Chapter 122

Luo Huaizheng finally looked at her, his eyes were clear, his nose was red, and his expression was calm: "I have asked myself more than once whether I still want to be with you, and there has never been a second answer. This is not to say that I am a great lover, and I am not that naive. It is also not to say that our first love, the love when we were 18 years old, only lasted for half a year, but it was so deep that it would be unforgettable for a lifetime.

I just keep thinking, that summer seven years ago, we clearly didn't break up. It turned out that when I loved you with all my heart, when I thought we would never be apart in this life, everything was suddenly interrupted, my life, and our love. I didn't react at all, and I lost all contact with you. My love, what was pressed was the pause button seven years ago, not the clear button. It was just forced to stop, I think I have never stopped loving you. "

Li Qingyao's face was covered with tears. She lowered her head, took out several tissues, pressed her hands hard against her eyes, and sobbed in a very low voice.

Luo Huaizheng looked up at the sky, then smiled and said, "I'm sorry for making you cry again. But I will never be willing to forgive myself for not saying these words. Can you just go easy on me this time?"

Li Qingyao cried and then laughed, but his expression was still very sad.

Luo Huaizheng wiped his eyes quickly with the back of his hand and looked at her. God knows how much he wanted to reach out and touch her face and her tears. Or to hold her tightly in his arms like he did when he was a teenager. That was the feeling of truly owning someone. But he knew that he couldn't do that now.

After a while, Li Qingyao threw the paper into the trash can, poured himself a cup of tea, and with his brows downcast, poured him a cup as well. Then Luo Huaizheng knew that it was time for the verdict.

At this point, she seemed to be as sincere and honest as before. But she could calm down quickly. No matter whether it was seven years ago or seven years later, she always took the initiative in their relationship. She could always see the road ahead and her own heart clearly. This made him both relieved and sad.

But Luo Huaizheng knew that if he gambled everything today, no matter what the result would be, he would get spiritual satisfaction and true relief.

Because only when it is expressed, the love will be complete.

Just like he said, seven years ago, they hadn't broken up yet.

"I understand how you feel." Li Qingyao raised her head and looked at him with the clearest and gentlest eyes. "We were so good seven years ago." Her tears welled up again. "Who wouldn't miss you? I will never forget you until I die. But Luo Huaizheng, seven years have passed. These seven years are not a concept, they are real, made up of nights, days, pain and despair.

When I was going through the most difficult time, you were not by my side; when you were in the most desperate time, I decided to leave. The most precious thing between us is no longer each other. We are no longer the same people as before, and we are no longer familiar with each other. I don’t want to look back. I want to completely withdraw from the people and things in the past and never look back again. What about you, Luo Huaizheng, do you really want to go back? Do you really think we can go back? "

Luo Huaizheng stared at her in silence.

Li Qingyao added: "I have walked on a completely different path from before. This path is completely different from the life we ​​once planned together. This road is difficult, but I am willing to take it. In my future life plan, you are no longer included.

The same is true for you. Now that you have made up your mind and want to go to Tsinghua University, don't hesitate any more. Don't let a relationship from seven years ago become a hindrance to you, and don't stop for me. You should leave this painful life, leave Xiangcheng, and walk the path in your heart. You will definitely go very far and fly very high. I think only in this way can you get real freedom and happiness. What I hope most is to see Luo Huaizheng standing in this world, in the place that truly belongs to him, shining like before, so that everyone, good and bad, can see what he will look like in the future. I am not important at all, your life is the most important. You must keep moving forward and never look back. "

Luo Huaizheng laughed, tears silently sliding down from the corners of his eyes.

Li Qingyao also looked at him and smiled.

The two people were crying at each other, but they were both laughing.

"Okay, we'll be fine from now on." He said, "No one should look back." "I really liked you before." Li Qingyao said, "Really."

"Me too." He raised his red eyes, "I'm unlucky in this life, maybe in the next life. Don't promise others."

"well."

He sniffed his nose for the last time, and Li Qingyao handed him a wet towel. He took it, wiped his face, and stood up. Li Qingyao also stood up, and he stretched out his hands: "Can I hug you one last time?"

Li Qingyao smiled and nodded with tears in her eyes, took a step forward, stretched out her hands, and hugged him tightly. He lowered his head and hugged her back with greater strength, almost pressing her to his heart. Li Qingyao smelled the light scent on him and closed his eyes. He buried his face in her thin shoulder, took a deep breath, tilted his head, pressed the back of her head with one hand, and kissed her forehead deeply.

Li Qingyao lowered his head, did not move, and did not look at him.

After Luo Huaizheng left, Li Qingyao seemed to have used up all his strength. He sat silently in the house for an unknown amount of time. He picked up his clothes and took a thorough bath in the bathroom. He bathed for a full hour before coming out.

She looked gloomy, but she regained her composure and picked up her phone. It was already 10:50. She also saw 5 missed calls and 6 text messages on her phone.

All from Chenpu.

Li Qingyao's heart tightened: A big case happened?

Before he could open the message, there was another knock on the door. Li Qingyao hurried over and saw Chen Pu through the peephole, looking panicked and distracted.

She immediately opened the door: "What happened?!"

When she opened the door, she was stunned.

Chen Pu is a man who usually doesn't care about his appearance. He wears black clothes, black pants and black shoes. He buys five pieces of the same style and doesn't care about the matching or pattern.

But at this moment, at 10:50 in the evening, at her doorstep, he was wearing a brand new white T-shirt, a dark brown short-sleeved shirt, and light-colored slim-fitting casual trousers, tailored to fit and well made. He looked younger and more energetic than ever before, and his figure and face, which had been hidden for a long time, suddenly appeared clearly in front of Li Qingyao. His whole face was filled with a refreshing luster after washing, and there was a little bit of white milky substance at the end of his eyebrows that was not evenly spread, which seemed to be a face cream.

But for Li Qingyao, this was a bit scary.

As soon as Chen Pu saw the person, his expression calmed down and he suppressed all his bad guesses. He made a desperate move and gave a very stiff smile, and asked, "Can I come in and sit down?"

Li Qingyao: ...

See you tomorrow, Dabao