Love Addict
Sven's magnetic voice and extremely standard Mandarin echoed in the room of about 20 square meters.
Ziyi's nose was sore, and her throat seemed to be blocked by something.
She widened her eyes and looked at her classmates. Each of them was listening attentively as if they were listening to Buddhist scriptures. She looked at Zhu Xiwen again. His eyes seemed to be wet, and his nose was as red as a persimmon.
After experiencing Ze Menghua's betrayal, a feeling of having lost her home often attacked her heart.
It turned out that she saw true love as a mountain. It couldn't be moved by lightning, the wind couldn't move it, and the rain couldn't rust it. But now, her world was no longer a mountain or water. His heart, which had originally felt intact and tender, now seemed to have fallen seriously ill. His entire heart was like an old man on the verge of death.
Before she heard Xiwen recite the poem, all the men in Fang Fo's world were traitors of love. They could not withstand the temptations of the outside world, nor could they withstand the torture of disaster.
Today, she finally had a preliminary understanding of Zhu Xiwen's character and men. Of course, it was an individual man.
This person whom she had neglected so much that she couldn't even find time to look at him had actually missed her for more than ten years. He had actually guarded that land of love poppies for her. She didn't understand how these feelings and feelings could be so broad and lasting.
She looked at him fiercely again. His loose hair was already bald, and there were even some white strands occasionally. His face was a little hesitant and bright, and his bright skin flickered with pain. This pain was actually her own fault. The lines of his pain were like a document with garbled characters. She couldn't count them, and she couldn't figure out the program in the garbled characters. She used a lot of strength, but it was still disorderly.
She wanted to say something, but she didn't know what to say.
After reading the poem, Sven closed his eyes. His chest heaved a few times and he let out a long breath. This long breath seemed to have been held in for a few generations. It was like thousands of troops gathered in the fortress of the mountain valley, waiting for the order to break through.
Ziyi, I've waited for you for more than ten years. You have to say something, right? Just as Zi Yi was lost in thought, Ping Wang suddenly said something, giving her a fright.
Ziyi didn't get angry, but looked carefully at Ping Wang. This guy had a peaceful face, a small beard, and his hair was small and vigorous. When he spoke, he would talk non-stop. He always liked to chatter when there were many people. He also liked to grab onto the tail when others revealed some clues.
Tell me, why are you looking at me? Wang Ping continued to urge.
Seeing Ziyi still not speak, Ping Wang seemed to be at his wit's end, curling his lips to Guo Zhiqun.
Say it, Ziyi, tell me your thoughts. Seeing that Xiwen has been waiting for you for more than ten years, you should at least express it, even if it's just a little bit. Guo Zhiqun, the female student, spoke in a high-pitched soprano voice, her big mouth twitching.
Ziyi really didn't know what to say. Rather than saying that Sven's poem had moved her, it was better to say that Sven's waiting had moved her. After more than ten years, even a plain would slowly rise, let alone a person, let alone a man. How could he endure those years alone? How would the body and feelings of a young man who needed a woman's warmth and release dry up? Just based on a trace of faith, that hopeless faith, just based on his belief that Ziyi would one day fall in love with him, fall in love with his soul that had been cleansed by time?
Zi Yi's eyes became even more moist. Xiwen couldn't bear it and said to Wang Ping and Guo Zhiqun: Can you not force her? Listen to me, I have not let you down. She is a girl, and girls have little face. Give her some face and let her catch her breath. Today, seeing her so emotional, I couldn't bear to let her say anything else.
Xiwen pleaded for mercy for Zi Yi with a pleading tone.
Stop talking, Sven! Zi Yi sobbed. Xiwen's words made her even more moved. She really wanted to throw herself into her arms and cry bitterly. She wanted to release the vexation she had felt in the past half a month. She wanted to release the grievances she had suffered in the past ten years.
The time has come. Let's retreat? The meddlesome Wang Ping quietly shot a bow at everyone. Everyone shrugged their shoulders in unison and tiptoed out.
Sigh, you guys? You guys…Ziyi shouted, wanting to follow them out.
Stay here and have a good talk with Sven, ah! Guo Zhiqun pressed on Ziyi's shoulder,"Let's go out for a walk, we'll be right back, ah." Good girl! She lowered her shrill voice like she was trying to trick a child.
The students all laughed and turned to look at them, retreating as they watched.
You guys, you guys are really! Ziyi didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She didn't expect her classmates to actually do such a thing. After laughing, they joked and even left her behind. It was so awkward.
Forget it, Ziyi, they are also kind, let's just appreciate it. Ah! Sven's magnetic voice sounded.
They all understood and quietly went out, inviting her to wander around the streets downstairs.
Zhu Xiwen was too crazy. Such people were rare in this society, especially men. Guo Zhiqun's eyes were red as he went downstairs and his voice was choked. Ping Wang turned his head to look at her and was still wiping his tears with his hands.
Aren't you too sentimental? Wang Ping was a little touched, but he still suppressed the sourness in his heart and said.
It was too touching. Wu Zixi, whose heart was still rather hard, also sighed.
Ziyi never knew, right? Wang Meng turned her head and asked Guo Zhiqun.
Perhaps she didn't know. It was all from university, and no one dared to tell her. Besides, she has a husband. We can't destroy her family, right? Guo Zhiqun wiped his eyes, barely suppressing the sobs that were about to come out of his throat.
But what should he do this time? She still had a husband. Sven hasn't gotten married yet. What do you think he should do? Zhang Ying, who was walking at the back, asked, not knowing what to do.
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