Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

Song Qingchun stared at the phone screen, her breath became inexplicably rapid, her fingertips were raised and then lowered, and then lowered and then raised, and so repeated several times without ever pressing.

How to do? What if he confessed, would he still like her?

At that time, could he and she not even make friends?

The world without him... Song Qingchun has not been rejected, just thinking of these six words, her chest hurts.

But if you don’t try, how do you know it will be rejected?

Song Qingchun's head was like a fight, very chaotic. In the end, her whole person became a little crazy, pulled her hair hard, and threw her mobile phone on the bed.

...

Because of too much love, there will always be a lot of worries.

Song Qingchun struggled for a long time, and the confession message was still not sent out. At ten o'clock, she packed herself up and went out to the mall.

For a birthday gift, she actually went shopping for four hours before choosing the right one.

When she paid, there were two young girls standing in front, chatting excitedly.

Song Qingchun didn't pay attention to what they talked about at first, until one of the girls said, "You have chased him for six years, and finally you will be able to achieve a positive result." She raised her ears and listened carefully.

"Yeah, six years and three months. When I first liked him, he had someone he liked. The flower of the Chinese Department was very beautiful. At first, I just wanted to be a classmate with him. I can see it every day. He was just fine, but later, because of drunkenness, I confessed to him by mistake and hit, but was rejected by him..." It was obviously a very sad experience, but when the girl said this time, her face It was filled with happiness: "...it was really desperate at the time, because even friends didn't have to do it. Until graduation from college, we rarely spoke, but I still like him very much, After graduation, we can be considered fate. We entered the same company and became a colleague... Well, what I said to him first, because I really like it, it is always easier to compromise, but he is not like it. The university was so resolute in ignoring me... I just approached it slowly... Now, heh, he proposed to me, we will have a wedding next week..."

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Song Qingchun was carrying a gift for Su Zhinian. On the way back to the car, she thought about the story that the girl told about herself when she paid the bill.

If, in the morning, all she saw was a novel imagined by someone out of thin air, then what she had just heard was a real-world success story.

She tried to let go of this feeling, but this love, which was delayed so long before she was aware, was already hard-hearted and hard to let go. Since she couldn’t do it, she couldn’t love him, so if she didn’t tell him she liked him , She will always suppress her feelings so hard, painful and tortured.

Besides, did he ever say that the Tingting he likes can't be with him in his life?

Song Qingchun took out his phone and stared at the three words in the editing bar that he had never sent out, and began to struggle again.

Confession is pain, and rejection is also pain... How should she choose?

Song Qingchun, who was unable to choose, shook her head in a crash. She didn't pay attention to her finger for a while, but she pressed the send button. The words "I love you" had been successfully delivered before she realized it. Su Zhinian's mobile phone.