After a while, she felt like she had to give herself a buffer.

So Chen Aiqing stretched out his hand and tugged at the hem of the boy's clothes: "Rong Yi, listen to me, it's actually ......."

Rong Yi withdrew his hand holding the flannel box, and slapped Chen Aiqing's hand away very lightly: "Actually, what? ”

His rhetorical question made Chen Aiqing stunned for a moment.

Rong Yi laughed lightly: "Actually, it's ridiculous, isn't it?" ”

Chen Aiqing didn't understand what he meant.

Rong Yi continued: "Chen Aiqing, three times. ”

"I said the same thing......"

"No, no, it's actually more than three times, whether it's formal or joking, it's been countless times, but if you put me in your heart a little bit......"

In fact, he wants more than a little, but now he can only pray for this little.

"Just a little bit, and you'll be a little more considerate of my feelings."

Chen Aiqing immediately explained: "No, I ......"

She took out her mobile phone and handed it to Rong Yi: "I really sent you a message, but my phone was dropped, and you see that the screen is broken, and you can't open it......"

Chen Aiqing has never been so flustered.

"You said you sent it, what about the message?" Rong Yi took out his mobile phone, unlocked it, clicked on WeChat, and put the screen in front of her.

That's the WeChat chat record of the two.

Chen Aiqing glanced at it cursoryly.

At four o'clock, there was indeed no record of her sending WeChat, and all the messages after that were tolerated.

She didn't know what to say for a moment: "I ......"

"I don't know why you didn't show it here, but I really sent it."

"Okay, don't care if it's WeChat or not, let me explain, in fact, I'm late today because of Cheng Yun."

"Cheng Yun disappeared suddenly, and when I found her, she was very emotionally unstable, so I ......"

"Cheng Yun, Cheng Yun, Cheng Yun!" Rong Yi suddenly raised his voice.

After a few seconds, he sighed: "That's it, none of this matters, Chen Aiqing, let me ask you, who have you regarded me all along?" ”

In fact, the question is very simple, and the answer is also in front of you.

But somehow, Chen Aiqing opened his mouth, and the three words "boyfriend" in his mouth just didn't say it.

"We ...... Do you have to discuss this issue, in fact, you know it very well in your heart, I ......"

Before she could finish speaking, Rong Yi interrupted, "What do I understand?" I don't understand anything......"

I don't even understand if you've ever loved me during all this time of dating.

"Chen Aiqing, let me ask you again, marry me, are you willing?"

He thought, even if she didn't speak, just nodded, even if he had to wait for the registration and wedding in the future, he would wait for a year, two years, ten years, and he would wait to the end.

But she didn't say a word, didn't react, didn't even make a move, didn't look at her.

It's as if what you're facing has nothing to do with you.

Rong Yi's heart is like being pierced by thousands of needles together, and it hurts.

With a "click", he opened the flannel box in his hand again and took out the ring.

With a lift of his hand and a force, the ring crossed a parabola in the air and disappeared into the grass not far away.

Chen Aiqing was startled for a moment, and looked in the direction where the ring was thrown: "You ......"

The next second, she heard the words.

"Chen Aiqing, let's break up."