Low Temperature and Long Night

Su Nian always thought that there was no need for too many words between her and Lu Chen. He would walk softly when she came home late at night, put hot milk on her desk when she worked overtime, and give her a set of markers she wanted on her birthday. He doesn't speak love words, but his actions are full of tenderness. She thought this was love. Until that evening, he stood in the entrance hall with his back to her, his voice low and calm: "Let's stop here." She didn't ask why. Because she saw the tight jawline on his side face - it was the expression of a man who had made a decision for a long time. Su Nian spent three nights digesting this matter. On the fourth night, she opened the closet, folded his shirts and put them in a storage box. On the fifth day, she started painting the painting she had always wanted to paint. Later, project cooperation allowed them to meet again. He sat on Party A's seat and did not look at her during the whole process. After the report, he only said: "The floor material will be changed to matte non-slip tiles." Then he stood up and left. When Su Nian was packing up his computer, he discovered that his pen had drawn a circle on page 27 of the plan—that page was about the seamless design of barrier-free facilities. She suddenly understood: some people even use code words to say goodbye. And she decided not to decode it anymore. —— Between "loved" and "still loves", there is a whole awakening of Su Nian. This time, she chose to go to herself first.