With a simple backpack on his shoulder, Deng Junting appeared in front of the door of XXX University in H City.

At this time, there was no noise of frolicking between classes on the quiet university campus, and there was no sound of reading aloud, so it was the lunch break of teachers and students.

Glancing at the closed school gate, he let out a soft breath and walked slowly into a small café next to the campus.

followed the waiter to the small private room on the second floor where Cai Cai had been, and before he could sit down, he directly ordered a refreshing cup of pure black coffee from the waiter.

Putting the backpack down, he went straight to the bathroom in the inner room, reached out to turn on the faucet, and with the rushing water, he caught the slightly cold water with both palms, and splashed it on his tired face several times in a row, and then shook his hand to wipe the water droplets on his face, and stroked his hair with his wet hands.

Finally, the man in the mirror was much more energetic again.

Returning to his chair and sitting down, looking at the steaming coffee that had just been served, he naturally picked up the porcelain white spoon and slowly stirred it in a clockwise direction.

The curling fog drifted in the air, and his thoughts gradually drifted back to the early hours of the morning the day before yesterday.

That night, from 10 p.m. to 1 a.m., he was so nervous and anxious that he couldn't close his eyes and fall asleep.

Because she said that she decided to go and confess again.

Of course, the person she wants to confess to is not him, but another man who makes her feel at ease and makes her feel warm.

He had always mistakenly believed that she and the man were in love and in love, but this was not the case.

From the chat with her, I learned that she had confessed to the man half a time.

At that time, he asked her, why did she confess half a time?

She said that because she was a little emotional at the time, she couldn't explain it clearly to the other party, so she ran away in a hurry.

So her first confession was incomplete, at most half a confession.

And since that half of the confession, she has been swaying and swaying, whether to confess again.

She told him about her hesitation, and the anticipation and longing she hid between the lines let him know her unwillingness.

After thinking about it, he bit his lower lip tightly, trying to suppress the pain in his heart, and encouraged her to pursue it bravely.

He said to her:

No matter what the final result will be, as long as she works hard, she will have no regrets in her life.

Scold... Regretful...

Helplessly smiling bitterly, he frowned and swallowed the bitter coffee in his mouth, letting the bitterness flow into his heart.

He sometimes hated himself for being too rational.

He could have let her go, because she had already gotten the answer to that half confession. In that case, why bother to ask for hardship and suffer another injury?

But he clearly understood that if she didn't confess, she would never give up.

Because she will always have infinite expectations and desires in her heart, in this way, she will never be able to let go of those feelings in her heart.

He felt that instead of making her miserable for the rest of her life, it was better to let her see the truth as soon as possible and suffer for a while.

So in the end, he chose to encourage her and confess again.

The expected result was that she was in pain.

"Senior Deng, I failed to confess..."

Seeing these words, he knew what kind of pain she had endured.

He deeply understands such pain, just because at this moment, he is also suffering...

At 1:56 a.m., he dialed her without thinking.

The phone rang for a long time and he didn't answer, he pressed it and redial it, and then pressed it and redial it again, and so on three times before she connected the phone.

She hadn't spoken, and he could only vaguely hear her breathing in a thick, nasal voice from the other end of the phone.

He knew she was crying, crying sadly, crying painfully.

Waiting silently, he said softly to the other end of the phone:

"Cry if you want to, don't make yourself too uncomfortable."

Such a soft sentence hit Cai Cai's heart the most

The fragile piece of softness, which made her just hard to support strong, collapsed in an instant.

Through the mobile phone, listening to her heartbroken crying, his heart also shrank into a small ball with uncomfortable pain.

Clenched into fists, his brow rising and falling into a mountain.

At this moment, he found that he couldn't let go of her anymore.

Waiting for her emotions to gradually calm down, he comforted her and told her to go back to sleep well, telling her that the next day's sunshine would still be brilliant and dazzling.

Hearing her hoarse "um", he said goodnight to her, and only after listening to the blind sound of "doodoo" on the other end of the phone did he put down his phone.

The moment he put down the phone, he decided that he was going to return to China immediately, to return to her, and he was going to tell her that she still had him, not to cry.

Booked the earliest flight from New York to S City, after a long 26 hours, he got off the plane at the airport in S City, and then went straight to the high-speed train to H City, and after 1 hour, he finally appeared outside her campus.

He raced against time and couldn't wait, just for her.

Pulling his distant thoughts back, he slowly sipped a sip of hot pure black coffee, gently lowered the cup, and reached out from his pocket to find a delicate little brocade box.

Turning unconsciously in his hands, he made up his mind again.

Just let him try again.

If...

If it turns out like that... He'll let it go completely...

There was a polite knock at the door, and he placed the box in his hand into the small green potted plant, and in an instant, it disappeared from view.

"Please come in."

It was none other than Cai Cai, who was wearing a lotus pink A-line skirt.

was able to unexpectedly meet Deng Junting, who should be far away in New York, USA, here, and she happily curled the corners of her lips.

After the lunch break, she was surprised to see his message for a while.

I haven't heard that he is going back to China for the past two days, why did he come back all of a sudden?

Sitting down face-to-face with him, she ordered her favorite caramel macchiato, and after the waiter withdrew, she asked with a light smile:

"Senior Deng, why did you come back suddenly?"

Staring at the face with a little sadness hidden, he suddenly bent his eyebrows:

"I suddenly wanted to come back, so I came back."

"Oh, really?"

The light in his eyes made Cai Cai hold her ten fingers on the table a little unnaturally, and she lowered her head slightly to look at them.

This meeting was the first meeting after she rejected his confession.

It's a strange feeling, or rather, it's a little awkward.

That's right, they are good friends who talk about everything on their mobile phones, but seeing each other like this makes Cai Cai feel very embarrassed.

In the silence of the two, there was another knock on the door, and the waiter quickly withdrew after placing the caramel macchiato she had ordered in front of her.

In the small private room, they were once again left face to face.

Cai Cai stretched out his fingers and picked up the porcelain white spoon, gently scraped the delicate and dense milk foam on the top layer of the caramel macchiato, and then piled the snow-white foam into the rim of the cup on the right hand.

These movements are all actions she subconsciously made in order to relieve tension.

Why is she nervous?

Maybe it's because I dissected too much of my heart with the man in front of me.

Or maybe she confessed again with his encouragement, but she cried bitterly to him on the phone.

He didn't see her crying pain, but her heart-rending voice really reached his ears.

She had never been so out of shape "in front of him".

In the past, in his heart, she has always maintained the most perfect posture.

But after venting like that, it is equivalent to leaving her no longer perfect image in his heart.

Such a self-destructive image made her feel uncomfortable and embarrassed.

"Xiaocai, we will always be best friends, you don't need to feel embarrassed. On the contrary, I like this different you. ”

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