Su Ran wanted to help, but realized that she had just said such heartless words in front of him, and now that she was helping, it would only make her more pretentious.

Although it was not her intention to hurt Meng Yun, but things were already like this, and she had no other way.

But she doesn't regret it, and if she had to do it again, she would have made the same choice.

There are too many obstacles and too many difficulties between them, and they are destined to have no perfect ending.

Instead of entangled with each other, it is better to cut through the chaos quickly and make a decision immediately.

She took a deep breath and said slowly, "I'm leaving, thank you." ”

"Wait." Meng Yun called out to her. Meng Yun didn't ask to send her this time, maybe he already understood her answer.

Her refusal is so obvious that it's hard to ignore.

He just walked up to her and stood face to face with her.

A few steps away, Su Ran felt that he had walked as long as a century.

They were very close, breathing each other, Su Ran wanted to take a step back, but Meng Yun made a move before her.

Su Ran paused, staring blankly at Meng Yun squatting down in front of her, and was a little unable to react.

"Your shoelaces are open." Meng Yun said astringently.

Looking down at Meng Yun's gaze, she found that the shoelaces on her left foot were all open and very long. She was so distracted that she didn't notice it at all.

Suddenly, she understood Meng Yun's intentions. Her reason was telling her to refuse, but her body stood obediently as if she had been hit by a Gu, waiting for his next move, without resisting.

He got down on one knee and picked up her two mopping laces.

Maybe the injury was not yet complete, and his movements were still trembling slightly. He slowly tied the two shoelaces together, his fingers flying, intertwined, obviously a very simple action, but he did it very solemnly and seriously.

How long has it been since she'd seen him like that?

She was in a trance back to the way she had been.

In the past, every time she watched him draw, he had this focused expression on his face, and he was fully immersed in it.

She was always irrepressibly infected by his attitude, and even consciously breathed very lightly, for fear of disturbing him.

The young man in her memory had a calm look that was different from others. When he looked at her, there was a pure smile in his eyes.

She once believed so firmly that one day, he would stand in the spotlight and shine his own light.

Her wish is just to be able to accompany him and face difficulties with him. On the day he succeeds, she will stand within his sight, maybe just silently, or inadvertently show off to others.

Today, however, this is no longer possible.

He's really gotten better than he was before, and he's got the trophy he's been dreaming of. He has his own studio, his own team, and his own life.

What she didn't expect was that when this day really came, she was no longer by his side.

"Alright." Meng Yun whispered that this was the only thing he could do for her now.

Su Ran came back to his senses and said, "Thank you—"

Meng Yun raised his head and looked directly at Su Ran, with deep pain in his eyes: "Can you—don't say thank you to me." ”

I never knew that the most hurtful words were not that I didn't love you, that I wasn't sorry, but that I was thankful.

I'd rather you lose your temper with me than politely say thank you, your thank you pulled me straight into the ranks of strangers, a chasm that I can't cross.