"Anyway... I won't eat yours if I eat anyone's jealousy. Who are you mine? Why do I want to eat yours? It's funny, it's too important for you to think about yourself..."
After Luo Ling finished speaking, he was stunned for a moment. How could he... say such words?
Not to mention Yu Wen Haoyu. When Yu Wen Haoyu heard Luo Ling say this, he was stunned.
The ears are always circling, Luo Ling's words,
"No one's jealousy will not eat yours..."
"Who are you mine..."
“It’s too important to think about yourself…”
Is it really that I am self-indulgent?
Yuwen Haoyu had doubts about this emotion for the first time.
Luo Ling felt the sadness in Yuwen Haoyu at this moment and wanted to comfort him. But he seemed to be ineligible. He was the one who was like him. It was all his fault for opening his mouth. All the words blurted out without thinking.
Ben's hand that was tightly grasping his arm loosened, and Luo Ling was free.
I wanted to turn around and leave, but I couldn't bear to see Yuwen Haoyu alone.
He reached into the air and put it down again, but finally turned around and left.
I really don’t know how to comfort me, I really don’t know how to face it. In the end, Luo Ling’s cowardly choice and escaped.
For emotions, I will always be a weak person. I have never had them in my previous life, and I have been too fierce in this life, which has caused my originally calm thinking to stagnate.
Thinking of the best protection is to close yourself tightly and not face it, then you won’t feel powerless.
Luo Ling ran out for a long time, and Yuwen Haoyu still kept his shoulders drooping, looking frustrated, and his whole body was filled with sadness.
Such a night should have been beautiful and quiet, but the occurrence of a series of things broke the original silence.
This night, someone is destined to have insomnia, someone is destined to be disappointed, and someone is destined to be sad...
"Miss, did you not have a rest last night? You looked very haggard." Mei Xiang said to Luo Ling worriedly.
Of course, Luo Ling felt that she was in poor condition today. She looked at herself in the silver mirror. Her face was pale and lifeless. The dark shadows with blind eyes were also particularly obvious, her eyes were dull and she was very haggard.
Last night, after leaving Yuwen Haoyu's room and returning to his room, I felt uneasy and regretful, and even had the desire to kill himself. How could I say such words?
He beat his head hard and grabbed his mouth. It was all this leaking mouth, so why did he say so quickly?
Luo Ling really hated herself.
Lying in □□, I couldn't sleep, and I tossed and turned all the time I was thinking about Yuwen Haoyu's distraught look before leaving.
Finally, when the sky turned white, I fell asleep in a daze.
I really hurt him.
Thinking of Luo Ling's mood getting heavier again, I don't know how to face him.
"Miss, Miss. What's wrong with you?" Mei Xiang gently patted Luo Ling's shoulder and called out.
"Ah, no, nothing. Is it done?"
"Well, it's already combed. I'll give you some powder and some rouge."
Luo Ling is not in the mood to care about these things now. After unconsciously "um" he said, he continued to wander in Taixu again.
Mei Xiang looked at the poor spirits, and Luo Ling, who was always distracted, could not help but wonder in her heart...