Wang Xueya looked up at the mirror.

The woman inside, with her hair loose and her face filled with tears.

His words were like a basin of cold water pouring from head to toe, making her whole body cold.

But the person looking in the mirror smiled with tears in her eyes.

Yes, that's it.

To bring shame to oneself, one must be humiliated thoroughly so that one can stop thinking.

She had nothing to lose, and was not afraid of destroying their relationship. For her, instead of maintaining this embarrassing "brother-sister relationship", it would be better to go back to before liberation and resent each other completely.

If it hurts, I will never love you again.

Then let's get heartbroken tonight.

"It's right that I called you. But don't you know how to refuse? Do you know that if you don't like a girl, don't give her hope, don't smile at her, don't give her warmth, don't give her too much help..."

Tears flowed down again.

She sniffed and wiped her sleeves.

"You are a bad man." She accused, sobbing, "The days in the Aerospace City, after Moonlight left, were the darkest, most helpless and most difficult years I have lived in my life... I was heartbroken, I was entangled by scumbags, I was criticized and ridiculed by the contestants of the same period. I was isolated from their small circle. I couldn't tell my parents, I couldn't tell Moonlight... When I was alone, I was alone, why did you show up and why did you show up in front of you like that..."

Alcohol on the head.

She speaks incoherently.

Forgot what self-esteem is.

Every word comes out with tears in my eyes.

"Don't you know? That way you will make me feel that you like me. In your tenderness, I gradually lost and couldn't extricate myself... You gave me so much ambiguity. When I fell in love with you, you smiled lightly, saying that you don't love me, saying that I am a sister... But have you ever asked me, do I need my brother? I don't need it, I tell you, I don't need it."

Her crying voice became more and more obvious.

Zheng Xiyuan naturally heard it very clearly.

He didn't speak for a long time, and listened to her crying and talking.

Tell her experience in the Aerospace City, and why she fell in love with him...

Until her nose was blocked, she cried so hard that she could not say the complete words anymore.

He slowly said, "I'm sorry. I won't know how to do it in the future. I'm wrong. Please forgive me."

“??”

Wang Xueya stared at the mirror blankly and forgot to cry.

"You... haven't ever loved me...?"

"Yes." Zheng Xiyuan sighed, "Love, not love."

"What are those ambiguous things? Your eyes and your smile, isn't that ambiguous things with me?"

Wang Xueya was almost collapsed and asked with tears in her eyes.

She didn't understand why the tear glands were so developed today. Maybe it was because she had been holding it in these few days and her tears had been filled with them. Maybe it was because his words just hit her sore spot. She didn't dare to admit her failure, and she was even more reluctant to believe that she had been together for so long. It was just her wishful thinking.

At this moment, she felt that men were really good or bad.

Good or bad.

It was him who had ambiguous first...

Why do you want to fool it by saying "I'm sorry"?

Wang Xueya sniffed, unwilling to give up, sour heart was unwilling to give up, and even more unwilling to get moved, "Brother Zheng, today is my birthday. Can you... say, do you like me? Just like it, don't love it. Just treat it as a birthday gift."

She asked frantically.

Like a little pitiful.

well!

A faint sigh came from the phone.

Zheng Xiyuan lit the smoke, as if he saw a white dove falling in front of his window.

"You promised me not to cry, I'll say."

"Well... well. I don't cry."

Wang Xueya sucked her nose, wiped her tears, bit her lips, and tried hard to calm her emotions, but she still couldn't help sobbing.

"I, I didn't cry."

Zheng Xiyuan let out a puff of cigarette, tapped his phone's back with his fingers, paused for several seconds, and half-squinted his eyes, "I like you, Xiao Yaya, happy birthday."

It’s very cold in Pingzhou.

The heating in the ktv is so full that it makes people sweat.

Wang Xueya's spine was soaked and her forehead was covered with dense sweat.

Her mouth was trembling and she didn't say anything. Her head slowly lowered and placed it on the toilet. She listened to his breathing and thought about his gentle birthday wishes. Her throat was choked and she couldn't make any sound.

"Snow bud?"

Zheng Xiyuan blew up the ash and called her name.

There was no answer, only her suppressed cry.

"Hey? Talk. Are you still here?"

There was a faint singing voice on the other end, without her.

"Yaya, are you still crying? Don't cry, okay?" Zheng Xiyuan shouted again, but did not hear Wang Xueya's answer. He hung up the phone and called Chi Yue.

...

Chi Yue walked to the door and saw the caller ID.

She frowned, hung up decisively, and pushed the door open and went in.

The water is flooding the mountains of gold, alas!

She looked at Wang Xueya's drooping head and gently patted her back.

"Let's go, let's go back and cry."

Wang Xueya had cried for a long time and her tears were almost dry.

Hearing her say this, the dried tear glands burst into tears again.

She turned around and hugged Chi Yue, "Yueguang, am I... too boring."

"No, no." Chi Yue was staggered by her, and finally stabilized her body. "You are a normal reaction. It takes a process to pull yourself out of your relationship... Let's take your time, okay?"

"Woo... I'm so useless, I'm sorry for my mom."

"It's okay, everyone has been young." Chi Yue rubbed her head and shook it again, "Let's cry slowly when you go back. Go back to the hotel. You can't drink it anymore. If you drink it again, my head will be big."

Wang Xueya had a split headache and helped her.

"Go back, go back."

...

"Moonlight, am I embarrassed?"

"I've cried, I've never been embarrassed."

"I called him, do you know?"

"Know……"

"I was rejected by him again. Do you know?"

"He has a bad look and is not worthy of your liking."

"No. I'm not good enough, there is no irreplaceable value worthy of his liking."

"..." He listened to her mother's words.

"Moonlight, am I not pretty?"

"Who said that you are very beautiful."

"I'm not as beautiful as you..."

"You are more beautiful than most people. I'm a weirdo, you don't have to pay attention to it."

“…”

"Actually, everyone's aesthetic tastes are different. The types they like are also different. Some people may think I am beautiful, and some people may think you are more beautiful. There is nothing we can do about it."

"But...everyone says you're pretty."

"Probably I have a public aesthetic face, in other words, I have no characteristics."

"Anyway, I'm not the kind of face he likes..."
To be continued...