She raised her eyes and looked at Bai Che generously: "Although my ears like to hear this sentence very much, you will have to say it less than a few times in the future." ”

Bai Che: "Why?" ”

Why do you want to talk less if you like it?

Shouldn't you say more if you like?

Honeysuckle: "Because my heart pounds when you say it." I don't feel like I'm normal. When you just said it, were you nervous, were you embarrassed or anything? ”

Bai Che: "No. ”

When it comes to coaxing people, he's always been stupid.

The sweet words that can be spoken, probably only I like you, I love you, such the most ordinary and ordinary.

When he says this, it's like he's talking about the weather. There is no burden, there is no apprehension, it is natural to say it.

He really loved her.

I want to tell her.

That's it.

Honeysuckle: "Seriously, have you ever thought that I don't like you as much as you like me. ”

Bai Che: "I've thought about it. ”

Honeysuckle: "Don't you mind, then?" ”

"Mind what?"

"Love is not a sale."

It is not fair to judge who prefers whom. Because there's no point in doing so.

The point is, look at what you want.

If you want it, even if you get less, you will be ecstatic and difficult to suppress. If you don't want it, no matter how much you get, it won't be rare.

If you study it all day long, who loves more will not make the other person love you more. It's just a waste of your own time.

He never pursued the balance of love.

So it never felt unbalanced.

🐶

After Xia Shaoling left Honeysuckle's house, she ran all the way to her residence. In his room, he rolled around with his head in pain. His whole body curled up, and he kept turning on the ground, making painful sounds, like a small beast with iron chains through his body.

He had never been in such pain.

Never!

He wanted to smash things, but he couldn't stand up. He couldn't stand it anymore, so he banged his head against the corner of the table. But his head was broken, and he was still sober. I can't get dizzy if I want to.

Why?

What's going on?

The servant heard that something was wrong and went to the doctor. By the time the doctor appeared in front of Xia Shaoling, his head no longer hurt. The horror of pain disappeared without a trace, as if experiencing a nightmare.

The tables and chairs in the room were very messy.

The sheets were torn.

Xia Shaoling's sideburns were messy and became a madman.

The doctor hurriedly checked Xia Shaoling's pulse, but after looking at it for a long time, he didn't see anything. The pulse phase is stable and there is no abnormality.

Xia Shaoling: "Let's take a look?" ”

How can it be that you are not sick?

He was so hurt that he almost killed himself.

！！！

The doctor watched it for a long time, but he didn't see anything, and was directly regarded by Xia Shaoling as a quack doctor who was not skilled in learning and eating. So I sent the doctor away, cleaned up and went out, planning to change the doctor.

As a result, several of them ran.

They all said that he was not sick.

Those doctors said categorically one by one, and he was inexplicably displeased when he listened to it. He must be sick, and very serious.

How can a normal person have a headache, how can it hurt like that? He admits that he is sometimes a little too delicate to stand the pain. But that kind of pain, normal people who can keep it!

It's like following up on the death row.

If it is not cured, what should I do if it still hurts next time?

It's scary to think about.

So he went on to seek medical attention.

At this time, someone tapped him on the shoulder. Xia Shaoling looked back, and immediately showed a look of surprise on her face: "Why are you?" ”

The person who patted him was a woman.

Age.

Beauty.

Outstanding temperament.