Chapter 8: If you keep thinking about it, there will be a response Lu Shuang 02
He lowered his head, the light from the oil lamp could only illuminate half of his face, and his expression revealed a hint of loss.
After a long while, just when I thought he would not speak again, he suddenly looked at me and said, "Lu Shuang, I don't just want to repay you."
I could only pretend to be deaf and continue to take food from the lunch box.
"You may not believe it... Actually, I liked you very much at that time. But I knew I was not worthy of you. Later, my parents wanted to change my environment and let me transfer to another city to study in junior high school...
"But I always wanted to come back to find you, so I applied to the school here again. I didn't expect that I couldn't find you during the three years of high school, but met you again in the police station."
At this point, Xia Xingfeng laughed, as if this reunion was indeed a wonderful thing for him.
"I think this is God's arrangement, and I've become better now. I just want to confess to you, I like you, and have liked you for many years." Xia Xingfeng's voice was soft and gentle, like a spring breeze, making people feel comfortable from the bottom of their hearts, "I like the way you are not afraid of anything, very cool, but sometimes I feel bad that you are so far away from everyone. Maybe your impression of me is just that you helped me twice, but my impression of you is far more than that.
"I watch you go to class and leave class alone every day. I know you have a water cup that you have used for a long time. I know where you like to put your pen. I know that when you are angry, you can't show it on the surface, but your hands will clench into fists..."
"Xia Xingfeng..." I was so flustered that I couldn't listen to him anymore, "I already have someone I like..."
What he said was indeed very touching, but I knew very well that the person who occupied that position in my heart was Shen Yuxi. Xia Xingfeng was just a friend to me.
Xia Xingfeng paused for a moment, smiled slightly and said, "It's reporter Shen, right?"
I looked at him in astonishment. I didn't expect him to guess so accurately. Even though I already considered him a friend, the interactions between us were at most those between ordinary friends. I had never told him anything about my heart, let alone mentioned to him that I liked Shen Yuxi.
Xia Xingfeng sighed: "It seems that I guessed it right. In fact, one time I was waiting for you at the door of the newspaper office, and I saw you walking out with that reporter Shen. From the way you looked at him, I knew that he was different to you than to others.
"But it doesn't matter, I can wait. If one day you really get together, I will automatically withdraw, but if you are not together in the future, can you give me a chance?" Xia Xingfeng looked at me with burning eyes.
Under his gaze, I remained silent for a long time without answering.
Xia Xingfeng suddenly stood up and said, "I don't care. If you don't answer, I'll take it as your consent. It's getting late. I'm leaving first. You should also go to bed early."
Before I could reply, he turned and walked out the door, closing it behind him.
From childhood to adulthood, no one has ever said that they like me because of my cold personality and the things I do are always not understood by people around me.
This was the first time someone confessed to me, and the first time I experienced what it meant to be at a loss.
I'm used to being hated.
I was liked by someone, and he had liked me for so many years, but for a moment I didn’t know how to respond.
Maybe loneliness is my nature. I only like people who are impossible for me, but I can't accept others' liking for me.
