Chapter 7: I still lost after all
Everyone in the box was there, and it seemed that their eyes were staring at the screen carelessly, but in fact, everyone was probably looking at me. Because I'm here today for the main character, it seems to be me.
Wearing glasses and Qu Fat, they were a little worried in their eyes, the captain seemed to have been thinking about something, and Sister Ying came directly to sit on the other side of me, and hugged me with Bingbing. Sunier and Zhang Ruoxuan sat across from us.
"Silly brother, it's okay. You believe me, you are so good, are you afraid that you won't find a girlfriend, if you want to, forget to tell your sister directly, my sister will introduce you, what's more, I know that someone can always be interesting to you! But you always pretend to be stupid and don't look at people all the time."
As he spoke, he glanced at Bingbing! My mind is really messed up right now. I didn't say anything, but it felt like my mind was going to shatter. It is said that the mind is an infinite container, but I feel that one day, if there are too many things, it will burst, and now it seems to be on the verge of bursting.
In fact, I always knew that Bingbing's feelings for me were not simply my sister's feelings for my brother, and there were some other things, but indeed, I have always avoided and I don't want to face anything. Because I can't make Zhang Ruoxuan sad and make her jealous.
Because love is selfish, one cannot share any other love. The huge box seemed to fall silent for a moment, and the atmosphere became extremely depressing, and everyone seemed to have nothing to say.
"You're Zhang Ruoxuan's new boyfriend, right? It's just that everyone is here, so why don't you introduce yourself first?"
At this time, the captain suddenly walked over with Xin Wei, sat next to Zeng Chun with a fruit bowl, and then said something with a smile as if he had inadvertently.
Zeng Chun actually estimated that he was embarrassed in this depressing atmosphere, and these people were obviously Zhang Ruoxuan's good friends, and there was an ex-boyfriend who didn't feel very right sitting opposite, and now he couldn't ask for someone to greet him in the past, so he hurriedly replied.
"Hello, my name is Zeng Chun. Loved the food and photography"
"Oh, I see."
"You're much better than the brother next to us, he's very picky, he doesn't eat a lot, and his favorite food is pineapple, and he's troublesome to death!"
Dai Jing glanced at the captain with complicated eyes, as if there was a flame erupting, what did your uncle do if he didn't drink and fainted, when outsiders hurt his own people? You've been kicked in the head by a donkey, aren't you? Looking at his expression, I couldn't wait to rush up and seal the captain's mouth with a piece of tape.
Even though I don't know why the captain suddenly became so affectionate with Zeng Chun, his words made me really sad all of a sudden. Because, this sentence is true, really not wrong. I'm a bit picky sometimes, and I'm okay with food, especially with emotions.
"Mingxuan, it's okay. They're definitely playing tricks, and they know how to measure things anyway, so you just wait to see the show and see what happens to that kid."
Cai Baozi comforted me next to me and said, as a member of Yancheng F7, how can I not understand the meaning of Cai Baozi's words and their thoughts!
Zeng Chunte smiled happily at the captain, with the usefulness and happiness of the captain's words in his eyes. At this time, it was always half a beat slow, and the Xin monster who was watching also came over, and said in a voice that everyone could hear by using the melody of the song,
"Yes! Although Mingxuan is picky, only Zhang Ruoxuan can tolerate his occasional stinky temper, such as taking an hour's car to the city to buy his favorite pineapple. Ay! The high branches that some people want to climb are just steps that others don't want to go down~ What are you?"
Although Xin Wei usually doesn't speak, but with a mouth, it is absolutely sharp that it makes people feel that he is cutting your flesh with a knife, and the cooperation with the captain can also be described as killing people without blood. Zeng Chun's face was really like opening a dyeing workshop in an instant, red and white, not to mention how exciting.
And I have been eating fruit in a low-key way, and it would be nice if grief could flow backwards into my stomach like the fruit in a fruit bowl. In fact, it's not that I don't speak, but I don't want to speak, and I'm afraid that I won't be able to cry when I open my mouth, and my eyes will be red inexplicably. I always thought that I was strong enough, and I always thought that I would not cry after that incident, and that even if there was any pain, it would heal without medicine. But in the days of separation, I blocked all the news of Zhang Ruoxuan, thinking that this would slowly wipe her out of my memory, but only now did I realize that I underestimated my memory and underestimated my emotions.
I never forget the past, but bury it in the memories of the past, to hell with any nitpickiness, any obsessive-compulsive disorder. I was not afraid of the fruits on the plate, and I poured them all into my mouth. I felt as if they were all watching me silently, and my eyes turned red as I ate. Li Bingbing just watched me eat, didn't say anything, and then gently poured me a glass of water, as if feeling the coldness in my heart and wanting to give me a little warmth.
In the past few days of separation, I always thought that Zhang Ruoxuan and I might not have gone far, she might have just gone out on a trip for a few days, but the journey was a bit far, and she would have to wait for a while to come back. But only now do I really understand that she wasn't traveling. She was real, really left me from me. Left all my memories, and everything my eyes touched was reduced to memories of the past.
I saw my heart shatter like glass, and I stepped on it with my bare feet, and the blood flowed, but I didn't feel the slightest pain, it turned out that there was a pain that was more heart-wrenching than bloodshed. I still lost this battle after all, and I lost it to myself! Some people say that falling in love is like two people playing a game, and whoever is serious first loses. She started first, but I was serious first, and I still lost, lost to my own heart!
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