Sweet, Although Short

"How could I hate you ..." Xia Yan's voice was helpless.

He may hate him, he will blame him, he will be mad at him because of his teasing, but he cannot hate him.

Ning Chan's thin lips trembled and looked up at him: "You really ..."

Looking at him, Xia Yan felt the flames slowly burning in the ashes at the bottom of his heart, and he didn't dare to think too much: "I love you, and this mood hasn't changed at all."

Ning Chan looked at him eagerly: "You really ..."

Xia Yan hurriedly said, "Ning Can, for the sake of our past friendship, don't toss me anymore."

Ning Chan was silent.

Xia Yan no longer controlled her eyes, and looked at him almost greedily, and said warmly: "Facing such a confession, you should simply reject it, instead of this sloppy appearance. You know my personality, and I won't kid , Never play, everything I say is serious. "

Ning Can's heartbeat was a little quick: "I know, I know you are different from me."

It was because of Xia Yan's temperament that Ning Can was so disappointed when he heard that he hated him.

He ran a train over his mouth, but Xia Yan cherished words like gold.

Those who are familiar with them all know that what Ning Can said was lost seriously; what Xia Yan said was serious all his life.

Xia Yan unloaded the coldness disguised after reunion, and restored the infinite pampering of Ning Chan in the past. "So stay away from me and don't give me any hope ..."

"But I ..." Ning Can interrupted him, "I don't want to leave you."

Xia Yan froze.

Ning Can said this sentence and stuttered again. He dared to say everything and dared to pout, but at this time it seemed to be stuck by the paste. Don't say anything in awkward way: "I don't want to leave You, I regret every day for the past four years, regret the stupid things I did, regret going abroad, and regret being separated from you ... "

"Ning Can!" Xia Yan stopped him from continuing, "I said don't give me hope."

Ning Can was silent.

Long silence lingered in the darkened room at one in the morning.

They were all wearing pajamas, with a little tiredness under their eyes, but no one was sleepy.

It was useless to stop Xia Yan, the flames had already been burning, and the dry heart was burned into a sea of ​​fire.

What he longs for.

Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, it is eager.

Xia Yan spoke, asking him in a voice never before in this life: "You ... really don't want to leave me?"

Ning Chan shook her head quickly, and her short, fluffy linen hair shook like soft sunlight.

Xia Yan's throat was very tight: "I have such feelings for you, don't you want to leave me?"

Ning Chan was silent.

Xia Yan's heart sank to the bottom of the valley all of a sudden. He smiled, and his black eyes had no temperature.

Ning Can clutched the pillow tightly, her knuckles were raised.

Xia Yan once again realized the despair of falling from the peak to the abyss, and his voice cooled down again: "Ning Can, I love you, but I am not ..."

"I don't know." Ning Can sounded, "I never thought you would love, love me, I never thought of such feelings, but I ..."

Xia Yan's eyes turned black, and his heart seemed to be pierced with a hole, yeah, he never thought about it, never loved him, just as he knew.

Ning Can looked up at him and finished his words: "But I don't hate it."

Xia Yan froze.

Ning Can grabbed his hand and said, "Xia Yan, let's try it, love ... try ... love ..."

He spoke intermittently, but every word rushed to Xia Yan's heart.

"I know it's not good to say this," Ning Can said, "but I never liked anyone, and I don't know how to like it. Let's try it. Maybe you don't love me ... 唔 ..."

He didn't finish talking, his body had hit the wall, Xia Yan approached him, and lowered his head to kiss his lips.