700, Thunderbolt on a Sunny Day (3)
Before the stubble could be shaved, Qingqing circled his lips.
Tears rolled out of Lin Sese's eyes, and she covered her mouth to keep herself from crying. She didn't turn around, she couldn't bear to see Leng Xizhe now.
Where did that noble boy with a face like a crown of jade, handsome and elegant, go?
Yu Weijin took a deep breath, she raised her head slightly, controlled her tears, and said with a thick voice: "Since you left, he has been like this."
Cersei, how can you bear it! ”
How could she bear it?
These words cut her heart like a knife!
Naturally, she didn't want to see Leng Xizhe become like this, but love can only be between two people, and a third person cannot be allowed to intervene.
"I'm sorry." Lin snorted.
"Go and tell him." After Yu Weijin finished speaking, he turned around and left the living room.
The room was so cold that it made people shiver a little, looking at Leng Xizhe's thin body, letting the cold wind blow, Lin Sese sighed deeply.
She walked slowly to the balcony and stood beside him, but he didn't realize it.
His eyes were a little hollow, as if he had no thoughts, and he seemed to be trapped in his own world and couldn't extricate himself.
Lin Sese endured the pain and guilt in his heart, gently put his hand on Leng Xizhe's shoulder, and called softly: "Xizhe." ”
Leng Xizhe's empty eyes suddenly lit up, and he tilted his head a little hesitantly, as if he wanted to determine whether the warmth on his shoulders was real, but he suddenly lost his courage.
He thought, everything was his hallucination. So, with a faint wry smile, he continued to look at the somewhat gray sky.
Lin Sese was almost in tears, and she raised her voice a little: "Xizhe, it's me." ”
Leng Xizhe's fixed gaze was motionless, but his eyes turned red in an instant. He stretched out his hand and put it on his shoulder, and after making sure that it was real warmth, he suddenly turned his head and looked at Lin Sese, his eyes full of affection and surprise.
"Nervous." He stood up, pulled Lin Sese into his arms at once, and hugged him tightly, "Cersei, it's really you, you're here." ”
With such a thin body, Lin Sese leaned on his arms, and what he felt was not warmth, but the hardness of his bones.
"Hee-cheol......" She finally cried and couldn't speak anymore.
How could he become like this, how could she live her happy life with peace of mind.
He's the one she's loved for six years!
Even though she fell in love with Li Weiting, in her heart, Leng Xizhe was still a very important friend, how could she be willing to see him so embarrassed.
"Hee-chul, why aren't you good?"
Leng Xizhe hugged her tightly and sighed, although he was already very thin, but Lin Sese was still small in his arms, and he choked with tears: "As long as you come, I will be fine." ”
Lin Sese closed his eyes, pushed Leng Xizhe away slightly, and looked at him distressedly. But this distress is just the care of friends.
"Hee-cheol, we've broken up, and it's impossible for me to come back. However, I hope you are well, so come and see you, I want you to cheer up, you are Leng Xizhe, you can't be so depressed. ”
"You can't come back?" Leng Xizhe's voice trembled, and Ji'er smiled bitterly, slightly raising his head.
He completely let go of Lin Sese, and his voice was astringent: "Yes, you have already left, how can you come back." ”
"I'm sorry, Hee-cheol."