Kiss You, Sweetheart

Gently shut the door, a hand in the pocket, facing Bo Qian, asked in a low voice: "how?"

What a light word.

Bo Xi pursed her mouth, and her heart was very painful. After so many years of liking, did she exchange the word "how"? not reconciled to.

She suddenly raised her head and looked at Bo Xiao, as if she had summoned up all her courage.

Never dare to look at him like this, always secretly look, secretly like, today, finally aboveboard, on his cold eyes.

"Bo Xiao, shouldn't you know what happened to me?" She called him by name for the first time.

Bo Xiao's expression is steady, in the face of her name, there is no move, just silence.

Once she opened her mouth, she was no longer afraid. Bo Xi came closer to him, took a deep breath, looked into his eyes and said, "I've loved you since I was a child. I've never treated you like a little uncle. Even my grandfather can see my mind. I don't believe you can't see it.

Since I hint at you and you don't understand, I'll make it clear. Bo Xiao, I like you as a man. I like you very much... "

At this point, Bo Xi still choked, tears can not control the flow down, "I grew up dreaming that one day I can marry you and be your bride.

But now you want to marry someone else. What do you think is the matter with me? "

Bo Xi finish this call, the room, there is a long time of quiet. She looked at thin night, and thin night slightly drooped his eyes, silent.

Although only a few seconds, but it is a rope in Bo Xi's heart, pull the pain.

"You don't respond?"

"What do you want me to say?" Bo Xiao raised his head and gazed at her with a heavy expression.

Bo Xi: "it's..."

Tears suddenly blurred her vision, heart move, then rushed into thin night's arms, hold him tightly, tears immediately wet his chest.

"Don't marry Qi Huanyi. I feel bad. I feel really bad. Little uncle, I miss you so much. Love me, love me... "

Ear, thin night light exhaled a breath, arm in thin Qian's shoulder, she and himself opened a distance.

He looked at the face full of tears, his eyes filled with a trace of guilt, and his tone was still as calm as usual, just a little heavy: "I'm sorry!"

So cold three words, all of a sudden Bo Xi hit into the abyss of despair.

Ha ha!

She gave a sad smile.

"Do you mean I'm sorry to marry Qi Huanyi, or I'm sorry that I can't love you?"

In fact, she asked very silly.

These two kinds of sorry, are the same result, just because they are not reconciled, they forced themselves to a dead end.

Thin night is silent, released a hand, turn round to face dew terrace to walk.

In the garden, there are street lamps in full bloom. Looking at the past, the lights in Bo en's room are shining under the shade of flowers and trees.

He found out by accident that he was standing on the terrace and could see Bo en's room.

However, her room seldom lights up, even if it is on, it goes out very early. It seems that she has never slept in that room.

Love, maybe that's what you chase me. What you love, you don't love yourself. He who loves himself doesn't love himself.

He stood at the door, the night wind coming in, gently fluttering in front of him.

"Go back to your room and have a rest." He said lightly.

Bo Xi looked at his proud back, suddenly closed her eyes, and the tears came down from the corner of her eyes.