Qiao Xiang felt in his heart that these most tragic things were gathered together at this moment, and the misty misery of these gatherings was like a cage, and the fog was so heavy that it covered him inside!

Qiao Xiang's spirit was crushed by this sudden sad emotional pressure, and he couldn't support himself anymore! At this moment, he squatted on the ground with weak legs, covered his face with both hands, and couldn't help himself from crying.

Qiao Xiang cried and said:

"I'm so incompetent! I'm a complete failure! Oh my God! Why is this?

"I, Qiao Xiang, am confused about my own affairs, why am I confused about other people's affairs! I can't get my beloved girl, but I hugged my friend's fiancée, what kind of man am I, Qiao Xiang! What kind of person am I, Qiao Xiang! How can I be so miserable! I am so miserable!!"

Qiao Xiang cried, he wiped his tears, wanted to get up and walked out, trying to leave this place that made him have a nervous breakdown quickly, but he didn't stand up at once.

Zheng Xiaowen was afraid that Qiao Xiang's crying would get out, so she was so frightened that she closed the window and closed the door. She hurriedly turned on the light, hugged Qiao Xiang, who had just stood up, and cried and said, "It's not like this! Qiao Xiang, it's not what you said!"

Qiao Xiang grabbed Zheng Xiaowen's two arms, pushed them and said, "Go away, I have done my own evil in the past ten years, you don't owe me!"

Qiao Xiang was in a sad and sad mood, his thrust was a little bigger, Zheng Xiaowen took two steps back and didn't stand firm, and she fell to the ground.

Qiao Xiang was suddenly stunned, he hurriedly stepped forward to help Zheng Xiaowen up, without saying a word, turned around and walked towards the door.

Zheng Xiaowen quickly walked around in front of Qiao Xiang, she hugged Qiao Xiang's waist and cried: "Qiao Xiang, don't go......!

Qiao Xiang felt incompetent, he felt that this place did not belong to him, he couldn't listen to what Zheng Xiaowen said anymore, he struggled to open the door. Zheng Xiaowen hugged him, but he didn't let him go forward.

Zheng Xiaowen let Qiao Xiang push her and throw her, but her hands clasped behind Qiao Xiang's waist just didn't let go.

Qiao Xiang's two hands, behind his back, broke Zheng Xiaowen's clasped hands, his hands trembled too much, he didn't break Zheng Xiaowen's clasped hands, he was relieved, his heart softened, he suppressed his sad cry, and shed tears.

Qiao Xiang didn't go to the door again, he stood there, arranging Zheng Xiaowen's hair, wiping the tears on Zheng Xiaowen's face.

Zheng Xiaowen saw that Qiao Xiang had calmed down, so she looked at Qiao Xiang's tearful face with tears in her eyes, and said, "You were not right just now, it's not as ...... as you imagined."

At this moment, Zheng Xiaowen, she knew that Qiao Xiang, who was shy, shy, and looked like a little boy, was not the real Qiao Xiang, but he loved her too much and loved 'that way'!

At this moment, Zheng Xiaowen really knew that Qiao Xiang, like Yang Yilin, was a square and strong man in his bones, but it was a pity that she knew it too late, and it was Qiao Xiang who made her find out too late, and she was too careless, she didn't seriously look at the book cover of the literary book!

At this time, Qiao Xiang looked at Zheng Xiaowen who was hugging him tightly, and then looked at the girls and girls he had been missing all day for ten years, he couldn't suppress the love emotions that had accumulated in his chest and surged straight up at the moment, he unconsciously raised his arms and circled Zheng Xiaowen again.

When Qiao Xiang lowered his head and saw the necklace around Zheng Xiaowen's neck, he suddenly thought: Friend's wife, don't bully.

Although Qiao Xiang's approach at this moment was not 'bullying', he also gave up the idea of kissing Zheng Xiaowen's cheek. However, he already had the idea of kissing in his mind, and the emotion of the kiss was still agitating him, and he said to himself in his heart: It's not right for you Qiao Xiang to have that thought!

With this thought of 'stopping', Qiao Xiang's emotions and emotions that came up to him really calmed down a lot.

In the past ten years, Qiao Xiang has never been so close to Zheng Xiaowen's body and mind, but this 'closeness', he understands very well, is not something he can have. Although his affection for Zheng Xiaowen has not diminished at all, he still let go of her.

Qiao Xiang saw Zheng Xiaowen go and open the door and open the window, he really wanted to say something to Zheng Xiaowen that he was stuffy in his heart. He pushed Zheng Xiaowen to sit on the chair with one hand, he sat on the other chair, and he and Zheng Xiaowen sat down face to face.

Qiao Xiang looked at Zheng Xiaowen and thought: You can't do anything else, you can still hold hands. He took Zheng Xiaowen's hand, looked at Zheng Xiaowen's teary eyes and said, "Xiaowen, why are you still crying? You can't cry anymore, I really can't stand you crying." Let's stop crying, I want to tell you what is on my mind. ”

Qiao Xiang said, he raised his hand to wipe the tears that he unconsciously flowed.

Zheng Xiaowen saw Qiao Xiang persuading her, and his own tears came down again. I thought: If I don't cry, Qiao Xiang won't cry anymore. She quickly wiped away her tears, endured no more crying, no more tears. She looked at Qiao Xiang and wanted to hear what Qiao Xiang had to say to her.

Qiao Xiang thought about what he was going to say, he was a little worried, he held back his tears and said, "Xiaowen, do you remember the first time our friends met in the counseling room, and the two of us went to the East House to fetch tea during the intermission?"

"Well, I remember. Zheng Xiaowen nodded and said.

Qiao Xiang said: "There is one thing you don't know, that is, on the morning of that meeting, when it was almost nine o'clock, I came to your house to look for you, and as a result, I saw that the door of your house was locked. All of a sudden, I felt like I had lost something, so empty, so empty that I couldn't make out the sadness......"

Qiao Xiang endured it, endured it, and his tears still fell. He wiped away his tears and said: "That is, that night, the two of us went to the East House to get tea, and when we got pomegranates in the inner room, I saw the new fishing gear in the corner of the inner wall, and asked you, you said that the fishing gear was Yang Yilin's, and the fish in the iron basin was caught by him, and it was ...... at that time."

Qiao Xiang let the tears choke so much that he couldn't speak, he slowed down, and then said: "I immediately remembered the song "Love Fishing" that Yang Yilin had just sang, at that moment, how could I still hold it, I ......" He was so choked that he couldn't speak.

Zheng Xiaowen listened to what Qiao Xiang said, and when Qiao Xiang took the pomegranate that night, Qiao Xiang's uncomfortable scene was like in front of her. Now, she saw that Qiao Xiang was so uncomfortable that she couldn't speak, she leaned forward, hugged Qiao Xiang and cried, "Don't say it, don't say it!" She couldn't stand it anymore......

Zheng Xiaowen saw that Qiao Xiang's face was full of tears, her hands patted Qiao Xiang's back behind Qiao Xiang, crying and anxious, and said: "Why didn't you say what was in your heart at that time, woo woo......"

Qiao Xiang hurriedly helped Zheng Xiaowen to sit upright, raised his hand to wipe her tears and said, "Don't cry, don't cry, at that time, weren't you already on good terms with Yang Yilin?"

Zheng Xiaowen shook his head and said, "No, no, no!"

Qiao Xiang was surprised: "No, what is the lyrics he sang?"

"No! I didn't have anything with him at that time!" Zheng Xiaowen insisted.

Qiao Xiang was stupid, stupid and sober: "Then what's the sweater he is wearing?"

Zheng Xiaowen looked at Qiao Xiang with wide eyes, she was thinking, she said: "I knitted the sweater for him, at that time, I saw that his family was not around him, and he was so good to me, I saw that he was wearing thin clothes, so I knitted a sweater for him." ”

Qiao Xiang asked, "Do you love him?"

Zheng Xiaowen nodded.

Qiao Xiang felt sad for a while, and asked again, "Do you love me?"

Zheng Xiaowen nodded again.

Qiao Xiang was annoyed, and said in his heart: It's all this time, you still don't tell the truth! I don't want to listen to lies! It is obvious that there is no me in your love at all! You are still cheating!

Qiao Xiang's face was full of tears and sadness, and he got up and said calmly, "Xiaowen, that's it, let's stop here, I should ask, I want to say what I want to say, now is the time for me to go, I wish you happiness!" he said as he walked towards the door.

Zheng Xiaowen felt that Qiao Xiang's mood was wrong, she got up and hugged Qiao Xiang's lower back, and cried quietly: "Qiao Xiang, what's wrong with you? If you don't listen to me today, you can't leave!"

"I know you're angry, if you leave like this, we'll be strangers in this life, how can I have a chance to make things clear, woo woo woo!"

Qiao Xiang turned his face and said to the back: "What are you still asking me to do here? Do you know that you are lying to yourself, and you are also lying to me!"

"No, I didn't!" Zheng Xiaowen cried and said, "I didn't lie to anyone, I told the truth!"

Qiao Xiang was angry: "Then you say, me and Yang Yilin, you, how do you explain?!"

"Sit down, I'll make it clear to you. Zheng Xiaowen said.

Qiao Xiang thought about it, and didn't go to the door again, he let out a sigh of relief, followed Zheng Xiaowen and turned around, and the two sat on the chair again.

Zheng Xiaowen looked at Qiao Xiang and said, "I feel absolutely different from other boys in my heart, I like you, I feel sorry for you, and I love you." I can't say this love, but I know that it doesn't form love. ”

When Qiao Xiang heard this, he unconsciously rubbed his hands twice.

Zheng Xiaowen paused, and said: "When my friends were at my house last year, I found that Yang Yilin was chasing me very closely, and I had no other way, so I took the retreat. In those months, my friends couldn't find me, so I avoided Yang Yilin. ”

Qiao Xiang suddenly remembered the scene when he and Yang Yilin rode a bicycle to Zheng Xiaowen's aunt's house, he moved and did not speak.

Zheng Xiaowen continued: "It backfired, Yang Yilin couldn't find me, so he wrote me a lot of letters, made a lot of phone calls, and kept coming to my house to look for me.

"I never answered his phone, I never met him, and I replied to him with a polite rejection.

"I looked at the letters he wrote to me, and I thought of you. I also said in my heart that your writing talent is better than his, and you are better at writing than him, but you have never written a word for me......"