She is A and Sa at the same table

Chapter 578 I will always favor my mochi (2)

It was also on such a snowy night that Mr. Wen came here to drink with Jing Sen. She just came back to China with her parents, so she came here with Mr. Wen.

Compared with before, Jing Xing's appearance did not change much, but his temperament changed a lot.

Wen Ya's eyes were a bit complicated, she stared at him for a while, and suddenly said, "Jing Xing, you have changed a lot."

Jing Xing was noncommittal: "Really."

The tone is neither light nor light.

Wen Ya pursed her lips, and she couldn't tell exactly where Jing Xing had changed, but the whole person gave her the feeling that he had changed.

Take today's matter as an example, if he had been the most troublesome before, he would have left it to Chen Hui and the others to solve it in private, how could there be such a big battle with great fanfare.

"Is it because of that little girl?" Wen Ya asked tentatively.

Jing Xing raised his eyebrows and did not deny it.

"Why?" Wen Ya didn't understand, would he change himself because of a girl?
She believed this kind of thing in others, but it was not very convincing in Jing Xing's case.

How could he, who was used to being alone, change himself because of others?
Jing Xing just smiled and didn't speak.

There are so many reasons, but it is because the girl he loves is gentle and kind, and of course he himself can't be full of hostility.

"Is that girl...is your girlfriend?"

Although she knew the answer was obvious, Wen Ya still looked at him persistently before hearing him admit it.

"Yes." Jing Xing gave the answer this time, but it was very neat.

The dry and crisp one is.

All her fantasies were shattered.

Wen Ya unconsciously clenched her fingers: "Do you like her?"

As if thinking that her question was too strange, Jing Xing turned his head and glanced at her.

Isn't this nonsense?

If you don't like it, what love is there?
"I thought it was obvious enough." He withdrew his gaze, raised his head slightly in the direction of the night wind, and softened his normally cold eyes.

Wen Ya suddenly fell silent.

He is not the kind of person who likes to talk about love, but this time he admitted it so frankly.

I still remember three years ago, when she came back from the United States, she confessed to him through drinking.

What did he say then?

--"I do not like you."

Just five words.

His voice was cold, and his tone of voice couldn't hide his alienation.

There is no room for maneuver at all.

This is how he is. People who don't like him will simply reject him, and he will not leave any illusions to the other party.

Wen Ya couldn't imagine what it would be like for such a naturally cold-tempered person to fall in love.

Wen Ya was a little reconciled. Just now at the dining table, she had been paying attention to the little girl sitting next to him, consciously or not.

No matter how you look at it, you feel that she is just an ordinary girl.

It was no different from those who had chased him before.

Wen Ya didn't understand why he chose her alone among so many people?
"Why?" Wen Ya couldn't hold back, and finally asked.

Jing Xing turned his head slightly and looked over.

She asked nonsense, but Jing Xing understood what she meant.

why her?
"I don't know." As if mentioning the person he likes, Jing Xing smiled suddenly, his dark eyes fell on the spark burning on his fingertips, reflecting a gleam of fluorescence.

He licked the corner of his lips, honest and almost frank: "If you like it, you like it. There are so many reasons."

Feeling unacceptable, going deeper.

If feelings can be clearly stated, then they are not feelings.

After listening to his words, Wen Ya was silent for a long while, and then asked a bit awkwardly: "Why did you reject me in the first place?"

Unexpectedly she would mention this suddenly, Jing Xing was slightly surprised.

"Why did you reject me?" Wen Ya just stared at him stubbornly, as if she only wanted an answer.

"I should have explained it clearly then." Jing Xing lazily leaned against the stone railing of the balcony, dusting off the soot with his fingertips.

It's been too long, and he didn't take this matter to heart at all, Jing Xing no longer remembered what he said at that time, but according to his temperament, he shouldn't say something that would easily misunderstand her.

"You are fine, but I don't like you." Jing Xing said lazily.

Just because I don't like it, that's all.

drop--

A good person card.

Obviously she should be sad, but Wen Ya felt like laughing, she never thought that she would be issued a good card one day.

Sure enough, Jing Xing had changed.

Although he still expressed the same meaning, the words he said this time were much gentler.

Compared with the cold "I don't like you" before, at least there is an extra "you are fine".

All right, at least the word "good" is on the good person card, Wen Ya comforted herself in her heart.

But after holding back and holding back, she still couldn't hold back, and asked again: "I'm fine, so why don't you like me?"

Ok?
What is the relationship between the two?

As if thinking that her idea was quite novel, Jing Xing raised his eyebrows amusedly, and said slowly, "Wen Ya, these are two different things."

"What?" Wen Ya didn't understand.

"You're nice, but I'm always partial to my mochi."

Jing Xing smiled: "Of course, I know that she is not perfect, and I also know that she has many little problems that are not understood, but this does not affect my love for her."

Wen Ya fell silent.

For a while, neither of them made a sound, only the long cigarette held by Jing Xing's fingertips was silently burning the silence in the air.

After a long time, Jing Xing's eyes fell back on her from the green hills in the distance, and suddenly called her name: "Wen Ya."

Wen Ya raised her head, her eyes were red.

Jing Xing lowered his eyes, brushed off the cigarette ash lightly, and suddenly said, "Stop doing this again."

"What?" Wen Ya didn't react for a while.

Jing Xing didn't look at her, but slowly put out the cigarette, his voice hoarse: "At the dinner table, what you said to my grandpa."

Wen Ya was stunned for a moment, and then felt her cheeks start to heat up.

Did he see it all?

Jing Xing guessed right, she did it on purpose.

In front of that little girl, I deliberately talked about things from my childhood.

Wen Ya wanted the girl to know that there was her Wen Ya in the past about Jing Xing that she failed to participate in.

Wen Ya herself also felt that she was ridiculous, like a child vying for favor, impatient to show her sense of existence.

But from beginning to end, it was just his own one-man show.

Like a joke.

He knew it all, he just didn't make it clear.

The girl's petty thoughts were seen through, and Wen Ya's ears began to feel hot, feeling a little embarrassed.

She closed her eyes, and simply asked, "Since you have already seen it, why didn't you say it then?"

Jing Xinghu smiled lowly, his eyelids drooped, and his voice was very soft: "Probably because he wanted to see my glutinous rice picture to be jealous."

(End of this chapter)