"You wake up..." Li Qingning dropped his eyes and stood up. He put his pencil aside. Unconsciously, he leaned against the wall and chose not to look at him.


    Lan Qing saw her like this, but she didn''t mean to let her go. Instead, she pressed her step by step and looked down at her. They shared each other''s breath, but now it was no longer so warm.


    He held out his hand, slowly lifted it up, stroked her face and said in a soft voice, "do you know how much I miss you these days?"


    Li Qingning pursed her mouth, did not speak, and there was no expression on her face, just like a good-looking Barbie doll without any emotional ups and downs.


    "How much I miss you, how angry I am. Li Qingning, these days, don''t you want to come to me to explain?" The hand that caressed her cheek suddenly tightened, clamped her chin and forced her to look up into her deep and painful eyes. "Why don''t you explain? Is it hard for you? Explain to me, as long as you say it now, I will believe it all! "


    "The day you left... I''ve explained. You don''t want to believe it, and I can''t help it." She said softly, biting her lips.


    Lan Qing, not angry but smiling, nodded and said, "OK, another photo, when it came out, didn''t you think about what to say to me? Even tell me, the photo is not true


    She took the initiative to raise her head, chin up to his line of sight, said: "the photo is true, but it''s just a farewell between friends, that''s it, but I said, would you believe it?"


    "Why? Why? You should know that man still loves you Lan Qing let go of the hand holding her chin, looking at her chin a red print, can''t help but a burst of heartache, dark eyes suffused with layers of ripples.


    Li Qingning raised a sad smile on the corner of his mouth and said, "Lan Qing, I''m a person and a living person. You don''t know what Brad means to me. Even if we can''t be together, it''s absolutely impossible for me to cut off all the connections between us heartlessly!"


    Her eyes were red again, but this time she tried not to let her tears fall.


    He became silent, and his long breath sounded slow and long in the quiet atmosphere.


    He slowly took the first two steps and hugged her in his arms. "I don''t want to hear it. I don''t want to hear all of it. You know, when I see you hugging other men, whether it''s out of friendship or anything else, I''m mad and jealous. I don''t want to hear it. Do you hear me?"


    Li Qingning calmly pushed him away, lowered his eyes and said in a soft voice: "Lan Qing, you are not a child, and I am not an accessory of you, and I don''t belong to you alone. At the first time, what you choose is not to believe me, but to push me away, isn''t it? "


    He lowered his head and looked at her face firmly. He was silent and his eyes were red.


    After a while, he had no choice but to smile, raised his hand, rubbed his nose and said, "is that what you want to explain to me? Li Qingning, do you know how much I care about you, but you use such words to pay me back today. "


    "I know." She flashed to the side and stood a little far away from him, "but your care is too heavy. Isn''t marriage a way to integrate two people, experience the storm together and make each other happy? But Lan Qing, when will you learn to treat me as a wife instead of your pet


    "Do you know that when I see your troubles and unhappiness, I also want to share them for you. I want to listen to you confidently, even to me, instead of just telling me that you can handle them yourself. Can you satisfy your God like sense of superiority by carrying everything on your own and locking us all in the greenhouse? "


    Lan Qing looks at Li Qingning in front of him, and suddenly feels strange. A kind of tiredness from the depth of his body, like a huge cold current in winter, envelops him in an instant.


    "But don''t you like such a peaceful life? The peaceful life that I tried to create for you turned out to make you complain so much? "


    But in Li Qingning''s heart, he is always the arrogant president who wants to cut off all connections between her and the world except him. He is playing the role of God with his high attitude.


    "I like a peaceful life, not a life that my husband doesn''t want to tell me anything, or a life that you choose to question me for the first time after something happens. Lan Qing, you''ve never really trusted anyone, have you? So the people around you will leave one by one. "


    At once, Li Qingning had prickles all over his body, as if he had changed from a little sheep into a hedgehog.


    Lan Qing looked at her slightly excited look, and the stubborn in her eyes, silent for a long time, whispered: "I''m gone."


    Li Qingning was biting her teeth. She didn''t say a word more. There was a sharp stabbing pain in her eyes. But this time, she controlled it very well and finally didn''t shed tears in front of his eyes.


    He turned and walked out the door. Suddenly, he gave a meal and said, "I''ll take care of this time. I think we all need to calm down and take care of ourselves." His voice seems to be blown by the cold wind and appears hoarse, slightly red eyes make his expression look a little shocking.


    If life is really a series, then in such a moment, there should be a very sad background music flowing slowly.


    But this is real life after all, the only thing left in the open room is Li Qingning''s breathing. Looking at the back of Lan Qing''s leaving, she let out her breath, leaning on the wall weakly, and then sliding slowly.


    After a long time, she took a deep breath and knelt down on the ground to pick up the scattered paintings. When her eyes touched the hailanbao bracelet on her wrist, her tears suddenly seemed to fall on the back of her hand.


    She thought that Lan Qing''s hurt to her had already made her numb. As long as she pricked her whole body to let him experience his own hurt, she would be very happy. But gradually she found that her heart was so painful, just like being trampled by a merciless hand.


    Lan Qing strides out of the bedroom, just like escaping. He even feels that his back must be in a mess when he leaves.


    As soon as I went down the stairs, I saw the housekeeper coming towards the stairs with a bag. When I saw him, I bowed respectfully. After greeting, I was about to go up the stairs around him.


    I don''t know why, Lan Qing almost subconsciously turned his head to look at his back, called him, asked: "what are you holding in your hand?"