Chapter 163: Feelings Are Such a Cheap Thing 6
I was very curious and wanted to know why there were men's slippers in her girl's home, but when the words came to her mouth, she didn't say it in the end.
Liang Zichuan sat down on the sofa and looked at Kan Yiyu's nest, it was a one-bedroom and one-hall layout, which was completely enough for a girl, the space was not very large, but it was very warmly arranged.
Kan Yiyu boiled hot water in the kitchen and made a cup of tea for Liang Zichuan.
Liang Zichuan took it with both hands and thanked him, he was just talking casually, he didn't expect this girl to really make tea for him, he couldn't help but hook his lips and smiled.
However, Liang Zichuan's good mood only lasted for a second, and only Kan Yiyu's cold voice was heard.
"Liang Zichuan."
This time, she didn't call Teacher Liang, but called him by his name, which made Liang Zichuan change his face and look at her with a serious face.
His intuition told him that what she was going to say next would not be what he wanted to hear, but Liang Zichuan was silent, waiting for her to speak.
"Thank you very much for sending me to the hospital yesterday, and thank you for sending me back today, as for what you said, don't worry about me, and will come to see me often in the future, I didn't take it seriously, and I don't think it's necessary. I'm fine, I haven't broken my hand, I haven't broken my leg, I can take care of myself.
Therefore, I don't need your visit, and I ask you to keep a certain distance from me in the future, I think we should not know each other. ”
She said it very calmly, very indifferently, and even at the end, there was a little smile on her face, but only she knew how uncomfortable and painful her heart was when she said this.
Liang Zichuan looked at him quietly, and there was no emotion on his handsome face.
"It's better not to know each other." He repeated Suga Yiyu's words, word by word, very slowly, but not a word, they all bit very hard.
The indescribable depression, irritability, and anger that was suppressed by death.
"It's good to not know each other! Oh, you're thinking great! ”
Kan Yiyu was silent and didn't speak, Liang Zichuan was even more angry, "You confessed to me a month ago, saying that you like me and want to be with me, it's only been a month, it may not be enough, why don't you tell Lao Tzu that you won't get along with each other in the future, you can really do it!" It turns out that in your heart, feelings are such a cheap thing!
Tsk, maybe you told me that you like me, so you guess you're playing with me, right? Tsk, I really didn't see it, you are such an uncertain, open, and indecent woman! Imagine you as a holy white lotus on the snow-capped mountain, it is really Lao Tzu's brain kicked by a donkey. ”
Liang Zichuan was really angry, he didn't speak at all, and he said whatever he wanted.
Kan Yiyu forced herself to look at him calmly, and wanted to ask him, why was he so excited, why did he react so much? Is it because of her?
But cowardice kept her from speaking.
"Maybe, I'm especially in your heart, it's just a plaything, a plaything that is interested in it for a while, and when you like it, you say you like it, you don't get it, and you won't be interested after a while, and you don't want it if you want it."
Liang Zichuan said calmly, very calmly, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him, but Suga Yiyu felt that he saw a trace of sadness and loneliness from him.
She wanted to explain to him, and she wanted to tell him that her liking for him was not a whim.