When Xie Changan was 16 years old, he firmly believed that Lu Zhe was the person who was born to be tortured by her in this life, but he did not expect that she would turn out to be her in the rest of his life.
She was the one who was born to be tortured. She was too stupid to see clearly at that time. She was so stupid and naive that she was so self-righteous that it didn't matter. If she didn't love her, it was just temporary.
Time, what, the future is long, she does not believe that her love for someone so well-intentioned will not be reciprocated, it is mine, no need to fight, not mine
It's also mine to fight for. She firmly believed that the beautiful man she would embrace would eventually return, but she had forgotten that there was such a pretentious saying in the world: "You can't help but love."
"Self". Just like she couldn't help loving Lu Zhe wholeheartedly, Lu Zhe couldn't help loving others wholeheartedly. So, the story
In the end, Xie Changan was not as lucky as Shen Rouran, which just impressed Lu Zhe. Good intentions are no match for having a purpose. But, damn
Yes, who can she blame? He was just loyal to himself and didn't love her.
She was his deepest secret. It cannot be said, cannot be spoken, and cannot be forgotten, so it is destined to become a wound in the heart.
I jumped up and down like a monkey brother, while observing the surroundings, I said to Su Zichu: "Aren't you afraid that I, an expert in my art, will be bold and kill you to silence you?"
After hearing this, Su Zichu just raised his head slowly and looked at me contemptuously, "Actually, you are just a paper tiger. You look very tough, but in reality you are just a bluffing master. There is no lethality!" Then he continued to lower his head and played the game on his mobile phone with his fingers moving quickly.
"Hmph, your analysis is quite thorough. How long have you been silently observing me? Isn't it hard to have a secret crush?" I was very unconvinced by what he said about my true nature, and I immediately fought back.
Su Zichu's fingers paused for two seconds after I finished speaking, and then he quickly kicked the phone into his trouser pocket, then looked up at me with a half-smile, and walked nonchalantly in my direction step by step. Forced by his strong aura, I retreated timidly in defeat. He walked up to me and imprisoned me in the middle of the wall with his strong hands. He suddenly leaned over and heard his smiling voice in my ear, "I don't know whether secret love feels good or not." Then he stepped back and gestured goodbye to me and said, "I only know how bad the feeling of being unlucky is."