Chapter Seventy-Two
In this world, there is no emotion that can go back - even if you do, you will find that everything has changed beyond recognition. The only thing I can go back to is the memories that exist in my heart.
Li Yueqing, who had just let go of her feelings for Lin Xi, now completely understood what "despair" was. She had never experienced that feeling of being cold and overwhelmed so deeply. It was a horrible feeling.
What she didn't understand even more was why Zhao Shaoyang suddenly appeared at this time, occupying the empty window of her feelings, and as soon as she came in, she was reluctant to leave.
She turned off her phone and buried it in her own world. Only in that space, in that time, would she feel safe.
She became less and less trusting of people and more and more independent...... More and more unrelated to youth.
We always think that we are getting old slowly, but in fact, we are getting old in an instant. Li Yueqing once saw this sentence from Haruki Murakami's novels, and he had always been impressed before, but he couldn't empathize with it. It turns out that if a needle can't stick to your body, you will never know how painful it is. What understanding, what understanding, it's all!
Without Li Mingfeng's home, it seems much more deserted. Why had she never found out before, that losing his home was so lonely and lonely, and that she was staying in it as if she was in a cage.
Li Pingmin is busy handling business, and Yang Xinrui is also busy sitting with her full-time wife every day. Everyone seems to have a very accurate position in this society, only she doesn't.
Since that meeting with Zhao Shaoyang, Li Yueqing has often received calls from him. She didn't refuse, and she didn't make excuses that she had something.
"Yueqing, I was sincere that day. Think about it, I'll wait for your reply. Zhao Shaoyang said.
"Can you wait as long as you want?"
"Well, I can wait."
“…… You know what, my brother is coming back. ”
That day, she received a call from Li Mingfeng, saying that he would return to China next month. Li Yueqing didn't know how she spent the night after receiving the call, she was excited, nervous, and more expectant.
But within a few days, the anticipation in her heart slowly cooled, and she began to become sober and sane.
Before Li Mingfeng came back, she promised Zhao Shaoyang and promised to be a lover with him.
"Really, you agreed? I'm so happy, Yueqing! Let's go out to dinner tonight! After Zhao Shaoyang got the news, he dialed Li Yueqing's phone as soon as possible.
She said a little coldly: "No need, my brother will be back in a few days, I want to clean up his room." ”
Actually, she goes to his room once a week and tidies it up. Now, she was sitting in his bedroom talking to Zhao Shaoyang on the phone, but suddenly found that there was a lot of dust here, and she had to tidy it up.
Thinking like this, he hurriedly hung up the phone and began to do it.
I changed the bed sheets and quilt covers, and wiped the small cabinet at the head of the bed from the inside out. At the end of the day, there was nothing left to do, so she fiddled with his photo.
That photo should have been taken with Li Yueqing after returning to China. At that time, so many things hadn't happened, she still regarded him as an older brother, and everything was not so complicated. So their smiles are bright and genuine.
It was only a long time before she couldn't smile anymore.