elopement alone

Jing Jing's mouth was gently kissed by Liu Zehan, "Let me love you, okay Jing."

The corners of An Jing's mouth floated slightly, "It's all up to you."

Liu Zehan put An Jing under her body again, took off her jeans carefully, kissed An Jing's thigh, and went all the way up to the bottom of her thigh, but no longer lingered here, her waist was gently moved up, and An Jing was already climbing up. The shirt was completely lifted to the shoulders, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white and delicate skin, which appeared in Liu Zehan's eyes.

Jing Jing below looked at Liu Zehan who was admiring her body with hazy eyes. Liu Zehan's eyes slowly went up from the lower abdomen, and fell directly to Jing Jing's face, and met Jing Jing's eyes.

"I love you so much that I even lost myself. I don't have to be rational or self-respecting, but I just can't let you go."

"If I have to give up on you, then I'd rather give up on myself."

"I never thought that a person could attract me like this, and accidentally fell in love with you for so many years."

"I fell in love with you the first time I saw you, and I grew up with you all the way. This feeling is amazing. When you grow up, I also grow old."

"I'm afraid that one day you will dislike me for being old and fading, I am afraid that you will have more flattery from others, and I am afraid that you will lose your affection for me. I have thought a lot during this year."

"However, I still choose to continue to love you, be quiet, you have given me a new and different me, I am full of vitality when I am with you, and I even have to forget that I am 30 years old."

"You and I have gone through the sixth year, and the separated year may be a test for us. I am very glad that we have survived."

"For the next 60 years, I hope to be with you. I am 30 years old. I am no longer young, and I am no longer full of longing for love. I just want to be with someone who can understand each other. For me For me, you are the best partner in this life."

Liu Zehan's affectionate confession brought him quiet and gradual sobriety.

An Jing gradually broke free from the confusion and fascination, her eyes were no longer blurred, and her breathing became steady and regular.

Liu Zehan was still indulging in this confession of love, but her quiet eyes lost their light. With a light push, she got up, and Liu Zehan fell down on the sofa.

"Zehan."

Jing Jing sat disheveled, Liu Zehan obviously did not expect Jing Jing's behavior, and looked at her in confusion, waiting for the next article.

"I'm sorry," An Jing's eyes were a little wet, and tears were already streaming down the corners of her eyes, "I can't accompany you through the next 60 years of my life."

Liu Zehan was stunned, she didn't know the meaning of An Jing's words, whether it was unspeakable secrets or true feelings, she didn't want to hear or know.

During this period of time, I understand that Quiet is uncomfortable, and I understand why, otherwise, I would not take the initiative to ask for kisses and courtship frequently. Although Quiet mostly rejected her, Liu Zehan still subconsciously believed that Quiet is in love. My own, it's just that I was quiet and a little confused during this period of time.

"I think...I'm in love with...Chen Ningshu."

When Liu Zehan heard Jing Jing's confession to others, tears flowed down his eyes instantly, his eyes were wet, his eyes lost focus, he bit his lip, and said with a trembling voice, "Quiet, what do you say?"

"I'm in love with Chen Ningshu, I'm sorry, let's break up." An Jing closed her eyes, raised her head, and said these words softly.

Quiet in the room could hear a needle fall, Liu Zehan's mind echoed Jing Jing's words repeatedly, her eyes widened, longing for an explanation from Jing Jing, but Jing Jing stopped saying a word, looked at The lover got up, put on his clothes, packed his luggage, and went out. Liu Zehan stared at the ceiling.

She didn't know what happened to An Jing in Hunan, she only knew that it seemed that from now on, she would completely lose An Jing.

"Hahaha..." Liu Zehan laughed while crying, tears fell into his mouth, the salty taste seemed to remind himself: This is retribution, the retribution when you left the quiet, falling in love with others, facing others at critical moments Confession, this is the best revenge that An Jing can give herself.

Jing Jing walked in the bone-chilling night, for some reason, it started to rain, and the raindrops fell on her body, cold and full of rhythm. Quiet dragged her luggage and shed tears all the way. The pedestrians on the street were all confused by the sudden rain. Lost the rhythm, they ran to the eaves to shelter from the rain, only Quiet seemed to know nothing, still walking in this heavy rainy night.

It was already midnight when she got home, An Jing's whole body was soaked in rain, she hugged her shivering and thin body, leaned against the security door and slid to the ground, when she looked up, she saw the bunch of keys for Chen Ningshu on the cabinet , got up slightly, picked it up tremblingly, and repeatedly touched the cold key, his mind was full of the scene when he gave the key to Chen Ningshu.

"The key to my house, here you are."

Chen Ningshu's eyes fell on the dining table, looking at a bunch of metal keys, a little surprised, "Not so good?"

Quietly smiled, "What's wrong, isn't this normal?"

"In my opinion, giving someone the key to his own home is a sense of ritual, a sense of ritual of choosing the other person to enter his life, which is more important than marriage. Do you understand my thoughts? I choose you to enter my life , From now on, I am willing to devote half of my life and energy to accompany you, similar to this idea. So, can you do it?"

Nodding quietly and solemnly, "Yes."

Chen Ningshu was not as happy as he imagined, but just smiled lightly, "Okay, I'll keep it for you first."

An Jing held this bunch of keys that she was all too familiar with, and stroked them repeatedly, as if she wanted to feel Chen Ningshu's body temperature, but she couldn't feel anything.

This is just a bunch of ordinary keys, once it was endowed with a new meaning by a person, but this person has left, so this bunch of keys is just a medium to carry this relationship.

An Jing wanted to laugh a little, Chen Ningshu had already told himself the answer, only he knew it later——

I choose you to enter my life. From now on, I am willing to spend the time and energy in my life to accompany you.

This sentence did not seem to be a confession at the time, but now it is so warm when I think about it.

It's not that I love you, it's not that I'm willing to never leave you, it's not that I will love what you love and hate what you hate.

It's me who wants to share my life with you.

There are many ways to love someone, and the degrees are also different, but how many people can really "give half of themselves to you"?

People always know how to cherish after losing, and An Jing is such a person.

She didn't know whether she should be happy or sad for this confession, whether she should be thankful that the person she fell in love with loved her so much, or regret that this love was just once. There is only this bunch of keys in his hand to vent, and he throws them fiercely on the far floor. The keys fall on the wooden floor. After a crisp sound, they are dragged for a long distance due to inertia, and the sound of friction with the floor is ear-piercing. Unbearable, quiet but indifferent.

At this moment she didn't know what to do.

After living through No.20 for six years, it turned out to be such a failure. Quietly summed up the past 20 years of myself.

At the age of 19, I met Liu Zehan and was broken up. After being together for five years, I broke up. After the breakup, I played songs every night for a year. When I met Chen Ningshu, I thought I could settle down. I didn’t expect to be caught by Liu Zehan before I fully adapted to the world of two people. Returning to disrupt the pace.

What a ridiculous farce.

Jing Jing sneered, stood up, her calf was a little numb due to the long-term fixed posture, quietly supported the wall, and put her weight on the arm supporting the wall, the discomfort in her legs was slightly relieved.

He thumped the white wall hard, his clenched fists were so painful, Quiet didn't care, lay on the wall, and finally cried out.

Time passed unhurriedly, and after crying for a while, she stopped crying. She quietly kicked off her shoes, put on her slippers, walked to the bathroom, and turned on the water without taking off her clothes.

The warm water from the shower soon drowned out the dry silence, and the shirt and jeans were soaked inside and out.

With a lift of Quiet's right hand, it skipped over the hairline on the top of the head, and the long hair that blocked the sight was pulled back.

Tears and drops of water mingled together, and they were no longer separated from each other. Jing Jing didn't know if she was still crying at this time. The only thing she could do was to relax herself underwater.

Jing Jing didn't know how long she had been in the bath, she just felt a little tight in the chest and short of breath, and could hardly bear such a depressing environment, so she dried herself, put on a towel and left the bathroom.

Sitting on the big bed in the bedroom and looking around, the home I haven't returned to for a long time suddenly feels strange and familiar.

Strangeness is for me, but familiarity is because of Chen Ningshu who once lived here.

Thinking of Chen Ningshu's quiet heart, he pulled hard.

Regarding your relationship with me, I am a complete asshole, and I am also a rotten person who looks the same.

I'm a loser of love, a parasite of life who just messes up everything.

Whether the person who loves me or the person I love will leave me in the end.

The corner of the mouth tilted to the upper right, pulling out a self-deprecating smile. For you, I am not worth a second look. Maybe you don’t want to admit the existence of an ex like me. I am for you Words are but a stain.

A scum who possessed you, failed you, and hurt you.

You don't even bother to give me a look. Although I am a special existence to you, I don't want to take root in your heart because of hatred.

Lying quietly on the bed, trying hard to recall Chen Ningshu's body temperature when she was beside her, but she couldn't feel the slightest bit of temperature at all, and she didn't even have hallucinations.

Just like that, I kept my eyes open until dawn, and Jing Jing finally fell asleep after seven o'clock.

When I woke up, Jing Jing felt a little cold, shivering all over, pulled the quilt over her body, curled up into a ball, her teeth chattered, but her body temperature was surprisingly hot, Jing Jing's weak consciousness told herself that she had a fever, and she stretched out her arm tremblingly He wanted to get the water glass by the bed, but he couldn't find anything, so he could only get down to the floor wrapped in a quilt, and went to the living room to get the glass.

Next to the water dispenser was the white mug that Chen Ningshu forgot to take away. The hand quietly holding the glass stopped in mid-air, staring straight at the mug that did not belong to him, unconsciously put down his water mug, took Picked up the white one, drank half a glass of water, and swallowed it with a grunt, without any accidents.

There is no romantic drama saying "the water cup with your fragrance makes me feel very warm", and there is no line in TVB "this is your favorite cup, you once said that it is very important to you, today I found you I forgot to take it away, and I'm bringing it to you now", not to mention the pain in the literature "I shed tears, the tears mixed with the mineral water in the cup, I watched my tears flow down slowly, and drank the mixed water with tears".

Yes, this cup didn't carry Chen Ningshu's special fragrance, and Chen Ningshu didn't have any smell on him.

For Chen Ningshu, this cup is just a tool for drinking water, without any special meaning, it is just one of her many water cups.

This cup didn't catch Jing Jing's tears, because Jing Jing didn't shed tears at all, and she couldn't feel anything except cold.

There is always such a big difference between reality and fantasy, quiet is a little sad, how much I want their real existence, whether it is fragrance, tears or special meaning, it is a pity that it is just the fantasy of the screenwriter.

He hugged the water glass with both hands, never wanting to put it down again.

An Jing returned to the bedroom with the mug, lying on the bed, staring blankly at the head of the bed, the memories you left for me will disappear one day, so long that maybe one day I will forget who the owner of this mug is.

The ridiculous sarcasm and the unexpected ending are like a movie without an end. None of us know what will happen next moment until the subtitles appear, but Jing Jing knows that her love is really over.

I don't know when I fell in love with Chen Ningshu, and I don't know when I didn't love Liu Zehan, it doesn't matter anymore, I have lost them anyway, and in the end, I am not alone in my life.