Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

"Why can't you love?" Song Qingchun tonight, like 100,000 why, has been asking all the time.

Su Zhinian said nothing. This was tonight. For the first time, he chose to be silent about her question.

When he heard this problem, the surface was light and windy, but his hands firmly grasped the pillow on the sofa.

If it wasn't for his self-control beyond ordinary people, he thought, it might be that he was very sick at this time.

Song Qingchun saw that Su Zhinian had been quiet for a long time and didn't mean to speak. Then he squeezed his lips, reached out and dragged Su Zhinian's far away glass back, took a sip to soothe his throat, and found another topic to ease There was a quiet atmosphere, but the topic still revolved around Su Zhinian and Ting Ting: "Then you can't love her, do you still love her?"

In fact, there are some contradictions in this sentence, you can't love anymore, how can you always love? However, Su Zhinian understood the true meaning of Song Qingchun's words. His somewhat trance expression became rigorous, and his dark and deep eyes also had focus.

He said a word "love" first, then slowly turned his head and met her eyes.

His eyes became a little hot, and he said, "Love her."

"I will always love her."

Song Qingchun's heartbeat speed began to accelerate inexplicably.

He was clearly answering her question, but it gave her an illusion that he seemed to be talking to her.

Song Qingchun felt that her face was starting to get hot, and she looked away uncomfortably. She thought that she had lived in his house for so long, he had no contact with any woman, she was doing news The reporter interviewed may be the reason for the profession, so he curiously said: "Although I don't know what the reason is, so that you can't love her, but you know that you and her are impossible, you know It’s useless to give yourself this, why do you bother?”

"Don't you ever think about trying to like other women? After all, it's such a long life, a single love, too lonely..."

"I don't mind being alone, I won't get her, I would rather be alone." Su Zhinian interrupted Song Qingchun's words without hesitation.

Song Qingchun was stunned for a moment before slowly turning his head and looking at him with his eyes wide open.

She was just a casual persuasion, but his attitude was very serious.

He stared at her without blinking his eyes. His words were very serious: "She is the most important person in this world to me."

She is the warmth he encountered unexpectedly, the obsession that endlessly.

"I can't love her, but I can't love her."

"My love for her begins at first sight and ends at old age."

Obviously, it is a very rhetoric of love, but from Su Zhinian's mouth, there is no feeling of hypocrisy, but it gives a very pious feeling.

Song Qingchun was shocked by Su Zhinian a lot this night, but she had to admit that now, at this moment, he was the most powerful shock to her.

She thinks that she is one of the rare lovers in the world. She has been pursuing South Qin for so many years. Compared with him, she realized that her love is so weak.

For a while, Song Qingchun seemed to have aphasia, but she didn't know how to respond to Su Zhinian's words.