The most recent flight that Nanchen bought, after getting off the plane, it was early in the morning in City B.

Although it was summer, the wind in the early morning was still a little cold, she shivered, and she didn't dare to turn on her mobile phone, feeling a little scared.

I'm afraid that he will look for her, and I'm afraid that he won't look for her.

She walked at the airport by herself, and suddenly felt that she was quite hypocritical.

She sighed slightly, didn't send a message to Chu Xu, and took a taxi home.

It wasn't until the moment she closed the door that she really relaxed.

Oh, my God!

She's too cowardly!

It's just a specious remark, why are you acting like a thief now?

I came back by plane overnight in the big night, and I was still scared.

She slumped on the couch, her suitcase casually left in the living room, her feet kicking and throwing off her shoes.

No, it shouldn't be said that she was a thief, and she didn't steal anything, at best, she secretly liked him.

But what is it? It should be said that she is a coward.

Afraid that he knows what she likes, afraid that he hates her likes, afraid of this, afraid of that.

She flattened her mouth slightly, and for the first time felt that she was living a suffocating life, and liking someone to do it was like doing bad things.

It should be a beautiful thing to like!

But when this matter became a one-sided thing for her, it was not as beautiful as she imagined.

Nanchen rubbed her hair, although she was already a little tired, but her mind was very clear.

She knew what she was doing, and now that she thought about it, she felt that her reaction was too big, but in fact, if you think about it, it's not a big deal!

She knew that she was actually quite contradictory, but now that she calmed down, she remembered that according to Bei Ning's character, he might just be joking with her, not as much as she thought, it was she who thought it was complicated.

She rolled over slightly, her face buried in the back of the couch.

There's no way around that, and I don't know what he'll think about what she said.

Forget it, don't want to.

She sat up a little self-defeatingly, rubbed her head a little irritably, and was annoyed!

She lowered her eyes slightly, and for a moment she saw the suitcase next to the sofa, and she suddenly remembered something.

She stood up suddenly, didn't wear the shoes she had just thrown off, stepped directly on the floor barefoot, and took out the wooden box with the clothes at the bottom of the suitcase.

She gently stroked the box, still a little sad in her heart.

There's nothing sadder than knowing that someone you like doesn't like you.

There's nothing more stupid than knowing your place in your heart, knowing that it's impossible to be with someone you like, and still wanting to be close to him!

She sighed slightly, and for a moment she couldn't tell what she was feeling.

Or, in fact, I don't feel anything anymore.

She picked up the box and walked slowly to the locked door of the house.

When she opened the door and entered, a room full of pictures about him made her not as happy as usual, but a little more sad.

She found a place, put the box away, didn't pay too much attention to it, and lay down directly on the carpet.

The room full of things about him was something she had been collecting for years, and each one meant that she liked him a little deeper, and before she knew it, there were so many that the room was almost full.

The liking for him has also changed from admiration at the beginning to a real liking now, and it's been several years since I counted it.

Nanchen lay quietly on the carpet, quietly looking at the ceiling, his mind slowly emptying.