After dinner, Cao Yingying left.

Li Xiaoxue locked herself in the bedroom again, lying on the bed, and her heart was in a mess.

Cao Yingying's words about letting her stick to her heart and pursue true love seem to have been heard somewhere, but what really touched her heart was the first time.

She felt that putting herself, Han Haitao and Zhong Youcheng aside, just considering Cao Yingying's words, although some books were angry, it made sense in terms of reason.

Regarding the definition of true love, at this moment, she has no intention of studying it anymore, and her feelings for Han Haitao, after Cao Yingying said it, had to let her scrutinize it.

It's not that she doesn't want to marry Han Haitao, but she herself feels that her heart to marry Han Haitao always seems to lack some heat.

She also imagined what it would be like after she and Han Haitao lived together, but in all the situations she imagined, there was still something missing.

She knew that married life was dull after all, but whether it really should be as dull as she imagined, finally, she had some doubts.

Han Haitao can be said to be the man she has been in contact with the most in her life, and she feels even more that reason occupies the first place for Han Haitao at this time.

In film and television dramas, she has also seen the lingering between men and women, although she feels exaggerated, she also has longing in her heart.

When she was held in her arms by Han Haitao, especially when she was hugged a little tightly, she would also flash the uncomfortable scenes in film and television dramas in her mind. She couldn't help but think of trying, but between her and Han Haitao, it really seemed that something was separating her, so that she couldn't always get hot like that.

She really doubted that in the dark, she was not Han Haitao for her father. It seems that all she needs from Han Haitao is a deep care from a man.

But, still, that's the case. She really didn't think about not marrying Han Haitao. She felt that it would be a matter of time before she and Han Haitao got married.

Han Haitao should be the person she wants to marry, although she is really like Cao Yingying said to Han Haitao, there is no day of not seeing her, such as every three autumns, and even, the feeling of love to death.

Cao Yingying obviously wants Li Xiaoxue to listen to her heart and seek her true other half, but it is difficult for Li Xiaoxue to put aside reason and follow her feelings completely no matter what.

Compared with "want", the word "should" is a kind of compulsion on oneself. She really felt that marrying Han Haitao was a should, not a want.

Why didn't you accept Han Haitao's marriage proposal again and again? Li Xiaoxue really didn't seem to have thought about this issue very intently, and at this time, after listening to Cao Yingying's words, once she thought about it, she couldn't help but feel excited.

There is no one who does not desire happiness, although the word happiness can sometimes seem so unattainable.

She longs for happiness even more, especially since she has experienced the misfortune of not having a father's love.

She also always felt that Han Haitao would give her the happiness she wanted. If it weren't for Cao Yingying's words, she would still feel like this.

Han Haitao is a good person, there is no doubt that he will give his partner the most sincere love. But, can this kind of love really make his partner feel happy from the inside out? If, his partner is not enough, at least not as loving as he is......

She, Li Xiaoxue, really doesn't love Han Haitao enough? Otherwise, why wouldn't she be his bride! Is it just that I just don't want my mother to be left alone after I get married?

If she really doesn't love Han Haitao enough, will she love Zhong Youcheng more?

"No!" She shook her head vigorously.

She told herself that no matter what, it would be absolutely impossible for her to fall in love with Zhong Youcheng, but she really didn't understand how she thought of Zhong Youcheng when she thought about the question of love and non-love.

……

At this time, Zhong Youcheng, stroke by stroke, was still sketching the beautiful lines of Li Xiaoxue's angel in front of the drawing board.

On this day, he and Li Xiaoxue got along very happily.

Between the two of them, at least they were no longer disturbed by their mobile phones.

He painted so seriously, so devoted, and even made Li Xiaoxue not only forget the unhappiness between him and Han Haitao, but also forget that he was modeling for him, and walked towards his painting lightly.

"What's wrong? Any questions? He asked Li Xiaoxue, but the brush in his hand didn't stop for a moment.

Looking at herself in the oil paint, Li Xiaoxue said apologetically: "I'm sorry, should I sit back again?" ”

He chuckled softly, "At least, I don't want to show you the unfinished work yet." ”

At noon, Li Xiaoxue also cooked noodles for two people to eat.

Eating the noodles cooked by Li Xiaoxue, the warm current in his heart surged again, and he said casually: "I have never eaten such delicious noodles." ”

"A noodle? What's delicious and not delicious? Li Xiaoxue said, and couldn't help laughing.

He said seriously: "It's different, don't believe it, I'll cook a bowl, you can eat it?" ”

"Wow, you'll cook it next time." Li Xiaoxue said with a smile.

He nodded in agreement, and said sincerely, "Your voice is really good." Talk and laugh. ”

Li Xiaoxue's ears were hot when she heard this, and she felt that he was suffering from dementia again, so she glanced at him lightly, and lowered her head to eat noodles.

He discovered the New World again, and said happily: "When you eat noodles, it is also very beautiful." ”

When Li Xiaoxue heard this, she couldn't say that it was useful, and there were ripples in her heart, and she only said: "If I say this again, I'm not happy." ”

"I, what I said is true!" He hurriedly explained.

Li Xiaoxue still put down the dishes and chopsticks in the end.

"Yes, I'm sorry." He hastened to apologize.

Li Xiaoxue didn't want to pick up the dishes and chopsticks again, but said, "I'm full." ”

When he heard this, he filled the bowl of noodles in his mouth in a few bites, swallowed them hurriedly, and said, "Me too!" ”

Li Xiaoxue wanted to laugh, but she didn't smile: "Then, continue to paint." ”

He happily agreed, and stood in front of the drawing board again.

When he painted again, in Li Xiaoxue's eyes, he was really like two people.

"He's really just art." Li Xiaoxue thought like this again in her heart, looking at him, it was like looking at a work.

Time is passing minute by minute, and he can only keep Li Xiaoxue on the drawing board.

When the sunlight faded visibly in this rental house, Li Xiaoxue left.

After he was left alone, he seemed to feel a trace of loneliness, and for a moment he was stunned, and could only paint again.

I don't know when it started, but he felt that there should be a Li Xiaoxue in his life.

The night he kissed Li Xiaoxue, he actually felt some differences in himself, although he still hasn't been able to completely figure out where the differences are.

Now, Li Xiaoxue is about to completely disappear from his life, although he also wants to leave good memories for each other, but he can still clearly feel it, especially when he meets and separates from Li Xiaoxue, his heart, faintly, is called what is in pain.

……

At this time, Han Haitao was lying on his bed, crying silently for I don't know how long.

For a whole day, he didn't eat a bite, and Mother Han and Grandma Han came to call a few times, but he only promised that he didn't want to get out of bed or open the door.

Han Mu couldn't help it in the end, and admitted her mistake to him through the door, and his mind was only on Li Xiaoxue's body, so she didn't pay attention to it.

He became more and more convinced that Li Xiaoxue didn't love him as much as she used to. Between them, a problem arose that was not just the two of them.

The third party must have a lot to surpass him, otherwise, how can he be a third party! His thinking, really, is what it is.

It is said that there are many dreams at night, and he doesn't know if he has taken Li Xiaoxue's feelings too seriously to make trouble to the point where he is today.

"What if," he said to himself, "......I couldn't help but feel amused. At this point, any assumptions no longer make sense.

He wanted Li Xiaoxue to be happy, and he thought about it from beginning to end. Reasoning from this point of view, as long as Li Xiaoxue is happy, he should be happy, but when he knows that the one who can give Li Xiaoxue happiness seems to be no longer himself, he finally can't accept it.

It turned out that he was not so noble. For Li Xiaoxue, he still wants to possess more.

"Love is inherently selfish!" He said this to himself, although, once he was, always scoffed at such words.

How could he lose Li Xiaoxue? It is no exaggeration to say that Li Xiaoxue is already the only guarantee of his happiness. Without Li Xiaoxue, no matter what he has, he doesn't have the slightest happiness at all.

"Xiaoxue, don't leave me!" As he spoke, he was already crying uncontrollably.

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