There were just times when she needed to be still.

Rong Xun looked at the woman, the folds between her eyebrows became bigger and bigger, and the thick mockery was long and distant: "If you want to hide, you don't need to hide here, you just need to say it, and I'll go."

Su Jiuge looked at the window in the prison, a little light came in, the cold iron window, she coughed slightly: "I need to go out, but I also need a fair and honest reason."

"Isn't it for my sake?" Rong Xun hugged the woman into his arms, lowered his head, and in the shadows, he couldn't see any emotions from the man.

Su Jiuge smiled faintly: "Mr. Chief is really good at association."

She just wanted to hide from this man.

Mixed emotions, barren circumstances, too many messy things, she needs to think about it.

Rong Xun tried to see something on the woman's face, his hands were slowly tightening, silent.

"Mr. Chief, you've hurt me." The thin eyebrows furrowed, and Su Jiuge said unhappily, with a trace of grievance on his soft face.

Rong Xun let go of his hand suddenly, still a little stunned.

"Xiao Jiu, do you think I love you?" The two embraced each other quietly. But that silent alienation has been entwined between the two.

Su Jiuge even thought that he had heard it wrong.

Correspondence, only she asks and even cares about this kind of question.

The woman's pale lips moved, and the indescribable tiredness appeared in her eyes again, and she seemed to want to say something, but only a layer of mist was brought with her.

Rong Xun's well-defined lines also collapsed badly, and he almost didn't need a woman to speak, so he said in a deep voice: "You think I don't love you."

Su Jiuge's tears suddenly fell from his eyes, silently, silently.

yes, that's what she's always thought.

Those who pretend to be strong and don't care about it all fall apart because of this sentence.

Rong Xun looked at the woman's tears, and his thoughts drifted far away.

How long have they known each other?

It seems like a short time, and it seems like a long time.

But Su Jiuge has become a different person.

The happy and flamboyant girl became this quiet and indifferent woman in an instant.

I can't say it, but it's his fault.

"Rong Xun, let's go." Su Jiuge pushed the man away and wiped away his tears.

"Do you think I love you?"

The sentence composed of light words and the most ordinary words was like a sharp knife, piercing her most painfully.

Tell herself that all the past is false.

A low sigh came from behind him, and his voice was helpless: "Come back with me, I'm not at ease."

The cell was cold and freezing, and the yin air was very heavy, and in the winter, she had been unable to sleep well because she was afraid of the cold, but now in this environment, it was even more torture.

"I'll let you go!" Su Jiuge turned around, almost screaming, and his face suddenly turned pale.

Rong Xun looked at her with complicated eyebrows.

This is the first time they have faced this problem.

When Su Jiuge asked, he was silent.

When he asked, she refused to answer.

Su Jiuge obviously really identified the answer he believed.

"Xiao Jiu, you never listen to my explanations." Rong Xun's eyebrows rolled, but he could only spit out this sentence.

Her love was so hot that she never asked him.

Su Jiuge sobbed softly, obviously very sad.

Rong Xun is gone.

Su Jiuge looked out the window and didn't react for a long time.

She never got a response from the man she loved.

But what does it matter?

It doesn't matter anymore.