167: Conversation with Cocoa

Conversation with Cocoa

Sitting in the car and leaving Zhao Qingyu's line of sight, or rather, I left Zhao Qingyu's line of sight, just like every separation, we would never think of the next encounter. 1

Zhao Qingyu to me, it was a dream, it was a slight youth, it was my only remaining gentleness, but to him, perhaps I was just a habit, a substitute, a coincidence.

It wasn't that I did n' t believe in the seriousness of the moment Zhao Qingyu kissed me. I didn't believe that we would have more future. The road ahead was far away. Zhao Qingyu even the person I had entrusted to me for my entire life, the barrier that lay across my heart could never be crossed.

Moreover, if he knew that he was obsessed with me, what he had broken was also his years of perseverance and trust.

I love this kind of changeful mood, the men that I feel good and bad, and the men that I feel possessive. Even if he had a lot of bad things, even if he had a lot of bad things, I would still be fascinated by his deep look and his cold side face.

I sat in the car and watched Zhao Qingyu disappear around the corner. Then, I turned around and driver master worker looked at me. "However, your boyfriend is indeed pretty good. His looks are pretty good to you."

"Yes." I answered. What he thought was that Zhao Qingyu wasn't my boyfriend. At most, he could only be called my ex-boyfriend.

It was almost nine o'clock when I got home. However, ever since Cocoa had a relationship with Zhu Yijun, Cocoa had often come home late. I was a little used to the fact that my home was once again deserted.

He turned on the television and decided to watch the movie "33 Days of Unrequited Love "again. Whenever he felt a little congested, he would feel a little relieved when he saw the movie.

Broken heart? Most of the time, we might be singing a solo act. Everyone was like a fish in the deep water, unable to understand the other party's voice. Only when they found the right person could all the echoes produce a moving response.

Just like Cocoa, Zhu Yijun was the person Cocoa wanted at the beginning. During this process, both sides were torturing and struggling. Perhaps the process of finding each other was a little complicated, but in the end, they still found each other. Cocoa and Zhu Yijun often ate roadside stalls and ate 10 yuan of spicy hot hots.

And I was still struggling in the deep sea.

Suddenly, he thought of whether to call Zhao Qingyu or send him a message telling him that I was home. However, as I was hesitating, I grabbed my phone and looked at the blank screen. Suddenly, the message rang, and I was shocked.

"You're home?"

"I'm home." "I just arrived." Just as he was about to send it out, he thought of sending it out. So, he prepared to add more." Thank you for your concern."

After he finished typing, he thought it was a little bad to write like this, so he changed it to "Yes, yes, I'm home." He sent it out.

Soon, news came in. I opened it to take a look.

"That's good. Rest early."

"Alright, you too." I replied.

But this time, his phone never rang again.

I threw my phone on the sofa and I also lay on the sofa to watch a movie.

In the movie, the female lead suddenly recalled how the spaghetti was made after watching TV and how the two of them were happy when they first ate it for their ex-boyfriend.

I got up and opened the fridge. When I saw that there was still a bag of noodles in the fridge, I remembered that Zhao Qingyu had once cooked noodles for me. At that time, his cooking was really bad. It couldn't compare to the way he was adept at cutting vegetables and washing dishes.

But it was really touching. Even a tiny bit of it would devour my heart like a raging sea.

I decided to cook this bag of noodles so that I could feel the mood of eating noodles. She was in love with the movie. Actually, it wasn't a good thing.

He poured some cold water into the pot and waited for the cold water to boil. Then, he put the bread into it and poured it into the ingredients. At that moment, Cocoa came back. I heard the sound of Cocoa walking through the living room to the kitchen.

"Ran, why are you still cooking? What, didn't Zhao Qingyu have dinner with you?"

"You're back." I turned to look at Cocoa and said to him.

"Yes." Cocoa looked at the noodles in the pot." Sis, I want one too. I also wanted to eat the noodles. "I also brought you a roast pork trotter. It's perfect for you to eat together."

"Alright, then go to the fridge and bring out another bag."

"Okay, I'll go right away." Cocoa jogged over and took out the last bag." Sis, why aren't you full?" Watching your TV still on, why? Wounded by love? "Are you having a bad time with Zhao Qingyu?"

"No way. I just saw the TV cooking noodles, so I'm just hungry. Zhao Qingyu and I are just in the past. There's no chance of being hurt by love!"

"Don't say that. Look at your current expression." Cocoa looked at me and said.

"Really?" "Then you're mistaken." I pretended to reply calmly.

"If you don't talk about pulling him down, you' ll just be stuck in your heart. I can't be bothered with you."

"The noodles are almost ready. Let's not talk about these things. It's better to eat noodles."

When Cocoa heard that the noodles were ready, he quickly took out a bowl of noodles. Holding a bowl of sparkling noodles, he walked to the sofa in the living room and looked at the television screen.

"Ran, aren't you still injured by love? You' re looking at the 33 Heavens!"

"I'm not you. I just do n' t think it looks good."

"You're just stubborn. It does n' t matter. One day, you'll tell me what happened between you and Zhao Qingyu."

Cocoa looked confident.

"What else can happen between Zhao Qingyu and me?" "We're already in the past. What are we doing?" I hurriedly asked Cocoa back.

"As soon as you mentioned Zhao Qingyu your expression changed and you still said that you didn't have a ghost in your heart. Do you believe what you said? "I'll ignore you. It's better if I watch my TV."

I muttered in my heart. I believe, yes, I believe in my own false answer. Without a story, it's the best story.

There was too much estrangement between Zhao Qingyu and me. After going through the past, it would be the best ending without a story.

Perhaps Zhao Qingyu I couldn't put it down, but I could n' t look back. The path of life had to go forward. Even though I was very afraid and hoped that I could snuggle into Zhao Qingyu's arms again, even though it was very warm, I was afraid that I was too mindful of that feeling and could n' t move forward. I stopped in the past and hoped that I could get away from it. However, life always seemed to draw us closer. Love and non-love were both plain and normal.

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