"Jun Yiyi, stop, have you forgotten your childhood promise?" Ji Lingkong spoke sternly, his face pale, the veins on the back of his hand taut, a profound pain flashing in his dark eyes.
Yiyi was startled. She thought that when she uttered such harsh words, he would turn and leave, maintaining his pride.
She didn’t expect that he hadn’t given up.
Looking at him, she suddenly laughed indifferently, "That was just a child’s joke. I long ago forgot it. Brother Ling Kong, no one takes a child’s words seriously."
"Is that so? No one takes it seriously, but I did, what should I do?"
Ji Lingkong’s voice was hoarse, his laughter bitter, powerless, a deep sorrow enveloped his tall figure shrouded by night, his quiet voice drifting in the air.
"Do you still rember, the first ti we t, you shouted loudly calling your little husband, running over laughing to make hold you, proudly saying you wanted to marry , so I must marry you! It’s been ten years, I’ve kept my promise to co marry you, yet you no longer want to marry ?"
To her, it was just a joke, but he took it seriously.
Ten years without falling for any woman, just quietly waiting for her to grow up, and in the end, all he got was her saying: it was just a child’s joke.
He smiled at her, his eyes self-mocking, so sad, intense and profound.
Yiyi’s heart trembled, seeing his expression, as if sothing had fiercely pierced her, she hurriedly turned her face away.
"Yes, I should say," she lowered her gaze, "I never seriously wanted to marry you, a child’s words are rely a mont of innocent enthusiasm, how could one take it seriously."
Ji Lingkong’s smile was bitter, indeed, how could one take it seriously, she was truly just an ignorant child back then, saying things like marrying and little husband, probably just for fun, couldn’t count, she didn’t understand what love was at that ti either.
But he was too confident, thinking that in the process of growing up, she would eventually fall in love with him, he believed she would love him, because he loved her so deeply, he felt she would naturally love him back.
But reality, always gives a harsh slap, leaving him bewildered and at a loss.
"Yiyi, do you now have no feelings for at all?" he looked at her with determined eyes, even with just a little, he’d be happy, he would work hard to kindle this spark into a blazing fire.
Yiyi looked at him in shock, things had already beco so stiff, why was he still not giving up?
She was both angry and anxious, was there aning in continuing this way?
"There is, but easily letting go, do you think such feelings are deep? Actually, I think, I don’t like you that much, so I can easily let go, Brother Ling Kong, you also don’t need to persist with ."
Apart from the warm tis they shared in childhood, in fact, after growing up, they were never together.
The feelings between her and Brother Ling Kong weren’t that deep, not even a start to a romance, wouldn’t the end also be inevitable?
Yiyi only later realized, being intolerant of any flaw wasn’t because of not liking, but because of liking too much, therefore couldn’t tolerate, and in youth, always thinking one can easily let go, that person and those things weren’t that significant.
Only later did she know, easily letting go was a lifelong burden.
"You’re right, love that can be easily let go isn’t love, it seems in Yiyi’s heart, my weight is really light." He spoke this with a smile, but in his heart, it felt like knives cutting through, each cut striking the most painful place.
A good line: I don’t like you that much.
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