Luo Haoning's painting room

Song Zhiyu seemed to sit quietly on the side, watching Luo Haoning nail the oil frame. Because of sitting in a wheelchair, Luo Haoning's actions were somewhat restricted, so it was a little difficult to nail the frame.

Seeing that his lower body could not be used, and he could not tighten the canvas several times, Song Zhiyu couldn't help but get up and walked over.

"Brother Haoning, I'll help you."

"No, thank you."

Luo Haoning's simple and polite answer made Song Zhiyu's hand that had reached out was so embarrassed that he stopped there.

"……,oh."

Song Zhiyu's very reluctant response was extremely depressed, which made people feel suddenly depressed after hearing this.

Luo Haoning couldn't help but look up at Song Zhiyu, his eyes full of apologetic expression.

"I'm sorry Zhiyu, I'm a little unpleasant just now, I'm really sorry."

Song Zhiyu was surprised, and Luo Haoning's apology made her feel a little at a loss.

"No...no...Brother Haoning, you don't need to apologize to me. I shouldn't have interfered with your affairs in the studio. If you apologize like this, I really feel a little ashamed."

Song Zhiyu whispered, her face becoming redder and redder. She liked to get close to Luo Haoning, but every time she approached, she could not stop her face and her heartbeat, which made Song Zhiyu feel very embarrassed.

Looking at Song Zhiyu's somewhat shy expression, Luo Haoning's face changed slightly.

"Zhiyu, I mean... nailing picture frames is actually a matter of hard work. How can I let you get stuck with your hands?"

Luo Haoning's explanation made Song Zhiyu feel better than before, and she slowed down and smiled.

"Brother Haoning, I'm not as weak as you look. Besides, this is not a matter of moving bricks and tiles. You can still handle it with your help."

Luo Haoning smiled. Song Zhiyu was very understanding, and she did not have the delicate posture of a lady from the big lady.

"To be honest, every time I nail the picture frame, I really hope someone can help me. Since you said that, why not...you can help me today."

Luo Haoning's words made the little buds in Song Zhiyu's heart bloom in an instant, and she nodded happily to agree.

"Brother Haoning, you are really good. What are you talking about to me? If you lack help, I would be happy to help every day..."

Speaking of this, Song Zhiyu suddenly stopped what was behind her, but she already understood what she meant. Even if she didn't say it, she could guess what she wanted to say later.

"Brother Haoning, I... just want to help you, but I also know that you are a person who likes quietness, especially don't like someone disturbing you in the studio to paint. I... just say it, you don't have to take it to your heart."

Song Zhiyu explained in an unnatural manner, and was not embarrassed to look at Luo Haoning again. She pressed her head down very low, tightened her linen and pressed the oil frame with her tool hammer and hammered her head and nails.

Luo Haoning looked at Song Zhiyu who was skilled in movements with a certain feeling sublimated in his heart.

"Zhiyu, thank you."

"ah?"

Song Zhiyu paused his hand, but he did not look up and continued to hammer the nails.

"Didn't you just say you don't be polite to me? Why do you say such things again? I'm just a simple task."

"You should know what I mean."

Luo Haoning reached out to hold the tool hammer in Song Zhiyu's hand. Song Zhiyu was stunned and then looked up at him.

"Brother Haoning, you..."

The expression in Luo Haoning's eyes changed a little. He seemed to have something to say, and Song Zhiyu's heart would inevitably be moved!

"Zhiyu, actually... I... wanted to say something to you a long time ago, but... I don't know what to say."

Looking at Luo Haoning's hesitant look, Song Zhiyu also thought quickly in her heart, what exactly was he going to say?

"What do you want to say? That... No matter what it is, Brother Hao Ning will just tell me."

Song Zhiyu smiled casually, and her attitude made Luo Haoning not easy to speak, but if some things are not explained clearly and continue to delay like this, it may be really hard to say again.

"What I want to say... You should be able to guess, Zhiyu, if you weren't familiar with doing such things, how could you be so skillful? But you are not a professional art."

The relaxed expression on Song Zhiyu's face suddenly disappeared, and then a sense of panic and nervousness came.

"Brother Haoning, what do you mean by what you say...I...I don't understand."

"Don't you really understand?"

Luo Haoning smiled bitterly. Is this kind of thing necessary for him to say it in person? Luo Haoning didn't want to hurt anyone's heart.

"Zhiyu, although you have never told me directly, I can understand your feelings. Luo Haoning is not a child or a fool. How could he still know nothing even after seeing and feeling it."

"What do you know? What do you know?"

Song Zhiyu's hand relaxed slightly, and the tool hammer fell from her hand onto the oil picture frame. She quickly reached out to pick it up.

"In the past two years, I have seen everything you have done and can feel it deeply in my heart. It's a pity that I... can't give you the same response to this relationship, so I don't want you to continue like this."

Luo Haoning's words made Song Zhiyu's hand picking up the tool hammer suddenly freeze where he said this. If Song Zhiyu couldn't hear what the meaning was hidden in his words, he would be really an idiot.

Slowly putting the tool hammer back into the box, Song Zhiyu pulled a smile that was incomprehensible to her. The smile seemed to be gentle and sweet, but it contained many emotions that made people feel astringent in her heart.

"Since Brother Haoning has said this, I...I will no longer hide from you. You are right. I have indeed been paying attention to you for the past two years."

Luo Haoning looked at Song Zhiyu with a calm face. He also had many emotions in his heart, but he didn't want to be seen by Song Zhiyu.

"As long as I have a relationship with Brother Haoning or if you attend, I will definitely be there. Although I may not be able to talk to you, as long as I can see you from a distance, I will be satisfied."

Thinking of his attention to Luo Haoning for a long time, Song Zhiyu was a little surprised by herself.

Before meeting Luo Haoning, Song Zhiyu, who had never been moved by any boy, never knew that she could be so persistent for the person she liked, not to mention that the other person's heart was still the existence of another person.

As this unrequited love path, Song Zhiyu was carrying pressure that many people could not imagine, because she was not just selfless and unrequited to a man, but also endured the longing and love that Luo Haoning could never let go of for Chu Mengyao.

A faint smile flashed across the corner of his mouth. Song Zhiyu could do the best thing to hide his emotions just right.

"Brother Haoning, I have never expected to get a response to this relationship, because I know the weight that Chu Mengyao occupies in Brother Haoning's heart. If Brother Haoning can really let go of Chu Mengyao so quickly and start a new relationship, then you will not be the Luo Haoning in my mind who I love and like."

As a girl, speaking openly and honestly in front of the person she likes, for many people, it is difficult to say that she can't let go of her, so you can especially imagine how ashamed Song Zhiyu would be at this time.

"Zhiyu, I...sorry."

Luo Haoning didn't know what to say, but he could only say sorry.

"Say something to apologize to me again."

Song Zhiyu chuckled lightly, her expression as if she was making a relaxed joke with Luo Haoning, but the lonely look in her eyes could not be hidden well.

"Brother Haoning, I know in my heart that emotional things cannot be forced, and I will not expect any result. No matter how you think of me, my feelings for you will never change. You will still be your current Luo Haoning, and I will continue to be Song Zhiyu like me, can you?"

After Song Zhiyu finished speaking, a moment of silence appeared in the studio.

Luo Haoning's original intention was to make Song Zhiyu give up her lovesickness, but after all, Song Zhiyu was the only one talking about it, but in the end she turned the topic back. She still had to persist, and this situation did not change at all.

"Zhiyu, I don't want to say anything hurtful to you, but if you don't say that, it seems that you can't see through it."

"What? What else do you want to say?"

Song Zhiyu's begging Luo Haoning did not answer positively, which shows that he was not willing to maintain the current situation. Song Zhiyu knew it in her heart, and she was considered a reluctant request.

"What else do I want to say? It seems I didn't say it."

Luo Haoning's expression was very complicated. He was very entangled. He asked him to say such words in his own mouth, but his heart was actually aching.

"Zhiyu, you are right. Mengyao will always be the only one in my heart. This heart wants to leave a place for her stay, so I don't plan to accept that others come in here again. This is one of them."

“One?”

Song Zhiyu's feet shook slightly. She knew this "first one", so she said she didn't force it, but what about the second one? What is the other Luo Haoning wants to say?

"Secondly, even if I don't have Mengyao's existence in my heart, I will definitely not accept you."

Luo Haoning's second point hurt Song Zhiyu's heart.

"Why? Brother Haoning, am I so bad in your heart? Where am I not good enough?"

"No, you're very nice, and very good."

Luo Haoning frowned. The problem he was talking about was not Song Zhiyu, but himself.

"Zhiyu, my situation is right in front of me. I have been relying on a wheelchair for two years, and I have to rely on it in my life. But you are different. You can find a good man instead of guarding a disabled person like me."

"I don't care! I've never thought about this problem!"

Song Zhiyu became very excited. She was telling the truth. If she really cared about Luo Haoning's inability to walk, she would not have always admired Luo Haoning so much, followed the rotation of his wheelchair and felt the pain in his heart.

"Why can't I explain it to you? You have to know that the moment of impulse now will definitely regret it in the future!"

Song Zhiyu's persistence made Luo Haoning's tone become a little impatient. Regardless of whether there is Song Zhiyu in his heart, with his physical condition at this time, he really doesn't want to delay Song Zhiyu, who has a bright future and a beautiful love.

"I don't regret it! I will never regret it! Brother Haoning, I can only hold you alone in my heart. Since I have already made the choice to love you by default, I have never thought of regretting this kind of thing!"

Song Zhiyu was "obsessed with it", and Luo Haoning was very entangled. For two years, Song Zhiyu's silent follow and stayed together moved him, but even so, he could not accept it.

"Zhiyu, you should be very clear that with your Song family's power and your own conditions, this kind of thing will never be allowed to happen."

Luo Haoning's words made Song Zhiyu's eyes stunned, her thin lips trembled slightly, and her heart trembled.

"I have no idea……"

Do you really don't know?

Luo Haoning's mouth bent a bitter smile that made people feel distressed.
Chapter completed!