Help each other with "silence"

Chapter No.17:

It's been three days.

Standing in front of the French windows of the office, Shen Mo quietly looks at the chaotic world below. There are road nuns who can’t stop beating their horns in traffic jams, and middle-aged men who are riding a battery car with one leg on the ground and a bunch of white things tied to the rear of the car. There are two women talking and laughing on the sidewalk arm in arm, with all kinds of gestures in the world.

And the self who was out of the world in the past has now entered such a dark world of mortals, and it is difficult to escape.

It's ridiculous, the soles of the shoes were wetted by the black water, but the legs were also sunk in.

She has been in a cold war with Gu Yimo for three days.

Every day when we met, Gu Yimo just took a look at Shen Mo, then went into the office, and didn't come out when Shen Mo got off work.

So, three days.

Shen Mo knew that Yi Mo was very angry at him for not telling her anything.

However, Silence, who is clever and keen in other things, is as clumsy as a child when it comes to comforting others.

It’s like, a child who doesn’t know why when he sees his father sitting on the ground crying, stands in front of his father and is evoked sad, but he doesn’t know what to do, he can only touch his father’s drooping head with his little fleshy hand , crying and saying, "Dad, don't cry."

Dad doesn't cry.

Yimo don't be angry.

But she is clumsier than that child.

She didn't know how to appease the other party's anger, didn't know how to solve this matter, didn't know whether to tell her the truth.

Thus, the Cold War continued minute by minute.

Looking at the crying person, he could only stand there and stare blankly, unable to do anything.

If a person is cold to you, but she still looks at you, then, in her heart, only half is angry, and half is, hoping that you will take the initiative.

Take the initiative to break, take her hand, and tell her not to be angry.

However, Silence is not an active person.

She is very slow.

The previous enthusiasm gave scars, and the previous initiative gave Yanhong.

The current silence leaves indifference and heavy chains on the door of the heart.This is her last bastion of protection.

However, this last fortress was broken because of Gu Yimo's love.

The indifference became shallow, more worry and more timid; the rusty chain trembled, and the door was torn open.

The worldly cold wind blows into the room through the opening, and the scarred person inside leans against the corner and curls up helplessly.

Sometimes, love is produced by love at first sight.

Among the crowd, when one glances over, something loosens one's heart, one's heart is tempted.

However, countless love at first sight were lost later.

Lost to mutual ignorance, lost to whose silence, lost to the cruelest time in this world.

It takes a second to fall in love, but it takes a lifetime to prove the love inside.

Silence doesn't want that.

I don't want to be suspicious of each other, worry about each other and stay away from each other.

But she is so clumsy.

"Alas..." Shen Mo frowned and sighed.

Gu Yimo stood behind the door, looking at the silence not far away from the window, who was thinking about something, her dark eyes were full of sorrow.

She has been waiting.

She didn't want to be silent like this, but she couldn't think of any other way.

She just wanted her to learn to talk things out and not carry it on her own.

In this case, what is her existence?

So, she forced her with coldness, but endured the loss of Enron in the other's amber pupils alone.

Hurting the person you love the most is the greatest cruelty to yourself.

why?

Why won't you tell me?

Why do you have to bear it alone?

Shouldn't I be the one who shares everything with you?

Looking out of the window in silence, God is sad.

Gu Yimo looked at her back, feeling melancholy.

Outside the window is the opaque sky, under the sky is a noisy crowd, and in the crowd are tired hearts.

When the wind passed, she whispered in the ears of the fallen leaves after the rain.

"do not Cry".