If this sentence can be half a year in the morning.
Six months ago, she was able to let go of everything.
But not now.
She stood on the stand of the outsider, listening to this sentence, what she saw was just a man who could not even feel her heart.
Forget where I have read a sentence before: in love, the most taboo is to be too rational.
Because love itself is not a rational existence.
But now Suhexiang is back to her senses.
So such a near confession, she heard in the ear, in addition to the feeling, even can not lift a trace of waves.
She decided to cut the line completely.
It also cut off the connection between her and Lu Qingyuan, if any.
"Lu Qingyuan." She called out his name.
"You're just possessive. You're not used to it. You don't like it."
Lu Qingyuan: "what?"
Su Hexiang said: "since I was very young, I have a very unique personality. I don't like sharing or showing off. If there are guests at home, I will not be happy for a long time if I touch the doll I like. "
Lu Qingyuan didn't quite understand why she said this.
Su Hexiang continued: "now, you just take the Su Hexiang, which has been around you for the past three years, as a favorite toy?"
Lu Qingyuan frowned and instinctively retorted, "no, I'm not..."
"Listen to me first." Su Hexiang interrupts him.
"I've been with you for three years like spring breeze and drizzle. I don't brush the sense of existence in front of the public, and I never deliberately draw your attention. What I want is a casual habit, so in three years, you are used to the incense that the assistant gives you in the studio, the small gifts that you pay attention to every other period of time, and the unobtrusive and unofficial blessings in every important day... "
With a very cruel words, Suhexiang peeled away what she had done little by little: "so, half a year ago, after I gave up, you began not to be used to it."
Lu Qingyuan's intuition is not right: "don't say that, you are not such a person..."
"I am." Su Hexiang said with a smile.
Lu Qingyuan stared at her.
Su Hexiang said with a smile, "that's all normal things I can't do. I'm trying to make you get used to my existence and deliberately do it. Lu Qingyuan, don't say you're just used to it now, you don't like it at all. Even if you really have such a love in your heart, it's only for that Suhexiang, not me. "
Lu Qingyuan wanted to say that was not the case.
The conversation completely exceeded his expectations.
He wanted to come. He wanted to come
What to do?
Su Hexiang looks up, her eyes are as quiet as autumn water: "Lu Qingyuan, it's only a few months now. In a few months, you get used to your life. Will forget these three years. I'm just a passer-by in your life. "
"As far as I'm concerned, so are you."
Lu Qingyuan was determined to look at her with a white face: "what you just said is true?"
Suhexiang looks calm: "of course it's true."
Lu Qingyuan: "do you still like me?"
Su Hexiang smiled: "I used to like it."
Lu Qingyuan's face is whiter.
Su Hexiang glanced at him askew: "what about you, Lu Qingyuan, ask your own heart, have you ever liked me? Even a little? "
Lu Qingyuan is white and speechless.
I did put it down. Su Hexiang thought that he would not be sad to see such an answer.