The well-made, well-cut suit outlines his slender and thin figure, he has obviously done styling tonight, not for the hairstyle that was easy to bully at first glance when he was soft and lying on his stomach, short and fluffy, and the broken hair has been groomed, revealing a full and smooth forehead.A bland appearance that was disliked by Song Jingwan before, under the light of the moonlight, every line looks soft, delicate and bookish.It's like a young master who has traveled back from the old era, full of nobility.The corners of An Feiran's lips raised a shallow arc, and he took a few steps back gentlemanly, and distanced himself from Song Jingwan."
Please—" He tilted his body slightly.Song Jingwan bit her lip, her gaze wandering over him.Unwillingly tried to find the shadow of the past in his eyes, but Song Jingwan failed.At the beginning, her eyes were full of her big boy, but now the smile is still the same, the only thing that has changed is the way he looks at her.Like a stranger."
An Feiran, you don't have anything to say to me?"
In this night, when she felt abandoned by everyone, Song Jingwan wanted to be impulsive once.She stared at An Feiran with burning eyes, she didn't believe that it was so easy to forget someone.She will not forget how humble An Feiran was in front of her in the past!"
What?"
An Fei was puzzled, his eyelashes were long and sparse, leaving a shadow on the bridge of his nose."
If it's okay, I'll ...... first" The sleeve was pulled, Song Jingwan lifted her eyes, "Walk with me." ”Facing Song Jingwan, his eyes were calm, not pretending, but real, taking Song Jingwan as a stranger.Do you feel angry or agitated when you treat a stranger?
Of course not—"I'm sorry, I have something to do." ”An Feiran is still gentle and polite, even if the girl in front of him once treated him like that.This is related to the education An Feiran has received since childhood, just like her mother taught, liking a person is not to add incidents to the other party.A crush is a person's business, and the other person has done nothing wrong, they just don't like you.So, there's nothing to complain about.He was polite and gentle.Song Jingwan hated his appearance very much, and impulsively, she pulled his sleeve and asked, "An Feiran, do you still like me?"
”She was desperate for some sense of identity.She had suffered more blows during that time than she had in the previous seventeen years combined.An Feiran was stunned for a moment, and smiled apologetically, "I like it." ”But I didn't like it for a long time.What do you mean by liking?
Song Jingwan's expression changed slightly, and she stubbornly looked at An Feiran's face, "Is a person's liking so cheap?"
If you say you don't like it, you don't like it?
”"I'm sorry."
An Feiran interrupted her apologetically, "Can you let me go?"
The sleeves are going to be wrinkled. ”He pointed to the sleeve that Song Jingwan was holding tightly, and said in distress.Song Jingwan laughed angrily, why could An Feiran change the topic so calmly?
But the more this happened, the more unhappy she became."
It's okay if I want to let go, you can walk with me.Don't worry, it's just a walk, do you think I'll do anything to you?
”An Feiran's eyes widened slightly, as if he was very surprised.He had indeed liked Song Jingwan before, and he had never liked to deny anything he had done.But now, he did have the idea of denying the past.What he likes, is it such a person?"
No, it's not."