Qiancheng raised his hand and gently pinched Yi Meng's handsome little face, and then the two looked at each other and smiled.
Yuanda and Li Qian sat on the chairs beside the skating rink, looking at the free figures on the rink. They were silent, silent, and silent again...
Li Qian turned her head and looked at Yuanda. She couldn't help but frown, "Why does he want to come to the skating rink? Does he really like it, or..." Li Qian thought of this and couldn't help but lower her head.
"Let's go up too!" Yuanda said, standing up from the chair and looking back at Li Qian.
Li Qian lowered her head and did not move, "Yuan Da, can you not miss her..." Li Qian's voice was very low, as if she was just speaking to herself.
When Yuanda heard this, he was stunned for a moment, then opened his mouth and smiled, "What are you talking about! Let's go up quickly..." Yuanda said and took two steps towards the skating rink.
Li Qian stood up and held him. Yuanda turned back to look at Li Qian. Li Qian also met Yuanda's gaze, unconvinced. Yuanda, perhaps feeling guilty, looked away in panic. He looked at the skating rink.
, "Look, no one on the skating rink can skate as well as the two of us!"
"Look at me!" Li Qian ordered gently. This was an order that could not be resisted.
Yuanda slowly turned his head and looked at Li Qian. There was no smile on his face, some were just a hint of tiredness, and some were just a hint of sadness.
Li Qian looked at Yuanda with a smile on her lips, "Haha... Yuanda, you are still thinking about her!" There was a hint of ridicule in her words.
"I don't..." Yuanda's stiff tone lacked any vitality.
"You obviously have it, you are thinking about it..." Li Qian stretched out her hand and poked Yuanda's left chest, feeling very unconvinced.
I don't know whether it was hurt by Li Qian's poke or Yuanda's heartache. His body actually shook. He stretched out his hand and put it on the left side of his chest, raised his head and took a breath.
"What's wrong? Let me get it right? Have you got nothing to say?" Li Qian pressed forward step by step, making Yuanda unable to breathe.
Yuanda shook his head gently and giggled again, "Haha... you're right, yes, you're right!" Yuanda looked at Li Qian, although there was some anger in his eyes, it was more of a kind
Pain, a pain that cannot be concealed.
The smile on Li Qian's face slowly spread, and she kept giggling, "Oh, it turns out it's true... Haha... It turns out you haven't forgotten her yet! It turns out..." Li Qian didn't say any more, she
Staring at Yuanda, ridiculous tears flowed from his eyes.
Yuanda saw Li Qian crying, frowned, and stretched out his hand to wipe it away for her, but Li Qian shook her head slightly and avoided Yuanda's hand.
"I don't need you to wipe away these ridiculous tears for me, a fool. If you can't forget her, I don't blame you. I will wait for you to slowly forget her, and I will wait for you to remember how good I am.
However, I will never allow you to let me go back to your memories with you,
You will never be allowed to indulge in your memories..." Li Qian sniffed and choked, "So, you lied to me, you said you would forget her, haha... It's so ridiculous! It's even more ridiculous.
What's amazing is that I actually believed it..." After Li Qian finished speaking, she turned around and left.
Yuanda didn't hold Li Qian. He stood there and thought seriously by himself. He thought seriously about Li Qian's words. Maybe, this time he was really wrong. He shouldn't dwell on the past, but he shouldn't.
I can't let go of everything. It's him who makes me feel so sad now. It's him who makes him and Li Qian feel so heartbroken.
He raised his head gently, smiled stupidly, and left the skating rink without looking back or thinking about it...
Some memories cannot be forgotten and can only be forgotten. Sometimes a casual word will open up the memories of the past and make all the past events appear in your eyes. They will be played one by one like a movie, making you unable to help but fall into the past.
...When time changes, the only thing that remains unchanged is not a person's heart, but the memories that have happened...