Chen Ange raised his hand and waved the smoke between the two, completely seeing the little girl's wet eyes. I don't know if I cried or choked on smoke.

Then, under her gaze, he raised his hand and patted the top of her head.

This is one of the few tenderness he has given her since knowing her for so long.

The peach blossom eyes are still smiling, and the upturned eyes are charming and uninhibited. His thin lips hooked slightly, and he smiled at her, "A little friend." ”

Looking up at him as delicate as ever, listening to his familiar voice, Tang Yi's tears flowed down after holding back for a long time.

In the face of her tears, he did not ignore or coax.

The big hand pressed on the top of her hair and pressed it gently: "Tang Yi, you have your own life path to go." Study hard, get into a good school, find a good boy, and have a good relationship. Then get married and have children, and live a happy life. ”

His words are full of tenderness, but they are more poignant than anything before.

In this way, he said goodbye to her calmly.

"For you, Chen Ange is a special existence. But for me, Tang Yi is just one of the many girlfriends I have dated, I can like you today, and I can like someone else tomorrow. The time you have spent on me is not a good deal. ”

Such Chen Ange is too strange and frightening. Look down on everything and calmly peel off the ties between the two.

Tang Yu cried and collapsed.

Listening to his words, I couldn't spit out half a word.

"Little friend, you're only sixteen years old. There's a long way to go. ”

Chen Ange didn't wipe her tears after all, withdrew his hand, put his elbows on his knees, and calmly lowered his eyes to look at the girl who was squatting in front of him and crying.

"Tang Yi, don't shed tears for unworthy people and things. Learn to protect yourself in the future, and then forget about this place and Chen Ange. ”

After saying that, he got up and took her arm with one hand and dragged her to her feet.

The girl looked down and trembled with tears.

The boy smiled: "It's so easy to cry and bully, what kind of personality do you have to marry in the future." You...."

"Chen Ange."

Before he finished speaking, the usually gentle little girl shook off his hand vigorously, almost hoarsely and roared at him.

"Why do you ask me to live well, and you refuse to live well. Everyone has high expectations for me, so that I can study hard, get into the best university, and live this life smoothly and happily. You hope so, too. But why don't you want to be that person? Why can't a good boy and the person I marry in the future be you? I don't want to listen to your reasoning, I just like you, Chen Ange, I like you....."

She was emotional, her thin shoulders trembling.

But she looked at him stubbornly and refused to admit defeat.

After a long silence.

Chen Ange calmly responded to her collapse, his thin lips opened slightly, and he told her firmly: "Tang Yi, but you can't ask me to like you." ”

One word.

Got through all the words.

Tang Yu suddenly fell into hell. The strength just now disappeared without a trace.

She thought that as long as she persisted, she could make him like herself.

But...... Everything looks like she's messing around.

There were tears on her pale little face, and she heard her own trembling voice: "Chen Ange, have you ever liked me?" ”

Don't you like me.

But did you like it?

This kind of question is something that the woman must ask when he proposes to break up.

Without any psychological burden, Chen Ange told her truthfully: "I like it." But it's no different from liking other girls you've been dating. ”

It's all on a whim.

It's all about seeing the color.

Then the enthusiasm is lost.

The only difference was that he hadn't slept with her.