How to Deal with a Tsundere Gong

The book of seven years is short, Xu Baichuan did come through it day by day.

The relationship between people needs you to come and go. He has been with Tang Jin for seven years. All the retreats and accommodations he made were only because of Tang Jin. Even with a faint fear, Xu Baichuan still wanted a response, and he wanted Tang Jin to like him.

He had made countless hypotheses in his heart, and as long as Tang Jin showed his love for him, he could continue to stick to it. Just like a cactus, a little water can keep it alive. However, when things came, he found that people were fickle. Sometimes it takes so long to make a decision. It only takes a moment.

Perhaps the warmth that Tang Jin occasionally showed was really because of his love. But these likes were so few and too secret that he never discovered that it was difficult to warm him to the deserted seven years, let alone to the future.

Tang Jin wanted to keep him in the reins with his favorite love, and then pull around the mill disk around the mill day and night like before, impossible.

Xu Baichuan continued: "Three separate months are the easiest period of my seven years."

"I don't need to go around you."

"No need to please your family and friends."

"There is no need to act every moment."

"Too easy and too happy."

"Failed to get together--" With that said, Xu Baichuan seemed to finally let go of the big stone in his heart, and it was so happy that he answered: "I hope we can get better together."

Even if I regret it later ... No, I should say that I will regret it. When people are born, they stand at the starting point of the world tree. Every time they face simple choices like "what to eat today" and "what to wear today", there will be countless branches going forward. There are branches after the branches. Another choice was exponential growth. All we can see in our lifetimes is one of these possibilities. Many people will miss the scenery on their own road, even if they see the whole road, what about the other one? Tens of thousands left?

One-way life is a deficiency in itself.

How could you not regret it?

When you go to the end and look back on your life, there is always something left and right that comes to mind. Since you are destined to regret it, why not be happy in time.

In the past, I was young and could go forward with my love.

But after many years, too tired, he didn't want to rush forward any more.

Every time Xu Baichuan said something, the heavy yoke unloaded from his body was put on Tang Jin's body. At the end, Tang Jin stood quietly in place, and he knew it.

The room was air-conditioned, the overwhelming coldness was pervasive, and even the clenched teeth were trembling. Pride and arrogance were surrounded by this menacing chill. The rest was empty and empty. Tang Jinping recovered for a long time, and said dumbly, "... you never ... never said."

A short sentence was cut into two sections, and Tang Jin's voice was extremely unstable, as if talking about half of the child would be swallowed back.

Xu Baichuan felt uncomfortable, and he said in his heart what did you say to embarrass him?

"It's my fault. I ..."

In fact, there is no need to continue, Xu Baichuan said: "I can go out in a coat, or not?"

Tang Jin did not answer.

Xu Baichuan went to get clothes again, but Tang didn't stop him.

The moment I walked in my coat and held it on the doorknob, Tang Jin's voice rang from behind him, almost asking: "I can change all of what you said ..."

Xu Baichuan paused without turning back and said, "No. You are fine now, but I'm not for you."

change? How to change? How long does it take? To what extent?

Can Tang Jin change by himself, can he force his parents and friends to change?

To be honest, Xu Baichuan hasn't changed much over the years. He hasn't walked too many places and hasn't experienced too many things. Even if he hates himself to the extreme, he still wants to live. Regret is unavoidable, but joy can be substituted, and then let him put the rest of his life on a blank check, such a thing, there will never be a second time.

The hotel's door opened and closed, with a clear boundary separating the two people. Xu Baichuan wanted to look back and gradually walk away from the midfield. He thought: There is nothing to look at, he and Tang Jin are simply better off.