Zuo Zimo's room had obviously been thoroughly cleaned, and Xiang Ziwan could not find any trace of Zuo Weiliang here. Thinking that this was the place where they had lived together, and that their memories were everywhere here, her heart
My face is unstoppably sour.
"What's wrong? You're just feeling better, why don't you go to bed and rest?" Zuo Zimo came back from chatting with the old man and found Xiang Ziyuan standing alone by the window in a daze. He couldn't help but step forward and hug her gently.
Turn around.
Xiang Ziwan raised her head and looked at him, as if she was asking, but also as if she was stating: "Is this your room?"
Zuo Zimo knew what she wanted to say, and he frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about something. After a while, he slowly said: "If you don't like it here, we can buy another house and move out."
"No need!" Xiang Ziyuan shook her head hurriedly, paused and then said: "This place... is pretty good."
"Xiao Wan..." Zuo Zimo looked at her with complicated eyes and wanted to say something. However, he was interrupted by Xiang Ziyuan: "You don't need to say it, I understand everything."
Everyone has a past, and no one can erase it or have the right to erase it.
She shouldn't be sad, really.
Zuo Zimo, however, aimed at her forehead and flicked her head and said: "No, I must make it clear, otherwise, you may be thinking about something else in your little head."
"I didn't." Xiang Ziyuan argued with obvious lack of confidence.
There was a joking smile on Zuo Zimo's lips. He looked at her funny and said, "I still want to make excuses. If it wasn't random thoughts, why didn't you go home last night?"
"I, I just went to accompany Nuan Nuan." Xiang Ziyuan whispered.
"Even if you are going to accompany Nuan Nuan, why don't you turn on your phone, why don't you call me? Don't you know that I will be worried about you?" Zuo Zimo saw through her expression, and in the end it turned into disapproval.
"I thought you wouldn't go home." Xiang Ziyuan bit her lower lip and lowered her head.
Zuo Zimo directly touched the top of her head with his big palm, rubbed it hard and said: "Fool, what are you thinking about? You also said that there is my home, how could I not go back?"
Xiang Ziyuan's long eyelashes fluttered a few times like butterfly wings. Full of doubts and uncertainties, she looked up at him and said, "Do you really not love her anymore? She has suffered so much.
Hurt, are you sure...you really just want to ask clearly, do you really have no thoughts about her?"
Zuo Zimo's thin lips pursed into a hesitant arc again, "I don't want to lie to you, after listening to Xiao Xiao's words, I did have a struggle. However, while I was waiting for her yesterday, I
I slowly figured it out. Whether it was a misunderstanding or not, she and I have missed each other for three years, and many things have changed. For example, I have you. I have already been sorry to her, and I can't be sorry anymore.
you."
Xiang Ziwan lowered her eyes slightly, "Actually, you don't have to worry about me, after all..." She didn't say the next few words. Because she had said it many times, even if she didn't point it out, the other party could understand it.
Saying it again will undoubtedly hurt yourself one more time.
The expression on Zuo Zimo's face was slightly annoyed, and he looked at her with disapproval and said: "I have said the same thing many times. I am serious about you, and I seriously want to manage our relationship well.
.So, no more random thoughts, let alone words that I don’t like to hear.”