Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

The room was quiet and weird. After a long time, Song Qingchun continued to speak word by word: "That person, are you?"

"The person who has been texting me since five years ago, is it you?"

"The person who wiped my tears when I cried all these years, are you?"

"and also……"

She was clearly questioning him, but she didn't know why she became so tense at this moment. Her hand was clenched into a fist, and she looked straight at the exquisite face sitting on the sofa, her face immobilized. After a few seconds, he spoke again and then asked.

"...Is that you who protects me secretly all these days?"

The three problems of Song Qingchun were thrown out of nowhere. It was like seeing blood for a while.

However, her fierceness was like a heavy fist hitting cotton, without any flaws in exchange for him.

He sat there quietly, his breath radiating from the whole body, which was always calm and icy. After her words were settled, he kept his eyes closed for two seconds and then slowly turned his head to look at her. His eyes were calm and deep, and the sound of his mouth sounded pleasantly moving: "No."

There is a clear question on Song Qingchun's face: "But, I think that person is you..."

"Do you think?" Su Zhinian seemed to be doing elementary school Chinese questions, looking for language problems, and carried out the most ridiculous words in her sentence.

Although he only asked softly, Song Qingchun still understood what he meant. That's just what you think...

Song Qingchun's mouth opened slightly, and there was no sound.

"That's just your illusion." Su Zhinian's eyes stayed on her face for a moment, then she moved away without any loss, and then looked directly at the bright sunshine outside the window, moved her lips, and spit out a few words. : "The person you said is not me."

The moment his words settled, his eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a pain-like emotion under his eyes, flashing away, disappearing without a trace for a moment.

Sunlight outlined a light golden soft light on Su Zhinian's body, and Song Qingnian's look shimmered.

She couldn't see her face clearly, but she still saw frankness from him. He didn't seem to be lying, it was more like giving her an answer she had long wanted.

Is he really not lying? But if that person is not him, who would it be? She thinks about it and thinks for so long, he is the best one...

Even when she just started to question him, there was a moment in her heart that was absolutely certain that the person was him.

Song Qingchun didn’t know if she had found the person she was looking for because she finally found infinite hope and joy in her heart, but she was sad and unacceptable because she was ruthlessly ruined by a few words. When I came down, I said a little anxiously and seemed incoherent.

"The feeling you gave me is very similar to the feeling that the SMS owner gave me... I will cry every time I cry. When I recover, my tears have been wiped away. Before, we lived in the suburbs of Beicheng. That night, when I was crying, you coaxed me, and that feeling was almost exactly the same as when I woke up from the previous fragment..."