Should he tell her that the person he has liked for 10 years has become someone else's fiancée, and that person is Lan Yuchi...
"Ling Ang, you seem to have an innate sadness in your body." She looked at him quietly, with soft care in her eyes.
His smile was lonely and confused, "Sadness is not something you are born with, it starts from the moment you fall in love with someone."
"I am willing to listen to your state of mind." There was sincere hope on her face.
He looked at her, and there was complexity in his eyes as clear as glass. After a long time, he breathed lightly and said, "Okay."
He looked up at the bright white moon, his thoughts wandering, "Ten years ago, I fell in love with a girl... However, I only glanced at her. In my memory, she had long silky hair, a flowing white skirt, and a hairpin
Wearing a big bow hairpin. It was just a glance, but I remembered her for 10 years..."
Wang Aoshuang flashed her water-colored eyes. Could it be the girl who had planted Phalaenopsis for her for 10 years?
"If you can remember her for so long, that girl must be very beautiful, right?"
He turned his head and looked at her intently, her face reflected in his bright pupils, "There is a kind of love that has nothing to do with beauty. She doesn't have the appearance of a fish or a wild goose, but her beauty is very real, and she has a special temperament that makes people addicted.
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Wang Aoshuang looked at him blankly, sighs and envy welling up in her heart. She never expected that an outstanding man like him could be so affectionate and silently love someone for so long.
"Ling Ang, have you never forgotten her in the past 10 years?"
Ling Ang looked gently at the misty night, with tenacity in his eyes, "I have never forgotten it, and I will never forget it in the future. Because... her figure 10 years ago has taken away my life's feelings...
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A speechless feeling slowly rippled in her heart and gradually spread throughout her body. She suddenly felt her heart tremble a little. This man was so affectionate that it hurt!
I wonder if she will be so lucky to meet such a right person.
She always laments the ruthlessness of the world, thinking that this colorful world is always materialistic, exaggerated and false.
I just didn't expect that in the depths of this prosperity, there is still such an unwavering love.
She sighed softly and said with a smile, "Ling Ang, a man as affectionate as you will definitely have a happy ending."
Ling Ang slowly looked back at her, his slender and blurred eyes filled with melancholy that she couldn't understand, "I hope so."
Seeing Ling Ang's infatuation and thinking of the perverted Lan Yuchi, Wang Aoshuang suddenly felt a silent sadness.
She looked at the white night scene quietly, feeling confused...
The two of them had their own thoughts, quietly looking at the stars in the sky, and fell into silence.
Perhaps she was too tired from playing these days, so before she knew it, Wang Aoshuang fell asleep sitting on the wicker chair, her head still resting on Ling Ang's shoulder.
Ling Ang turned to look at her and couldn't help but reach out his hand and gently stroke the broken hair on her forehead.
She was very quiet under the moonlight. The silver moonlight cast on her face, making her look as elegant as a viburnum.
He doesn't like those flashy and grand beauties, he just likes her who is simple and free and easy. She makes him feel that she is infinitely more beautiful.
He gently held her shoulders, his eyes were lost in thought, and the hand on her forehead gently slipped down and touched her white face...