Did Not Say Anything About My Feelings

In the cafe in the afternoon, the traffic was much less than usual.Wang Jiulong sat in the corner and waited for the whole afternoon. He checked the time from time to time, but there was no sign of anxiety on his face.

He knew that this was a test and a problem that he had to pass.

Before coming here, Wang Jiulong visited the gallery and visited Song Guowen.

Song Guowen couldn't help worrying for him when he knew what he was going to do.

"Are you sure you want to find her? She has a very stubborn temper. You can tell by looking at Ling Pan. Her temper is worse than Ling Pan..."

"Uncle." Wang Jiulong interrupted him, "If Pan'er and I don't get the elder's blessing, I think she will be very sorry."

Song Guowen was silent for a long time, and finally sighed: "Okay, you go."

Wang Jiulong nodded, bid farewell to Song Guowen and came to this coffee shop.

The day before yesterday John called him and said that Ling Yun had returned to China and agreed to meet him at the coffee shop, so he came early.

One wait is one afternoon.

Seeing that the sky was getting darker and darker, Wang Jiulong leaned on the chair, looked out the window, and thoughtfully tapped the table with his fingers.

The coffee on the table was already cold, but the one opposite him was still empty.

Wang Jiulong sighed, got up and prepared to leave.

As soon as he arrived at the door, he saw an Audi driving not far away and parked in the parking space next to the coffee shop.

The driver got out of the driver's seat and opened the rear door respectfully.

A slender ankle was exposed, black high-heeled shoes stepped on the ground, paused for a moment, and saw a red-clothed figure coming out of the car.

Ling Yun still had wide sunglasses covering half of his face, his glamorous red lips were tightly pressed, his short hair was close to his ears, and he was very capable.

Wang Jiulong looked at her quietly, and she also saw Wang Jiulong.

Ling Yun walked over slowly, the aura around him was too strong, and he could see the demeanor on the catwalk in just a few short steps.

She took off her sunglasses, stared at Wang Jiulong coldly, and raised the corners of her lips: "What? Can't wait?"

Wang Jiulong closed his eyes, bowed slightly to her, and said, "No, I thought you wouldn't come today."

Ling Yun didn't talk to him, just walked past him, and said coldly: "Go in."

Wang Jiulong silently followed her into the coffee shop and sat face to face with her.

Ling Yun ordered a cup of coffee, then looked up at him, and then said in a cold voice: "I really didn't expect that my daughter's vision would be so unique. I thought she might like a model, star, businessman, or even It's a small employee of a foreign company. But I really didn't expect that she would fall in love with a cross talk actor."

After hearing this, Wang Jiulong smiled and said, "Auntie, it is said that mothers know their daughters best. But if you learn more about Ling Pan, you may not have so many surprises."

Ling Yun snorted coldly: "I know, you were her childhood playmate, and she couldn't let go of her dependence on you. She may have mistakenly regarded this feeling as love."

"Auntie, how do you know she's wrong?"

"Is she right?"

"Is she really wrong, or you think she is wrong, so you think she must be wrong."

Ling Yun was slightly stunned, silent, sipping his coffee with his head down.

Wang Jiulong sighed and said: "We have always hoped that Ling Pan would become what we wanted, but we never considered what she wanted. She is too arrogant, but she can give up her career and figure for me Come to me to get back together... And what I gave her was just a small sense of security, but she cherished it very much. I always said that she was naive, but I never thought about it, and I didn't mature much... What do you say She mistakenly thought that what she felt for me was love, but in her eyes, in my eyes, it was love. I love her, and I can do my best to protect her. She loves me, and she can give up everything for me."

Ling Yun put the cup on the table, looked up at him, and said calmly: "Love? Do you think I don't know what love is? Do you think I have never experienced love?"

Wang Jiulong was taken aback: "You..."

Ling Yun took a deep breath: "Do you know why I hate Liuxiang so much?"

Wang Jiulong shook his head.

Ling Yun smiled self-deprecatingly, turned her gaze out of the window, the light shone on her side face, in a trance, Ling Pan and her side face seemed to overlap.There is a hint of stubbornness and indifference.

"In spite of the controversy from the outside world, he and I resolutely chose to register for marriage. For his painting career, I gave up the opportunity of the international show, and moved to Liuxiang with him. That narrow, ordinary alley. At first , I also want to be a husband and a child, and to live an ordinary life. But the result? My husband’s indifference disappoints me again and again. He spends every day in the studio like a madman, leaving me alone to guard the increasingly deserted home .I looked at those women in the alleys, they were ordinary, they revolved around their husbands all day long, and they often beat their breasts for their children and family. I don’t want to live like that...you know? I’m very jealous of your mother.”

Wang Jiulong frowned slightly: "My mother?"

"She is gentle and virtuous, her husband has a stable job, the love between husband and wife is as good as before, and the family is so harmonious... Every time I see her, I really feel inferior to my bones, and the unwillingness in my heart also increases. I love him, I love him I lost myself and the life I should have had. In this alley, I was oppressed and out of breath every day! However, it was the person I loved the most who brought me here..."

Ling Yun turned his head, and there was a crystal light in his indifferent eyes: "This is love, a thing that can devour oneself, what do you want it for?"

Wang Jiulong sighed, and said, "I'm sorry, I brought up your sadness. But... There will always be people who don't know how to manage their love and marriage, so they can't be generalized."

Ling Yun smiled lightly and shook his head: "I know what you are looking for me for. Actually, I have accepted you a long time ago, but I still cannot accept myself."

Wang Jiulong pursed his lips, and then asked her: "Auntie...do you still love him?"

Ling Yun looked directly at him, remained silent for a long time, and then smiled bitterly: "Whether you love him or not, it's not that important anymore."

As soon as the words fell, she saw Wang Jiulong's eyes glance to the side.

Ling Yun turned around suspiciously, then froze.

Song Guowen walked in with a painting tube on his back, saw Ling Yun, and smiled at her.

Ling Yun turned to look at Wang Jiulong, his eyes full of doubt and surprise.

Wang Jiulong smiled and said, "Uncle asked me."

Song Guowen had already walked over, he nodded to Wang Jiulong, and then said to Ling Yun next to him, "Ah Yun."

Ling Yun said coldly: "What are you doing here?"

"I haven't seen you in a year, and I want to talk to you."

Ling Yun sneered: "I have nothing to talk to you about."

Seeing this, Wang Jiulong stood up and said, "Uncle and Auntie, I'm leaving first."

Song Guowen smiled slightly at him.

Just as he was about to leave, Ling Yun stopped him: "Wang Jiulong."

When Wang Jiulong turned his head, he saw Ling Yun looking at him, and his tone was not so blunt: "Treat her well, don't let her make the same mistake as me."

A trace of surprise flashed across Wang Jiulong's eyes: "Auntie, you..."

"Do you want to wait for me to repent?" Ling Yun turned cold.

Wang Jiulong immediately shook his head: "No, no, no! I, I, I will go first! Goodbye, auntie!"

After finishing speaking, he ran out of the coffee shop in a hurry.

After running to the street, Wang Jiulong looked back.On the seat in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, Song Guowen sat opposite Ling Yun, looking at her with a smile on his face, while Ling Yun leaned back on the chair expressionlessly, but the curve of his profile seemed to soften a lot.

Wang Jiulong laughed, looking at the bright sky, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He took out his cell phone and made a call.

"Hello?" came a soft and lazy voice.

The corner of Wang Jiulong's mouth raised involuntarily: "What are you doing?"

"I'm dating my little brother!"

He laughed: "What a coincidence? I'm dating a young lady."

"Wang Jiulong!"

Imagining her jumping feet, he smiled brighter: "Ling Pan, I love you."

"cut!"

"What? You still refuse to forgive me?"

"What do I have to do with you? Why should I forgive you?"

Knowing that she was still angry because of the "drinking gaffe" last time, Wang Jiulong didn't mind, so he asked softly, "Are you hungry?"

"hungry."

"What to eat?"

"I want to eat something delicious."

"Okay, I'll buy it for you."

"Ah."

"Hope."

"Ok?"

"Next week's special, do you want to come on stage?"

Ling Pan, who was eating, suddenly choked and asked in surprise: "I'm on stage?! What can I do on stage? Walk a few steps to show them?"

"You can sing with me."

"do not want!"

"Let me think about it, what are you singing?"

"I do not want!"

"How about 'The Moon Represents My Heart'?"

"I said no!"

"Hey, I think "Watch the Moon Climb Up" is pretty good! Don't you often listen to it?"

"Wang Jiulong!"

"No, no, I still think "The Moon Represents My Heart" has stronger emotions."

"I don't want, I don't want, I don't want!"

"That's all, I have to practice..."

"Aaaaaaaaaaa!"

The sky gradually darkened, and the neon lights first came on. He walked briskly, admiring the scenery on the street.

He had never realized that even the street lights were so beautiful.

At this time, his cell phone rang again.Taking out his mobile phone, Wang Jiulong smiled silently.

Pick up the phone: "Hello? What's the matter?"

"Wang Haonan."

"Ok?"

"I love you!"

Before he could react, the phone was hung up first.

Standing on the side of the street, Wang Jiulong looked at the endless stream of vehicles and crowds. He raised the corners of his mouth and murmured.

"I love you too."

You will definitely meet someone in your life, who breaks your principles, becomes your exception, sneaks into your heart quietly, and makes you unable to let go.

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