She chuckled and said lightly: "Qin Ye, thank you for your thoughts on me, but it would be more suitable for us to be friends."
Qin Ye's bright eyes immediately dimmed, and the light in them gradually dissipated.
He said sadly: "We haven't even started yet, why did you block my escape so quickly?"
Zhao Yumo's lips curved slightly, and there was a hint of sigh in his smile, "As you know, I'm much older than you... It may be suitable to be your sister. But we are not suitable to be a couple."
"I don't mind if you are older than me... Love knows no age or boundaries. Although this sentence is very cliché, it is the unchanging truth."
"Qin Ye, you are still young. There are many things you have never experienced... Love does not distinguish between ages, but age can kill love... When I was your age, I used to be full of confidence and fantasy about love, but now
Everything has changed..."
Qin Ye lowered his eyelashes in confusion, and asked in frustration and confusion: "You like Brother Ze, don't you?"
Zhao Yumo smiled lightly and shook his head firmly, "I can't possibly like him."
"Then you don't have confidence in me?"
"No, it's just that my mentality has changed and I no longer need love."
Qin Ye lowered his head absentmindedly, with a touch of sadness in his eyes, and he froze there sadly.
Zhao Yumo showed an elegant smile and spoke softly, "Qin Ye, don't be like this... Believe me, we will be very happy as friends..."
Qin Ye raised his head and looked at the warm smile on her face, feeling infinitely sentimental.
"Qin Ye, you will find a better one."
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A well-planned confession ended in a gorgeous failure...
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Qin Ye drank glass after glass of wine, drinking unsteadily.
Several people around him looked at this boy who had already fallen out of love before they fell in love unhappily, shaking their heads and sighing.
Cheng Haochen patted his shoulder and comforted him, "Okay, A-ye, don't drink so much... Use wine to relieve your worries and make them worse."
Qin Ye raised his head drunkenly and looked at Cheng Haochen amusedly, "Who says I can relieve my sorrow? I just want to drown the pain with wine."
Cheng Haochen pursed his lips and sighed slightly, "According to my previous experience, pain cannot be drowned with wine, because most of the damn pain has learned to swim."