As soon as she asked, her heart was beating out of control, and it was pounding and pounding, expecting his answer.

At the moment, she is emotional, even if Song Qiancheng has been treating her in every way these days, but in her heart, there is still a voice saying that if he says love now, then she will overcome obstacles and move forward.

But compared to her sensibility, and Song Qiancheng was overly rational, after she asked that question, he continued to hold the noodles calmly, not moved at all.

He replied with a cold voice: "What is love, in my place, there is no such thing, but my body likes you, understand?"

It turned out that what he said that day was not angry, he was really trying to use it easily.

He took another mouthful of noodles and said calmly: "Control your body in the future, if you are dirty, I can only dispose of it as garbage." ”

After a few words, all her warmth was wiped out.

Wen Lishu told herself that she would never ask such a question stupidly again in the future.

This man, she can't love anymore.

The two were silent, and he continued to feed her noodles, but Wen Lishu tasted like chewing wax.

A bowl of noodles quickly bottomed out, and when there was only a little left, Song Qiancheng didn't feed her again, but directly poured the remaining noodles, including soup and noodles, into his mouth.

Song Qiancheng put down the bowl, and when he saw Wen Lishu sitting there, looking at him with a strange expression, he said dissatisfiedly: "I worked hard to rub the medicine for you, and you can't let me take a bite." ”

"I didn't think like that. She muttered, "I was just thinking, if you're hungry, I'll cook you a bowl." ”

Song Qiancheng hooked the corners of his mouth when he heard this, and said with words: "I'm indeed a little hungry." ”

With that, he picked her up from the countertop and "ate" his supper in the kitchen.

......

An hour later, Wen Lishu finally lay back in bed.

Exhausted, as soon as she closed her eyes, she fell asleep.

Song Qiancheng came out of the bathroom, there was a fragrance in the room, and there was an orange floor lamp in the corner.

Seeing this, all the irritability in his heart was screened one by one.

I remember that in the past, Wen Lishu was like that, leaving a lamp for him in the room.

She said that life needs a sense of ritual, and this lamp is her little love for him.

He walked lightly towards her, walked to the bedside, and stood against the wall.

staring at the woman wrapped in the quilt tightly, she in the dream, without the sharp thorns that she had given him during the day, and her plain little face was as delicate as before, so that he never got tired of looking at it.

He leaned back and watched her quietly, recalling fragments in his mind.

In the past, Wen Lishu, before going to bed, always loved to hold his arm, pestering him over and over again and asking, do you love her?

When he said love, she would ask how much he loved, and so on, until he fell asleep.

Also, she used to be always very naughty, while he was asleep, secretly drew some small animals on his face, and when he got up to freshen up, he looked in the mirror, and there were always "surprises".

Moreover, her old love blushed, and whenever he bullied her, her hands that had nowhere to put it, and her evasive eyes, taught him to lose his mind, so that when he heard her beg for mercy, he did not know moderation.

It turned out that those dusty memories, he still remembered them so clearly, Song Qiancheng raised his hand to cover his heart, there was pain.

He sighed secretly, walked to the balcony, lit a cigarette, and smoked slowly.

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