"Y, do you have time now? I want to ask you a question. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 At this time, K was sitting on the bed, his knees curled up, his chin resting on his knees, and letting his jet-black hair fall on the sides of his cheeks.

When she sent this message, she looked a little lost.

"There's time, K, what questions do you want to ask?" Y quickly replied with a message.

Y's typing speed has improved a lot over the years, but of course, it's still much slower than hers.

She typed a few lines, then deleted them, and so on two or three times.

Alas, annoying.

What should I say?

She scratched at her hair with some annoyance.

In recent times, she has felt that it is simply terrible.

Originally, because of that incident, she was already very irritable, but things continued one after another.

And although she is full of depression, she has no way to confide in others, because the closest "she" herself is already too busy to take care of herself.

And this kind of thing can't let the other sisters know, even if it's just a simple confession of distress, it is likely that they will see the flaws, so she can only bury this depression in the bottom of her heart.

Thankfully, though, there's Y.

Otherwise, I really don't know how to solve it.

Those who can't say things to their sisters and friends, and those who can't complain about their grievances have no concern for him.

Because he didn't know who he was.

So you don't have to worry about accidentally revealing any secrets.

There is no need to maintain the appearance of a goddess in front of people.

You can talk freely.

It's okay to be like a child and not think too much.

You can laugh unbridledly.

It's a really good feeling.

An autumn breeze blew through the half-open window and brushed her hair.

While bringing a chill, it also made her feel a lot more refreshed.

K sighed, wrapping her arms tighter around her legs, as if it would make her warmer.

What exactly did "she" and him get to this point?

In fact, K knows this very well about this issue.

Perhaps to others, "she" will wear a mask called pride, but only in the face of her, "she" can remove all defenses.

Both parents are abroad, and apart from her, "she" has no other relatives.

"She" used to be her closest lover, but now she is also a stranger.

Because of this, K knows the whole thing.

She knew how guilty "she" felt about him.

She knew "she" was unhappy with him.

She also knows the futility of "her" restraint.

She also knows the remorse in the heart of "her" now.

Some things can only be cherished if they are lost.

Only when you lose it will you regret it.

It's just that it's often already a memory.

What else could she do but those empty pale comforts, apart from the grief she felt?

At this time, because I didn't wait for her answer for a long time, Y's message arrived again.

"K, why don't you speak? What questions are you going to ask?"

Looking at the message on the phone, K's mood seemed to be much lighter, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised a smile.

I don't know when I started to get used to seeking his comfort when I was feeling down.

And his messages can always make her feel inexplicably relaxed.

She bit her lip, thought twice, and finally typed on her phone, "Y, do you believe in love?"

Han Shenyan on the other end of the phone couldn't help but laugh when he saw the message she sent, "Why do you ask this?

A girl of her age is still in college, and it seems that she should be in love.

That kind of young and ignorant love may only exist in the ivory tower.

In order to become an artist, Han Shenyan did not take the college entrance examination after high school, although he did not regret it, but he somewhat regretted it. It was also one of the most beautiful scenery in life.

"I didn't! don't think about it, just answer my question!" K replied with some shame after seeing the text message from him.

What the hell was he thinking?

However, after the message was sent, she was a little distracted, staring blankly at the curtains shaken by the wind, and outside the curtains, a bright moon hung in the air, exuding an intoxicating soft light.

Maybe I should also fall in love, K thought a little inexplicably.

Crying happily.

Laughing heartily.

Love happily.

This is what she should experience at her age.

And in this way, maybe she will understand why "she" is sad at the same time, but she has a sweet smile.

But K immediately thought bitterly that there didn't seem to be a suitable partner around him.

Although there have always been many people who pursue themselves, none of them can be eye-catching.

What were you thinking? How could you think of this? K reacted suddenly.

It's all Y's fault.

She thought with some resentment.

Han Shenyan didn't know that his casual words made K think about it.

K's question touched him a little, and he didn't know how to answer it for a while.

Should he believe in love?

He thought about it seriously for a while, and then solemnly wrote on his mobile phone, "I believe, I believe in love." ”

After seeing Y's reply, K's lips pursed tightly, slightly white, and her fingers tapped quickly on the phone screen.

"Since you believe in love, then Y, tell me, why do two people who obviously love each other still separate?"

She said naturally "she" and him, in fact, why they separated, she knew very well, she asked like this, not so much a question, but an emotional catharsis.

Han Shenyan looked at the question sent by K, and hesitated again before answering her question.

"Maybe it's because of love that I hurt more. It's also because of love that I don't want this relationship to become a burden to each other in the end. He typed this very slowly, because with each word, his heart twitched.

K looked at this reply on his phone and bit his lip slightly.

She thought back to what she knew.

Maybe what Y said was the reason why he chose to separate.

"Then since you can't even be together, Y, why do you still believe in love?" asked K, a little inexplicably.

"Then what do you think, what is love?"

"Love should be staying together for a lifetime, growing old together, never separated, this is love. K wrote without hesitation that this is what love in her heart should look like.

Han Shenyan couldn't help but chuckle, wasn't his imagination of love the same as K two years ago?

Grow old together and never be separated.

"K, do you remember the story I told you about Mr. Bunny and Bunny Girl?"