Senior's hands are as warm as my brother's. But I damn miss the devil man's hands...Ai Ruofei, you can't be so selfish, no! Senior Zuo Hanjun's hands are just as warm, aren't they?...
How can you be so selfish, holding your senior's hand but thinking about others...
I raised my eyes in self-reproach, but I happened to bump into the senior's eyes. I was startled and watched the senior smile at me, then turned his head and continued to hold my hand and walk forward...
For a moment of trance, I forgot all the sadness, all the disappointment, and the devil man...
I came back to my senses and smiled softly. It turns out that I can do it. I can forget the devil man! Yes! I can definitely do it, can’t I... The senior’s smile is so gentle, such a good boy, I
Is there any reason not to cherish it...
Maybe, I should learn to forget, learn to laugh, and try to accept my seniors?... But why is my heart so bitter, why is my heart empty...
"Ruofei, we're home..." The senior's smile brought me out of my thoughts.
"Well! Thank you, senior." I also tried to smile.
"Ruofei...if it hurts, don't laugh, don't pretend to be strong. Have a good rest, I'm leaving first. Bye!" The senior left in a hurry without waiting for me to say goodbye to him.
I looked at the hurried back of the senior, and my smile was dull. Why did the senior say this... Could it be that my smile was fake?...
My heart really hurts so much... I was deceived when I first fell in love. I'm so pitiful...
With a depressed mood, I walked into the house. This home really gave me a lot of warmth... Now, how should I face my mother... What should I do?...
Should I confide my grievances to my mother... But I don't want my mother to worry about me, so I might as well not tell her... As long as I rest for a night, everything will be fine...
I closed the door gently and planned to tiptoe back to the room. As I stepped on the stairs, a voice sounded from behind me: "Xiao Fei, you feel aggrieved, don't you want to tell your mother..."
"Mom..." Hearing that familiar and gentle voice, all the grievances arose spontaneously, and I couldn't help but choke.
"Xiao Fei, you haven't eaten yet, let's eat first..." Mom sighed softly, I lowered my head and followed my mother to the dining table.
I ate in silence, and my tears silently fell into the bowl. The salty taste fell into my mouth, and all my defenses collapsed at that moment, and my tears began to flow out uncontrollably...
After the meal was finally finished, I sat down and waited for my mother's "interrogation." But to my surprise, my mother finished washing the dishes and passed behind me without saying a word, preparing to go upstairs.
"Mom?" I was a little surprised by my mother's behavior, "You..."
Mom smiled softly: "Xiao Fei doesn't want to tell mom...then mom won't force you..."
"Mom!" I burst into tears and couldn't help but threw myself into my mother's arms. "He lied to me, he lied to me...Mom...I feel so uncomfortable!"
"Xiao Fei...what happened? Tell mom quickly, why was Zuo Hanjun sending you back?..." Mom looked at me with worry and doubt.
I sobbed and told my mother everything I saw and happened today. My mother listened to me quietly, thought about it, and said, "Xiao Fei, didn't you hear what that girl said to Zhong Yumo?
Do you know who that girl is?"
I shook my head, and my mother smiled and said, "You fool, you don't know everything yet, why do you think he lied to you? Maybe it's a misunderstanding?"
"Is it a misunderstanding? It would be fine if it was a misunderstanding... But, how can we explain that he is so intimate with that girl?"
My mother stroked my head: "Xiao Fei, remember, if you like someone, you must believe him and don't always doubt him, otherwise you will make a mistake and it will be too late to regret..."
Smiling tenderly at me, my mother left her last words, "Think about it, analyze it carefully, and then decide on something based on your own intuition. Don't just see the surface..." Then she turned and walked back.
Room.
——Xiao Fei, remember, if you like someone, you must believe him and don’t always doubt him. Otherwise, you will make a mistake and it will be too late to regret...
——Think about it, analyze it carefully, and then decide on something based on your own intuition. Don’t just see the surface...
Maybe I misunderstood him?...Maybe he and that girl are not the kind of relationship I imagined?...
Should I trust him? Should I trust my instincts?…
Devil man, how on earth am I going to understand your heart...