Alternating warmth and pain

  Xu Liu'ou, I love you, love you so much!

  His low and melancholic voice, filled with a hint of pain or helplessness, flowed through the quiet carriage, surrounding her cold and hard heart. Xu Liu was suddenly stunned, she wasn't oblivious to his feelings for her, and she had also heard it from others.

  It's one thing to hear others say it, but another when he says it himself, especially at this moment his dark eyes are like a deep pool, with sincerity, determination and hidden pain swirling inside, as if wanting to absorb her whole person, including her soul.

  But as she thought of all that was lost in this love, her heart suddenly cooled down. She wanted to mock him, but looking into his dark eyes, she couldn't bring herself to say a word. She hastily turned away and said faintly:

  "You're drunk!"

  Love is not that he loves her and she must also love him, nor is it that he pays out with hard work and she must give him an equal return.

  She thought he would be furious again, but instead she heard him laugh softly. She frowned and turned around to look at him, only to meet his eyes filled with bitterness. His lips had a self-mocking curve.

  "Xu Liu'ou, I've waited for you for six years, but all I got was 'you're drunk'?"

  Her heart inexplicably tightened and ached, she opened her mouth wanting to say something but couldn't utter a single word, he looked at her with eyes full of sorrow.

  "Your heart is really not ordinary, it's extremely cold and ruthless!"

  She is the warmth in his heart, but also the thorn on his head. In his heart, warmth and pain alternate, he wants to let go but can't bear to, not letting go but being hurt by her again and again.

  "Good! Very good! Very good.........."

  He murmured to himself, withdrew his body that was covering hers, and sat back in his own seat weakly. Xu Liuqi seemed like he would suffocate the next second, so he suddenly turned his head and rolled down the car window to take big gulps of air.

  Why? Why did he have to say such deep words to her? Why did he have to love her? Why did his love have to be built on someone else's pain? Dammit, was he being sincere or just messing with her?

  All the way, the two of them didn't say a word. When they arrived at Yushu Lanting, she hadn't even waited for him to get out of the car before he took the lead and strode into the house. She trailed behind him, watching his swaying figure, biting her lip as she hesitated about whether or not to go up and support him.

  Support him, absolutely not her willing, but not support him, just watch him fall down, feel some guilt, when she was struggling to see the front of his foot a twist almost fell, she finally ran over and stood in front of him reluctantly opening mouth.

  "Hey, otherwise I'll support you?"

  He straightened up, looked at her sideways, and suddenly stretched out his arm to hook her into his arms. Then, without any courtesy, he pressed the weight of his whole body onto hers, causing her to stumble a few times and almost fall to the ground.

  Just after catching her breath, she saw his hand on her chest again. He had his arm around her neck, so his hand naturally fell onto her chest. Her face suddenly turned red and she busied herself trying to pry him off, but his hand seemed stuck there. She struggled for half a day before hearing his voice coming from above her head.

  "Hurry up and leave! Do you want me to spit all over you?"

  Alternating between warmth and pain, this phrase is really good, let's use it, hehe, I borrowed a lot of words from the comments of many young masters.