Xu Musen spoke with great patience, as childhood friends, as families who were closer than blood relatives.
Xu Musen still hoped that Yao Mingyue would truly realize her own problems, otherwise, her future issues would only grow larger.
Aunt Liu only had one daughter, and if sothing happened to Yao Mingyue, Aunt Liu's last psychological support might just collapse.
This was not what Xu Musen wanted to see.
"But do you give a chance?"
Yao Mingyue lifted her head, clutching a bottle of alcohol, "You once told to experience what it feels like to truly like soone, but what about you? You spend every day with that girl, avoiding whenever you see . Have you ever given a chance to properly like you?"
She swung the bottle, but the alcohol seed like half a bottle of vinegar, its sour taste making it all the more unbearable.
"Xu Musen, what's so good about her? Whatever she can give you, I can give you too. Why can't you continue to be good to ?"
Xu Musen silently took a sip of alcohol, "It's respect, understanding, freedom, that carefree purity."
"She loves to eat snacks, but she always lets have a bite first.
She would co over in the sun to bring mung bean soup, insist on helping upstairs to check on if she thought I was suffering from heatstroke.
I ask her to sign sothing, and she'd unconditionally trust .
The milk tea shop I gave her, yet she hands over all the money she earns to ..."
Xu Musen listed one thing after another, but each one was like a knife stabbing into Yao Mingyue's heart.
"I can do all these things, too!"
"You're different."
Xu Musen shook his head, "To , you're not like soone who likes but like soone who likes a toy. You'd carefully wipe and maintain every day, not allowing anyone to hurt , but you'd never ask what I truly want or whether I am happy or not, because our relationship has always been unequal."
Right, toys are ant to make people happy, who cares whether a toy is happy or not?"
Xu Musen laughed, the bottle in his hand now empty, his tone light, but for Yao Mingyue, it was as if waves were crashing in her heart.
In this mont, her heart echoed with his self-mocking words.
She couldn't argue, because for all these years, she had been accustod to Xu Musen's pampering.
Yao Mingyue's affection for Xu Musen was indeed like that for a favorite toy; she would care for him in every possible way, not allowing him to get hurt, giving him whatever he wanted, and she'd rather lock him up in her safe.
But she had never once asked Xu Musen what he really liked or what kind of life he truly wanted.
This was a one-sided emotion.
"I..."
Yao Mingyue opened her mouth, but no sound ca out.
She had realized sothing, but... it seed a little too late.
Xu Musen opened another bottle of alcohol and spoke, "That's why I have feelings for her, because her kindness to is simply wanting to be kind, without any pressure on .
Nowadays, many people misunderstand feelings, always thinking they need to establish a relationship and a status before they can continue being nice to soone.
Just like how people now want to get married, they must have a house, claiming it to be the basic guarantee of happiness.
But a house only secures a living, without emotional support, a haven can beco a source of storms and strife.
At that ti, a house is no longer a ho, but a cage that binds two people together."
So-called status should be a natural turning point, a castle built together by two people to witness their love, not a cage that confines them."
Xu Musen took a gulp of alcohol.
In fact, in his previous life, he had been like a canary locked in a cage, ticulously cared for by Yao Mingyue, but never free.
She loved his singing but overlooked that he too had feathers yearning for freedom.
Yao Mingyue clutched the bottle, her heart sour, tears sparkling in her eyes as she looked at Xu Musen.
"I know… but I really can't live without you, Xu Musen, you promised before, you'd always be with , you can't like soone else..."
Yao Mingyue's hand clutched his sleeve; she really panicked now.
Because today Xu Musen laid everything bare before her.
The sharp knife of truth cuts the deepest.
"I haven't fallen for soone else, because I feel that I have never really understood how to like soone."
Xu Musen looked at Yao Mingyue, his gaze softening a bit, looking at her, but in a daze, he saw more than ten years ago.
On that stormy night, she wore the new dress her father had bought her, waiting outside the operating room, distraught.
When the doctor announced the result.
She cried until she could no longer shed tears. Xu Musen held her in his arms, and from that mont on.
The fates of both were tightly bound together.
Having lost her father while still a child, faced with her family's bankruptcy crisis, her mother had to leave her alone for long periods to keep the company going.
Yao Mingyue lived alone in an empty room, unimaginable ntal pressure for a child.
So, Yao Mingyue feared loss, the scars in her heart leading to her obsessive possessive ntality.
The arrival of Xu Musen beca her last pillar of support.
At first, Yao Mingyue saw him as a dependency, as her final support.
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