After the top green tea is worn to the love

"At that time, I didn't think of you that much." Meng Ziqing's eyes dodged, and his tone seemed to avoid answering.

Her hand clenched the hem of the long t-shirt, and she fell silent after answering. She lowered her eyes, her eyes were usually silent, but confused and flustered.

Meng Ziqing was thinking now, if it was Qin Yue who was kidnapped back then, and it was Qin Yue who walked out of the abandoned factory with a bloody body and a smile, what would she look like.

Meng Ziqing was so absorbed in his thoughts that he couldn't help shivering with numbness behind his back.

she will be crazy...

"no?"

Seeing Meng Ziqing's attitude of not wanting to communicate with others, Qin Yue felt that she was lying.

Feeling absurd and powerless in her heart, she took a deep breath and tried to control her emotions that had reached the edge, her voice was a little cold, "Meng Ziqing, everyone is an adult, can we all afford to play?"

Is it that hard to tell the truth?

Is it so hard to just say you don't like me?

No one can afford her, Qin Yue.

Meng Ziqing, is it interesting for you to avoid it like this?

Qin Yue can bear Meng Ziqing saying that she doesn't love her now. She knows that love comes first and then comes first, and there are different degrees of severity. She also understands that love is doomed to be unfair.

Maybe you still like this person one second, and you like someone else the next second. Maybe you still feel normal about this person one second, but you will be moved by a little action of the other person the next second.

So it is acceptable for Meng Ziqing to say that she doesn't love Qin Yue now.

If you don't love now, what about the next second?

What about the next second?

There are people in the world who are in love every second, and it's not her and Meng Ziqing at this second, but what about the next second.

Not in the next second, not in the next second, but there will always be a second, the couple who love each other and confirm the relationship will belong to them.

But now, Meng Ziqing's attitude made Qin Yue feel powerless.

Because the person she loves is a coward who is not brave enough to tell the truth.

Qin Yueqing's cold eyes turned red, and the water from her hair dripped onto her collarbone, and then flowed down into the pure white thick bath towel, making her shiver. She suddenly felt a little cold, or not a little, but very cold. cold.

It's not that the outside is cold in the morning in Tibet, but that she feels the cold from the inside out.

cold

it's too cold.

A cavity of hot blood is frozen cold.

"I really don't miss you that much!" Meng Ziqing raised her head to explain, and when she heard Qin Yue's heartfelt voice, she was annoyed all of a sudden. She was stung by Qin Yue's disappointed eyes, and her tone couldn't help but rushed, "Why don't you believe it?" Woolen cloth?!"

"I really didn't think about how unworthy you are, me!"

"I……"

"I..." Meng Ziqing opened his mouth several times, but he didn't say the word love.

Love is like a fishbone, stuck in the throat with thousands of twists and turns, unable to spit out or swallow.

Even after a long time, people will get used to it and forget that it ignores her existence.

Just like Meng Ziqing now, she doesn't know, she doesn't know whether she has been stuck by the fishbone for a long time now, or there is no fishbone at all, it is she... remember wrong...

Does she love Qin Yue? She clearly likes to change into love. Doesn't she love him?

But... get along day and night, like the wrong meaning, does she really love?

Don't know, don't know, don't know, she doesn't know!

Meng Ziqing took a deep breath and closed his eyes in pain.

Her heart was full of indescribable pain and entanglement. Now her head hurts so badly that it hurts like hell.

Meng Ziqing lowered his head, his voice suppressed with pain and impatience, and explained again, "I don't know..."

"But I really don't think about you that much."

Meng Ziqing looked at Qin Yue, his head was so confused that he couldn't think of other explanations, and the two explanations he said back and forth were so...

Blank, empty.

Qin Yue's usually straight shoulders sank in frustration, then slightly bent down, her throat rolled, she turned her face away and finally said calmly, "You can do whatever you like."

She turned around and wanted to open the closet to get dressed and leave.

She felt too uncomfortable sharing the same room with Meng Ziqing here.

The movement of Qin Yue's turning around brought Meng Ziqing back to her senses from her chaotic thoughts. She knew that Qin Yue's mood was very wrong now. If this gap is not resolved now, it will gradually ferment into a big nail.

It's over for them.

Meng Ziqing didn't want to do this, never wanted to.

"Qin Yue, don't go."

Meng Ziqing frowned tightly, panic flashed in her eyes, she got up quickly, and pulled Qin Yue who was going to the cloakroom three steps at a time.

"No, I really didn't lie just now!"

Meng Ziqing's eyes were shining, and his voice was hoarse, "Don't go!"

Qin Yue had no choice but to turn her head after being grabbed by her like this, but she didn't speak, just looked at her quietly.

His eyes were deep, no emotion could be seen, and his heart was surprisingly calm, so Meng Ziqing didn't read anything.

The two looked at each other for a while, and Qin Yue said flatly, "You scratched me."

"Feel sorry……"

Seemingly realizing that it was too much for her to grab someone's arm so hard, Meng Ziqing let go of her hand subconsciously, and she frowned tightly, "Sister, I can't answer what you just said "I love you" just now. "

"Because... I don't know if I love you or not."

Meng Ziqing looked at Qin Yue's cold and delicate face, her long eyelashes trembled, her eyes were melancholy.

Qin Yue pursed her lips and held back her words.

"When you poured your own coffee just now, I didn't think about whether you were worth it, but that cup of coffee was hot and couldn't be poured on you."

Meng Ziqing tried to make his language organization clearer and said, "But I can't explain the sentence "I don't love you". "

"What is love?"

Meng Ziqing raised his eyelids to look at Qin Yue, but those eyes were empty, there was no light in them, she was looking at her, but not at her, but looking at a concrete body through her.

A concrete body called love.

In the sunny and warm room, only the rustling wind outside could be heard, and the girl's voice echoed in the slightly empty room.

"I don't know whether I love you or not now, but I know for sure that I do."

"Whether it's off the show or on the show, I like you."

"But liking is liking, I can't be sure whether I love you or not." Meng Ziqing lowered his eyes and said what was in his heart, "When you are in danger, what I worry about is your safety. Not What kind of character design do I want to make under the camera, and I'm not thinking about whether it's worth it for you to do so."

"All I think is that it's dangerous, you can't go."

"But does that prove that I love you?"

At this moment, Qin Yue finally saw the entanglement in Meng Ziqing's eyes and the pain and helplessness that could not be sorted out in the face of feelings.

"Meng Ziqing..." Qin Yue opened her mouth, but now she didn't know what to say, Meng Ziqing's current mood was obviously wrong.

"Is this considered love?"

Meng Ziqing frowned and asked Qin Yue, "Sister, I clearly know that I have feelings for you, but if it's just emotions like worry when you're in danger, it's considered love."

"Don't you feel shallow?" She choked up.

Meng Ziqing seemed to be stuck in an unsolvable problem, and she had no idea about the next solution. She was a little bit overwhelmed, "And who knows if it's love or something else? We get along day and night. If Zhang Ke or Su An'an wants to Being splashed with coffee, I would also be scared and a little worried."

Falling into an endless loop, "But if it were them, I wouldn't just rush over like this..."

"But it shows that you are more important to me than them. Is this love?"

Meng Ziqing was tortured by this question about love and covered his head, frowning tightly, with only pain in his eyes.

She asked Qin Yue helplessly, "Sister, what is love?"

"Qin Yue, do I love you now...?"

Tears fell silently, ticked to the ground, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Meng Ziqing, who regards the world as a game, is so reckless that he is like a fish in water. He is a fish that will drown in the river of love, and he is a poor student of love—a fool who can't even distinguish between love.

An idiot who cried out because of a question, his make-up was dizzy, his hair was messy, and he asked an idiotic question like "I love you or not".

Qin Yue stared at Meng Ziqing for a long time, at last she only felt her nose sore, she turned her eyes away, there was a sparkle in her eyes.

The cold female voice was calm, but a little lost, "I don't know either."

Qin Yue hugged Meng Ziqing's shoulder, patted her comfortingly, and pillowed on her shoulder, trying not to let tears fall, her voice choked up.

"Qingqing, it's okay if you don't know."

"Let's take our time."

The author says:

I know this chapter has fewer words, but I feel that writing this chapter has more internal friction than four or five thousand words qaq

写完出来后给基友看，然后就又修了一把，修完人都空了「贤者状态」感谢在2022-06-2800:51:00-2022-06-2900:06:33期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦……

Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: Qi An and Sui Han;