(410) We will not change

Yan Shaocheng took it, and his eyes looked at me. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info I always feel that there is an inexplicable scrutiny of me in his eyes, as if he wants me to analyze the whole person before I am willing.

"You don't seem to be good at games." Yan Shaocheng looked at me, he seemed to know me very well, and I didn't seem to be able to hide anything from him.

I looked at Yan Shaocheng, and the corners of my mouth went up. I always ignore my true relationship with him, I always want to go the other way, but it seems that I can never escape.

"What do you think I'm good at?" I asked him in turn, and when I looked at Yan Shaocheng, I responded calmly.

"You're the best at deceiving people." Yan Shaocheng seemed to be hinting at me, and I could see what was under his eyes. It seems that Yan Shaocheng and I have reached a point where there is no turning back. And we seemed to be smiling and hugging each other, but it failed, and the hug between me and Yan Shaocheng was not so calm.

I admit that he was right, because I do like to lie to him. I lied to him and lied to him.

I heard that the angels in this world are always treated preferentially, and I think it's probably because of unwillingness, so we are even calm about deception. It's not that we forget the good, but we can't forget the injustice, and then we go to that bottomless abyss.

"If you're really good at it, you won't know I'm lying to you." I know all the hints of Yan Shaocheng, but I will not choose to admit it.

"But I seem to have gotten to the point of pretending to be stupid." Yan Shaocheng seems to be obsessed with seeking answers today.

Every word he said made me feel like he was going crazy. He loved me, as if it were a sin, destined to pay off his debts.

Our relationship seems to be an infinite loop, entangled in love and sin. I heard that not all men in this world can tolerate women being bad all the time, and Yan Shaocheng has almost been forced into the bottom line by me.

He held my hand, the hand with the wedding ring, and Yan Shaocheng also had the wedding ring on his hand. And I recently heard an ad that said that platinum promises to never fade.

But it seems that there is no way for me to choose forever at all, and I don't know how far away forever is. It's unimaginable that in the future, Yan Shaocheng and I will join hands to grow old, and we will hold each other like this in our old age.

Before I met Yan Shaocheng, I never thought about getting married, but I married Yan Shaocheng by mistake.

Sometimes fate is a subversive change, and you never know who will be the next person to change your life.

"Can't you learn to love me?" Yan Shaocheng's eyes looked at me, and there was tenderness, expectation, and his unique persistence in his eyes.

I could feel his persistence, his struggles, but it seemed like I couldn't love him.

I've been with him lately and I've always thought of my mother, who is still alive and takes pleasure in trampling on my pride. It's a pity that Su Su is taking the opportunity to suppress me everywhere, and Yan Shaocheng seems to hold me insistently.

If there weren't so much of the past, not so many grievances, wouldn't I. You can take away your pride and hug Yan Shaocheng, and live peacefully in his arms.

It's a pity that there is no if, I am still me.

"Do you want to hear what I say, or do you want me to lie to you?" I don't seem too lazy to pretend to be stupid, I seem to be a little tired.

I was driven crazy by Yan Shaocheng's gentleness. Why is Yan Shaocheng always expecting me to love him, but refusing to give up everything to hug me? Why do I always struggle, but I don't want to give up everything to hug him?

We all have our own reasons to hold on, so it's simply hard to hug. It's hard not to have ulterior motives, it's hard not to calculate with each other, it's hard not to have selfish motives.

So the love between us is a gamble, in the bloody love, we obviously believe in our hearts that it is impossible for the other party to choose themselves, but we are still pretending to be stupid and hugging each other, thinking that we can go to the last moment, thinking that someone will let go of the final insistence and hug each other.

So to hell with love, we don't need love between us, it's always been a liar game between us. Even if we love each other one day, we will love and kill each other. So don't expect, if you have expectations, it's better to despair, don't be delusional.

Yan Shaocheng grabbed me and kissed me closely, his kiss seemed to be fierce to the extreme, I also came back to kiss him, and the kiss was fierce to drown him.

I think it would be nice if we really had the ability to forget, so that we wouldn't have to worry about it.

We still have kiss marks on each other, but they don't seem to belong to each other anymore. Yan Shaocheng kissed me and continued to deepen my kiss marks. It seems that he wants to put his mark on me for the rest of his life.

The remote control of the game console came off in my hand and fell to the ground, with a unique sound. It seems that our destiny spanning twenty years has begun to come to an end, and I don't seem to know what is left of Fang Jingxian's life.

Yan Shaocheng loves me.

What about me? Love him?

Do I love Yan Shaocheng or not?

Or is it just reluctance to him, because he loves me?

I've thought about this question more than once, and it seems that this question is so hard that it will torture me to death.

I want to ask myself if I love Yan Shaocheng, if it is love, it seems that it is not enough love. Because I don't love Yan Shaocheng as deeply as I love, I just seem to want to find a haven to live in, and I have nostalgia and reluctance for this haven.

I hugged Yan Shaocheng tightly, as if I was afraid, afraid that there would be no safe haven, and afraid that Fang Jingxian's life would be the same again. But this time, I took the initiative to say let go, because Yan Shaocheng and I will not be happy together, there is hatred, there is reason, and there will be no happiness with Su Su.

I once smirked when I heard that the most profound poison in the world was given to you by the one you love the most, so why take it from the person you love the most? And why do you want to eat it with your own mouth, and why do you love him?

But it seems that I have come to understand a little, love is a gamble about deep love, and the heavier the chips you press, the worse you will lose.

Yan Shaocheng and I are a gamble, and the person we love is Yan Shaocheng, and the game he gambled on seems to have a tendency to lose. And I've never bet on anything.

So one day Yan Shaocheng you lose to love, one day Yan Shaocheng you lose a defeat, and one day Yan Shaocheng can't form an army. I will stand in front of you and smile at you, just as I did when I first saw you, in that torn dusk, in that cold rainy night. Our eyes met, and I was looking at you innocently and confused with the same eyes you used to look at me.

At that time, you will know that meeting is an adventure, and the ending is difficult to meet; Love is a gamble, and love becomes a mystery in the end.

You will hate me in front of you, because I am invulnerable.