Yingtian said that he liked a girl from the orphanage.

Bai Xuemi laughed: "How old were you then?" Not more than 10 years old, right? ”

I thought he started his early love in high school.

This kind of good-looking boy has a high chance of early love.

However, I didn't expect him to fall in love in elementary school.

"I really like her. And I can't forget her yet. Yingtian looked serious.

"Then have you ever gone back to see her?"

"Been there. But that was after I got into college. I finally felt like an adult and autonomous. So I went back to the orphanage. ”

"Did you see her?"

"She had passed away, and half a year after I left the orphanage, she had acute pleurisy, and because the treatment was not timely, she was alone and left silently." Yingtian turned his face away.

Bai Xuemi thought he might be crying, because she saw his shoulders shaking.

This made Bai Xuemi feel that he was actually not an indifferent and ruthless person.

He has a rich inner world.

Just like myself, I seem to have no heart and no lungs, but in fact, my heart is very delicate and sensitive.

"I used to think that if she hadn't died, I would have been with her desperately, because I had promised her that when I grew up and had the ability, I would definitely live with her and never be separated. Because she died, I felt like whoever I married. Getting married is just a task. ”

"So you're just on a mission now?" Bai Xuemi was a little disappointed.

Yingtian felt that his words had caused Bai Xuemi's misunderstanding, and explained: "What I said was just what I thought at that time. ”

"Do you hate the Ying clan for arranging such a task for you now?"

"It's not hate. Many times, people can't help themselves. Think of my companions who couldn't get out of the orphanage, I was luckier than them. ”

"Would you be sad if I didn't want to marry you?"

Yingtian's gaze shifted and looked at Bai Xuemi's eyes.

If I hadn't liked her, I wouldn't be sad.

"Do you have someone you like?" He diverted the subject and asked rhetorically.

"There should be." Bai Xuemi avoided her gaze, looked at the ceiling, and thought of Mi Yufeng.

Compared to Mi Yufeng, do you like him more?

In fact, I really can't figure it out.

"What do you like about him?" He also thought of Mi Yufeng.

That person, he felt that there were a lot of problems.

"I like how authentic he is. He never hides his shortcomings. ”

This sentence triggered an inferiority complex in his heart: Perhaps, this is the reason why you didn't like me.

In the eyes of outsiders, I am outstanding, whether it is my appearance or knowledge, my ability or my assets.

But I know that I have always been very fake, and I always hide my weaknesses in front of outsiders.

I was afraid that people would know that I had skin phobia, and that people would know that I wasn't confident inside.

The arrogance I showed was purely for self-preservation.

I know that maybe one day, everything about Ying has nothing to do with me.

Actually, I am the child of the poorest hunter in the mountains.

An orphan.

An orphan with no one to love.

So, I feel like I'm the embodiment of hypocrisy.

"It's rare for us to talk so deeply, can you tell me how sad you would be if I didn't want to marry you?" Bai Xuemi asked again.

His voice was a little hoarse: "I don't think I'm going to be upset. I don't want to live a life that has been prescribed. ”

Perhaps, let Bai Xuemi love what she loves and let herself be herself, so that she can regain her self-confidence and dignity.

"What a person who doesn't want to live a prescribed life." Bai Xuemi didn't expect him to think the same way, as if he had found a like-minded comrade-in-arms, and asked happily, "Then are you eager to be free?" ”

"Yes."

"Great." Bai Xuemi felt that she was much closer to him all of a sudden.

But she's also a little disappointed - almost mistaken that he likes her.

He said to Mu Rongheng that he likes himself, it's just a man's vanity, right?

Perhaps, as he said, he was just showing off the other half of himself.

The attachment he showed to himself was just a mission, right? He's just doing his job?

"It's late, go to sleep." He also felt lost.

It seems that she is happy not to marry herself.

The night was so quiet, two sleepless people, because they were in the same room, did not dare to turn over and over, for fear of affecting each other's rest, and slept very uncomfortably.

Neither of them expected that communication, sometimes, may not be able to express themselves more clearly, but misunderstanding is deeper.