Yuan Zhi didn't reply for a long time, lowered his head, and didn't know what he was thinking.

I kept looking at him and waited for his answer.

He turned around and walked away, sat on the sofa, put his hands on his forehead, and said coldly, "Li Ji, you can go." ”

"Huh... I sneered, that's it, one moment warm as water, the other cold as ice.

He took out his cigarette, lit it, and took a hard puff, the expression on his face irritated and restrained.

Looking at him like this, I suddenly felt a coldness in my heart, and asked him in a cold voice: "Yuan Zhi, what do you mean?"

He didn't say anything, and his expression in the smoke was so elusive.

I took a deep breath, held back the anger in my heart, and asked in a restrained whisper, "Yuan Zhi, what's wrong with your mother?"

He looked up at me, exhaled his cigarette, and said, "Ali told you?". ”

The smoke slowly dissipated in the air, like the tenderness just now,

He stood up, walked into the window, looked out the window and said slowly, "Li Ji, let's go, Ah Li is waiting for you downstairs." ”

I turned to leave, took two steps, and then turned back to him and asked, "Don't you want to say something to me?"

Yuan Zhi still looked out the window, his voice was low, as if he was enduring speechless pain: "Li Ji, drink less in the future and take care." ”

I laughed out loud, tears streaming down my face. I said, "Yuan Zhi, do you really care?"

He and I were reflected in the window, and in front of him, I was really small.

He didn't know what he was thinking, his eyes were fixed on one point and never moved.

"Have you ever loved me?" my voice choked.

It was a long time before his voice came, very low and deep, as if he was suppressing something: "Love." ”

"Is that because I'm not good enough?" I asked.

He looked back at me, slowly approached, looked at me and whispered, "You're good, it's me who doesn't deserve it." ”

Well, that's a good reason.

You're good, I'm not worthy, but it's because I don't love enough.

If you love, how can you bear to hurt?

I smiled and shook my head as I said, "No, you don't love me, you don't love me at all." ”

After saying that, he turned around and walked away, slammed the door shut, pressed the elevator open, and sat in the elevator and cried.

In the past two months, I basically haven't cried, thinking that I have really figured it out, where in life we will not meet, where in life we will not part.

Whoever leaves and who stays has never been left behind.

When I encounter a problem, I don't want to solve it, but when the problem doesn't exist, it's the cowardice in my character. If you pretend to figure it out and don't face it, is there really no pain?

I don't know how long I cried, I don't know when the elevator door opened, and a dark shadow appeared in front of my eyes.

A man squatted down, put his hand on the back of my head, put his head against my head, and said, "Don't cry, Li Ji, don't cry." ”

I cried even harder, as if I wanted to vent all the tears I had hidden for the past two months.

Later, I was really tired of crying, and I haven't been sleeping well lately, so I just cried and fell asleep.

Before I fell asleep, I seemed to hear some fragmentary conversation.

One man asked, "Why are you doing this?"

One person said, "I can't afford to give her what she wants." ”

。。。。

I wanted to hear what they had to say, but I was so sleepy that I fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up the next day, it was already evening, my head hurt badly, my body was weak and weak, and I gently pressed my forehead.

Zhou Sheng's suspicious voice came from the living room: "Does it really matter if she sleeps like this all the time?"

Ali said calmly: "It's okay, it's just too tired, let her sleep more." ”

Zhou Sheng ran to the bedroom door and saw me, and said with concern, "You woke up, how do you feel?"