How can you not hate

But if she was tougher, she wouldn't have to endure so much.

Her gentleness and kindness, in Song Tingchuan's eyes, is just weak and bulliable.

She had been nice to him in her own way, but she never asked him if he wanted it.

When she was alive, he actually began to have a vague resentment in his heart, but her gentleness like water made him very powerless, and he couldn't get angry with her.

And when she died, those vague resentments and accumulated powerlessness were all transformed into hatred.

I hate the world so much, and I hate her very much.

He thought that his emotions were well hidden, but for so many years, even his closest uncle had not been able to see his hidden hatred, but now he was suddenly broken by the person in front of him.

Song Tingchuan was in a complicated mood for a while.

Joy and bitterness were intertwined, and finally turned into a thick fog that could not be dissolved in his eyes, Song Tingchuan looked at the rolling group in the distance, his voice was indifferent and did not contain a trace of emotion

"It's ridiculous to even want to protect others if you don't protect yourself."

Even though Song Tingchuan was already very restrained, Su Nan could detect the extremely hidden sharpness from his tone.

That kind of sharp trance reminded Su Nan of Song Tingchuan, who was for tat with her when she first met.

Song Tingchuan, who was completely in the abyss and couldn't see a trace of light.

Su Nan was inexplicably a little flustered, and couldn't help but take the initiative to reach out and wrap around his neck, "Song Tingchuan, anyway, you're doing well now, aren't you, you have me." ”

When Song Tingchuan heard this, he lowered the anger rising in his eyes, rubbed his chin against the top of her hair, and sighed silently

"Well, I still have you."

The stupid girl in front of him is the only pure land in this world, and she is the only one, and a word can make him calm and have a long-lost peace.

Listening to his softened tone, Su Nan breathed a sigh of relief.

No matter what, the past is over, and she doesn't want Song Tingchuan to be affected by these negative emotions again.

Just thinking about it, Su Nan's gaze suddenly froze.

Su Nan suddenly broke free from Song Tingchuan's embrace, pointed to a place in the distance and asked him

"Song Tingchuan, is that the mountain you moved in your dreams?"

She hadn't paid much attention before, but when she glanced at it casually, she realized that one of the mountains was half-hidden by another mountain, and the top of the exposed half of the mountain was not there.

Song Tingchuan stretched out the black line on his head and reached out to pull Su Nan's nose

"You still dare to mention it"

If he hadn't seen her depressed at that time, would he have sacrificed himself like this?

Su Nancai didn't give him a pinch, he dodged quickly, and naively grimaced at Song Tingchuan, "I don't want anyone to say anything about my naivety"

After speaking, Su Nana took the lead in turning around and running down the mountain, and Song Tingchuan raised his eyebrows and strode after him.

After just a few steps, the footsteps unconsciously stopped.

Song Tingchuan turned his head and glanced at the tombstone again, with relief in his eyes.

That's it, as the stupid girl said, the past is gone, and he is doing well now, very well.

I hope that there is really an afterlife, so gentle you, you can finally get a lifetime of happiness and health.

There was a girl's shout in the distance, and Song Tingchuan grinned and continued to move forward.

All mountains are a disguise, but the lame way of diverting the topic seems to be particularly effective.

Is it really a story that works?

It's the intention of the person who told the story that worked.

He wanted her to be happy.

So did she.

The scenery in the distance is unique, and he and she will join hands to enjoy it.