you be angry if drunk people do whatever they want?" Song Kongmeng snorted, paused and asked, "Do whatever you want?" Lu Anan suddenly became serious, and she asked in an extremely calm tone: "Just... Can I kiss you?" Maybe he was too close. When he heard these words, Song Kongmeng's face turned red. Song Kongmeng thought this way: throw Lu Anan on the roadside and let him fend for himself. He had already thought of a countermeasure, but unexpectedly, Lu Anan was just talking and had no intention of actually kissing her. There seemed to be a sudden silence behind her. Song Kongmeng turned his head and saw that Lu Anan seemed to be asleep. Out of anger, Song Kongmeng stopped and shouted: "Lu An'an!" Lu Anan frowned. She raised her head slightly and looked around, "Why, isn't there still a way to go? Just let me lie down for a while..." She didn't care about what she just said. She became weaker and weaker as she spoke, and then leaned back. Lu Anan's weak breathing filled Song Kongmeng's cheeks. Song Kongmeng didn't know what to think. He lowered his eyes and felt confused. I saw him continuing to walk forward, but slower and slower. There are sycamore trees planted on both sides of the road. The sycamore tree means auspiciousness and is a symbol of loyalty. Its leaves turn yellow and fall quickly, falling all over the ground. They rustle when the wind blows. Song Kongmeng deliberately steps on the sycamore leaves, and the sound is clear and crisp. Seeing that Lu An'an didn't react at all, under a light, Song Kongmeng bent down and released his arms without warning, throwing her to the ground. "What are you doing..." Lu Anan said angrily. Song Kongmeng knelt down and stared at her, "Lu An'an, don't you like me?" "..." Song Kongmeng came very close, trapping her on the steps several times. Lu Anan blushed fiercely. The corners of Song Kongmeng's lips raised slightly, with a hint of teasing, "Why do you want to provoke me?" The next second, he leaned over and kissed her. … Fake prudery, true narcissism* Fake maturity, true naivety Female tsundere × male Buddhist type A series about women chasing men but not being able to catch up he Song Kongmeng: You used to ask me what kind of girls I like, but I couldn't answer. In my heart, like and love are not definite. For example, many people like roses, but don't like the thorns on the roses. They like to remove the thorns from the roses. But I think roses should have thorns. I like roses and accept the thorns on them. You should not compromise yourself just to cater to others. What I like is always because of who you are. Lu Anan: Zhang Zuo often said not to hang yourself from a tree. I thought about it. In fact, trees that can hang people usually live for tens or hundreds of years. When the towering trees are still saplings, they are not enough to hang people. Life is only a few decades long, and I don't want to hang from a tree. But I am passionate about planting trees. I don't have the ambition to plant hundreds or thousands of trees, but I am willing to spend all my energy cultivating the one tree that I think is the best and accompany it to grow into a towering tree. This is already very difficult for me. No matter what the outcome is, whether he grows into a towering tree or dies on the way, I can accept it and am willing to accompany him. Purpose: Inspirational, pampering, never giving up, moving forward courageously, full of hope for life