Chapter 7: A Lifetime at a Glance 02
When Shen Chuxue was feeling distressed, Lin Jianluo woke up. He looked up and saw the girl's fair face. Suddenly he leaned over and rubbed her, then burst into tears in her arms.
Shen Chuxue was frightened by Lin Jianluo's action.
"A'Luo, A'Luo, what's wrong with you?" Shen Chuxue held Lin Jianluo's face in a panic, trying to wipe away the tears on his face, but he refused to cooperate and kept crying in Shen Chuxue's arms.
Lin Jianluo had wanted to cry like this for a long time. The first time he saw Shen Chuxue at school, he wanted to cry like this, and wanted to cry in Shen Chuxue's arms. He had not yet lost his youth, and he still had to pretend to be a man in front of Shen Chuxue. How could he cry after he grew up?
He is a few years younger than Shen Chuxue, and is always treated as Shen Chuxue's younger brother. But he doesn't want to be Shen Chuxue's younger brother, he likes her.
He didn't have any special understanding of love, because no one in his family, except Aunt Zhirou, would teach him these things. His parents only told him to work hard, to fight hard, to become a capable person, and to inherit the Lin family, but they never asked him what he really wanted.
When he was still young, his grandfather came home with his grandmother and a very beautiful girl. Lin Jianluo hid behind his aunt and took a look at the girl, and remembered her immediately. So he took the initiative to run over, took her small hand with his nervous and sweaty hands, and called her sister with a stuttering voice.
Aunt Zhirou said that from now on A Luo will have a sister to accompany him.
He didn't know what love meant, but Grandpa always smiled when he looked at Grandma Shen. Even if the two of them didn't do anything or say anything, and just sat face to face, Grandpa was happy. It turned out that love meant smiling. So Lin Jianluo felt that he liked Shen Chuxue since he was a child, because he wanted to smile when he saw Sister Chuxue, and his mouth would raise involuntarily. Isn't this love?
"Chuxue, why did you leave... Why didn't you tell me... Do you know how long I have been waiting for you..." Lin Jianluo's words were intermittent and drowned out by his crying.
Suddenly one day, the little sister he loved so much disappeared. He ran to her room, but couldn't find her. But there were only a few things missing from her room, so he thought she just went out to play. He asked his parents where his sister had gone, but no one answered him, so he could only wait in the room until it was dark, but his sister still didn't come back. Later, his mother said that his sister didn't like being in their house and would never come back.
At that time, Lin Jianluo also cried for a long time, crying loudly without Shen Chuxue knowing. This was not shameful, at least his sister would not see it. But Lin Jianluo would rather his sister laugh at him for not being a man, and hoped that she would come back.
So, when Lin Jianluo saw Shen Chuxue again in college, he told himself that he must not lose her again this time.
She was standing near the small pavilion, her profile a little cold, her whole body bathed in the sun. She just slightly raised the corners of her lips, and Lin Jian recognized her at a glance.
But why didn't anyone believe that he really liked Shen Chuxue? Why did everyone oppose him and Shen Chuxue being together?
"Chuxue, why was I born in the Lin family? If I were not a descendant of the Lin family, could I be with you? Wouldn't there be no one to hinder us? You know, my mother called me today and cried for a long time on the phone. She said she couldn't lose me again and asked me to go home..." He was tired of crying, took a breath and continued, "But if I go home, what should we do?"
Shen Chuxue looked at the person in her arms, feeling a little flustered.
"I really liked you from the beginning. I can't let go of anyone else except you in my heart."
Every time facing Lin Jianluo's confession, Shen Chuxue would always be at a loss, because such feelings were too sincere and too heavy, making Shen Chuxue almost breathless.
She looked at Lin Jianluo in her arms and fell silent.
He was staggering and crying, but he kept talking.
He said, no one taught me what love is, no one told me what kind of love is right, but I always understand that if I have to spend the rest of my life with someone, then there is no other choice but you.
He said, I like holding your hand so much, I feel like we can walk together for a lifetime holding your hand, I want to never let go of your hand.
But a lifetime is too long, even Shen Chuxue can't see the end. Such a lifetime is too heavy, and it is the future that Lin Jianluo can't see the end of...
She slightly moved her arm that was numbed by Lin Jianluo's pressure, and pulled her hand out of Lin Jianluo's palm. At this time, she didn't want Lin Jianluo to hold her hand anymore, she felt that she was already a sinner because she couldn't respond to his feelings.
"Have a drink of water." She handed him a bottle of water that she had just bought at the door of the bar. She had been holding it in her arms and it was now warm.
That was the warmth of her chest.
It’s funny, if it weren’t for this situation, Shen Chuxue would almost think that she was a cold-blooded person.
The street lights suddenly lit up, and before I knew it, it was completely dark.
She looked up, her eyes stung, and she lowered her head again.
Lin Jianluo's profile was still perfect, just as she remembered.
If only he had always been like this...
