Chapter 59: I Didn't Cry
But after waiting for a long time, Xiangyang still had no intention to speak. Sanheng felt that Xiangyang was causing trouble again, but wasn't everything fine when we separated today?
"What's wrong?"
Hearing San Heng's hoarse voice, Xiang Yang still felt distressed, but when he thought of her crying so sadly in Ning Xuyan's arms, he felt even more uncomfortable.
He lowered his head to cover up his red eyes. He was not good enough and could not make her happy no matter what he did. He thought she really opened her heart and let him walk in, but now he realizes that he is actually getting further and further away from her.
, the funny thing is, I thought I really changed her
Looking at Xiang Yang's appearance, San Heng really didn't know what was wrong. However, she was really tired and walked to Xiang Yang and sat down next to him, waiting for Xiang Yang's explanation.
But Xiang Yang still maintained the same posture as before, neither speaking nor moving, but San Heng still sat beside him and waited quietly.
She knew that Xiangyang would definitely say,
Sure enough, after a while, Xiangyang took out a letter from his backpack and said: "This is a letter from Uncle San."
In fact, when she took out the letter, San Heng thought of her father. But when she heard Xiang Yang's words, her tears fell without any warning. She had obviously made up her mind just now, so why did she still think about it when she saw the letter?
So excited?
Xiang Yang raised his head and watched her staring at the letter without moving, but her tears couldn't stop falling.
He stretched out his hand and wiped her tears, then put the letter into her hand, "Don't cry" Xiang Yang felt sad.
"I'm not crying." Sanheng said stubbornly with his hand to wipe away the tears on his face. She said she wouldn't forgive him, so why did she leave a little hope for her after she was desperate?
He was too cruel, leaving hope for her, just to drive her into hell next time?
She didn't want to read the tattered letter, and she didn't want to forgive him, so she impulsively tore up the letter. She would never read it, and she would never forgive him.
Xiangyang looked at San Heng's movements, but ignored them. He just looked at her quietly. Would she rather cry so sadly in front of others than pretend to be strong in front of him?
Who the hell is he? Thanks to him, he is still embarrassed. Now it seems that he is just a clown. His heart feels even more sour, but in front of San Heng, he still maintains his composure and forces himself to pull out an ugly smile.
, and then said to San Heng: "Go to bed early, it's really late."
Chapter completed!