Doomsday: Don't bother me with salted fish

Tan Qian squatted next to Meng Zhuoyi, and said loudly: "Sister Meng, if you are in a bad mood, you can vent it hard, and if you cry, you can relax. No one around us looks down on you. We all understand that it is difficult for you to get over this hurdle. So sister Meng, you have to love yourself more."

In fact, she didn't know how to comfort her. If she couldn't empathize with her, she couldn't empathize. She had seen those charming people, and felt that they were easy to get along with.

But there is one thing, feelings cannot be forced, Zhou Youan obviously avoids Meng Zhuoyi in fear, all of them have found out, only Meng Zhuoyi can't see it.

Meng Zhuoyi just cried loudly, out of breath, and ignored Tan Qian at all.

Tan Qian squatted down and coaxed patiently, only a few words to coax her back and forth.

Meng Zhuoyi cried for a long time before her emotions gradually eased.

"Sister Meng, I asked Brother Zhou to apologize to you. It was his fault for making you cry." Tan Qian said.

Meng Zhuoyi squatted and didn't get up, vaguely saw Zhou You'an still standing beside him, the topic had already come to this point, so he simply asked to the end: "What's wrong with me, you don't like me."

After careful consideration, Zhou You'an made sure that there was nothing that would hurt Meng Zhuoyi, and then said: "There is nothing wrong with you, but the person I like is not you."

"Then who is the person you like?" Meng Zhuoyi asked.

Zhou Youan was silent.

This is not a good time to speak out, maybe everyone knows it, only Jian Yue doesn't know, maybe she has a vague guess, but she clearly refuses.

"The person I like doesn't like me either." Zhou Youan explained.

"You lied to me."

"I do not have."

Zhou Youan was very helpless, didn't his tone sound sincere enough?
I don't know which sentence hit Meng Zhuoyi, Meng Zhuoyi suddenly laughed and spit out a snot bubble: "You will also be rejected one day."

"It's normal, I'm just an ordinary person, nothing special." Zhou Youan said.

Maybe in the eyes of girls, he has a slightly higher appearance, but when they really get along, they may not like his soul.

"But I just like you." Meng Zhuoyi murmured.

She had almost forgotten.

When he came to rescue her that day, she felt that her life was bright.

It's a pity that the light flashed by and didn't shine on her.

She also knew that she was not good enough for him, but she was not good enough for the fantasy in her heart.

When she learned that he was injured two days ago, she wanted to visit him. She endured it and endured it, but finally she couldn't.

She was clearly rejected this time, but she still couldn't give up, what should I do?
"Thank you for your liking, classmate Meng."

A call from a classmate quickly brought Meng Zhuoyi back to the campus days, and the tears that had just stopped fell down again.

How much I want to go back to that time, but unfortunately I can't go back, the last days have left her devastated and full of holes, she has persisted until now with Zhou You'an as her inner spiritual support, but Zhou You'an doesn't want her to secretly like her.

Meng Zhuoyi wiped the tears from his face, tried not to look too ugly, and asked, "I want to know who you like."

So that she can give up completely.

"Sorry I can't tell you yet."

"Is it Jian Yue?" Meng Zhuoyi asked.

After the apocalypse, Zhou You'an should not come into contact with many women. Except for Tan Qian, who is a minor, there is only one option, Jian Yue, which is not difficult to guess.

After a brief silence, Zhou Youan responded softly, and said again: "She doesn't know."

Meng Zhuoyi chuckled softly: "You go, I want to stay by myself."