She knew that Gu Qibao and Di Mingjue didn't mean it, she knew that they were really affectionate!

It's really loving!

She thought she could let go calmly, she thought she was strong, cool, and she could forget about it after a few games.

But if a person is buried in his heart for 20 years, if he wants to take it out, he will have to peel off his skin and bones!

That is to peel off the flesh and blood, flesh and bones, and then peel them out little by little, and finally learn to forget him little by little.

As blurry as the flesh is, the pain is as intense.

But how much can it actually hurt? She once comforted herself that as long as the third brother was happy, it was enough.

But she didn't expect that his happy appearance would be a catastrophe for her.

No matter how calm she pretended to be, even if she deliberately ignored all her feelings, when she saw Gu Qibao and Di Mingjue's happy appearance, she admitted that she had lost!

Lose a lot, a mess!

She loses because she can't pull it out, she loses because she loses from the beginning ...

If there is a win or loss in the relationship, I don't know if you won, but I'm sure you lost from the beginning.

The biggest loser is that my heart was given to you, but your heart was given to her.

Your whole world tenderness and smile have been given to her, and I, even a glance at it is extravagant.

The two held hands, but their hearts were separated.

Di Mingzhe actually wanted to lose his temper, he wanted to pick her up, throw her on the bed, and ask her sharply, how good is the third child to be worthy of your liking for twenty years!

Why haven't you looked at me more than 20 years?

Even if it's just a glance!

However, the anger surging in his heart was finally suppressed little by little.

How can there be so many whys?

Like he liked her for twenty years.

Even if her eyes never stayed on him, he still liked it, didn't he?

He's obviously so good, but he's so good that he can't even get a pure love, isn't it sad?

He thought more than 10,000 times that he was crazy about possessing her, regardless of her wishes, as long as he imprisoned her by his side!

But, after all, I can't match the three words in my heart, and I can't bear it.

That's it, Di Xiaoxiao, I'll give you a little more time, I'm going to rip out the him in your heart little by little, and then replace it with me, and finally carve it into the bones.

Di Mingjue's villa was originally very large, the distance from the front hall to the dining room was not close, and Di Xiaoxiao's legs and feet were not good, so the two walked very slowly.

But the pace is indeed surprisingly unusually consistent, because Di Mingzhe has been waiting for her steps, waiting for the same, lifting her feet forward together, and stepping down together.

He took her little hand, silently, and his silence gave people a somewhat heavy feeling.

But Di Xiaoxiao's mood was very trance-like, his eyes were slightly hazy looking at the pair of loving people in front of him, and the pain spread wantonly.

"Xiao Xiao ......" Di Mingzhe opened his mouth but paused suddenly, he heard Di Xiao Xiao humming something softly, and listened carefully, the low and sad lyrics instantly seemed to sink into his heart and spleen, and the pain spread to the internal organs.

"Do you know what it's like to miss someone, it's like drinking a glass of ice-cold water, and then for a long, long time, one by one, into tears."

"Do you know the taste of loneliness, loneliness is because of who you miss, do you know the taste of pain, pain is because you want to forget someone."

"Do you know what it's like to forget someone, it's like appreciating a cruel beauty, and then telling yourself to be strong in the face of ...... in a very small voice"

"Di Xiao Xiao, you are enough." Di Mingzhe's deep voice suddenly sounded, calmly without a trace of ups and downs, but there was a kind of bone-eroding coldness, and the steps under his feet also stopped.

Such a sudden move made Di Xiaoxiao withdraw from his trance, and he raised his eyes to meet his eyes in a daze.

His eyes were pitch black, as if he had a storm, and his hand was holding her with some force, making her feel a pain.