Pushed away, he yuanze's injury to the fundus of his eyes is fleeting and soon hides in the depth.
When he saw Han Zhiyu's apologetic eyes looking at him, he could only pull out a bitter smile: "Zhiyu, is it because Lu is the same?"
Lu is also a man between two people.
In fact, in the past two months, the relationship between Han Zhiyu and him has been closer. Moreover, he also believes that compared with Lu, he can bring Han Zhiyu real happiness.
Han Zhiyu's expression changed uncontrollably, as if he had been spied
There is no way to cover up the confusion passing by.
He yuanze's heart sank.
He was just trying to speculate, but he didn't think it was really related to Lu.
Unexpectedly, Han Zhiyu's expression hurt his heart.
He always thought that Han Zhiyu should have forgotten Lu two months ago.
"No, it's not because of him."
Han Zhiyu shook his head, trying to deny, "I have no feelings for him for a long time."
In the panic, Han Zhiyu has sorted out his mood, trying to make his face look normal.
In fact, even she has no feelings for Lu.
No love, no hate, that's it.
I don't know whether this is explaining to he yuanze or persuading myself.
Seeing Han Zhiyu's eagerness to show that he yuanze was not relieved by this, he just felt more heavy at the bottom of his heart.
Zhiyu, do you know that your words at this time seem to be more like a cover.
"I believe in you, and I believe that one day you will accept me."
Light a smile, end is not benevolent looking at Han Zhiyu so embarrassed himself.
Han Zhiyu raised her head, and he yuanze still had a warm smile under the light as usual, which made her feel at ease.
Just came to Paris, life and land unfamiliar, Han Zhiyu wanted her to live in their own good apartment.
But Han Zhiyu insists on living in a small town far away from downtown. He yuanze doesn't force her and agrees.
Worried, Han Zhiyu was afraid. In the first week, he basically stayed in a hotel in a small town,
every day, he came to her hut on time and accompanied her to the square to draw pictures. Then he went to the supermarket to select food materials, ate together in the evening, and sat in the courtyard in front of the hut to watch the stars.
It was not until the night sank that he drove away without an excuse.
It was only after Han Zhiyu's strong request that he returned home, and then he still came to see her once a week.
For he yuanze's hard work, Han Zhiyu has always been grateful.
For his mind, Han Zhiyu also understood. But she couldn't respond to him until she had sorted herself out, so she avoided it like an ostrich.
However, he yuanze is very patient. Every time he gives her the same answer as today, "Zhiyu, I believe you will accept me one day."
He yuanze grabbed her naked ankle and covered it under the blanket.
This time, Han Zhiyu didn't dodge, staring at him with wet black eyes, "thank you."
He yuanze's hand after putting her foot in, did not stop for a moment to take out. Originally because of Han Zhiyu just excessive reaction and sad heart, but at this moment because she did not refuse to jump up again.
"Well, it's getting late. You can rest early." He yuanze looked at her with warm eyes and wrapped a wisp of hair beside her white cheek behind her ears.
"Will you come back tomorrow?" Nest in the sofa Han Zhiyu soft asked.
"I'm flying tonight. I'm going to the airport later." He yuanze looked at her white face in the warm light and felt soft.
For another moment, he wanted to hear that the little woman could open her mouth and stay.
Han Zhiyu's lips moved back and forth. At last, he just said, "see you next time."
Four simple words will break the warm scene in front of him, and let he yuanze realize the reality again.
With a bitter smile, he said helplessly, "see you next time."
Then he got up, picked up the coat on the clothes shelf, went to the door, pushed the door open and walked into the night.
For a moment, the room returned to silence, only the sound of insects outside the window.
It stirred Han Zhiyu's already confused thoughts.
From he yuanze's eyes just now, she could clearly understand his expectations, but at last she only answered those three words.
It's not that he can't understand his disappointment.
In fact, seeing his lonely back, Han Zhiyu wanted to rush up and give him a hug for a moment.
But she stopped her impulse.
She can't give hope to he yuanze casually after she hasn't sorted out her feelings, which is unfair to him.
"Because so is Lu?"
In a trance, this sentence broke into her head again.She thought that in these two months, she had completely forgotten the man, but it was only at that moment that she found that she was wrong.
His embrace, his arms, his touch, even his voice are still deeply imprinted in her soul, so that she reappears in her midnight dream.
She pushed away the blanket and walked barefoot to the easel in the corner of the living room.
Slowly pull out a self portrait from it.
It is clearly a man's side face. The knife cut facial features are clear-cut. The cold jaw line highlights the man's breath, and the deep eyes add beauty. This is a face that people will be moved by at a glance.
Han Zhiyu's hand is gently rubbing. This is the first week she just came to Paris. She drew it in the dead of night when she was missing so much.
That night, she was shocked to find that the man's face had been deeply engraved in her mind.
The skin of every place, the feeling of every place, and the lines of every place are clear and distinct.
At that moment, she was afraid and hid the painting directly in the inside of the easel.
To this day, this is her second time to watch.
Silent tears dripping on the painting, splashing water stains, slowly halo dye the lines on the painting
Han Zhiyu, you have started a new life. You should not indulge in the past emotions.
Only in this way, you can move forward fearlessly!
The heart is again wrapped in hard ice.
In the silent night, the sound of "Hua La -" was heard all the time.
The portrait in my hand turned into snowflakes and gradually fell to the ground