"You can go tomorrow."

Hearing this, Xiao Fengting suddenly opened her hand and looked up at her in disbelief.

Tang tilted his head down and slowly ate the potatoes on his hands. His voice was light and light: "I told you before that when you are almost healed, you will move out and live." Xiao Fengting has been recovering rapidly since he woke up. Now he has only a scab on his chest and back of his head.

He had the life of a wild animal, and now he has recovered.

Xiao Fengting said, "you dare to say that you didn't want to drive me out because I confessed to you?"

Tang Qingzheng Leng for a moment, slowly raised his head to look at him. He asked this sentence is not clever, not a bit of adult's obscure twists and turns, so to ask out the heart, regardless of others will be embarrassed.

Childish like a child.

Tang Qing said, "it has nothing to do with that matter."

Xiao Fengting: "don't talk nonsense. It's because of this that you want to drive me out." He firmly looked at her, fingers slightly clenched into a fist, again speak, voice has been mute, "you even just because I like you, and want to drive me away..."

Confessing to someone you like is about to consume all your mental energy.

If he pretends to be indifferent, he will still feel sad when he is refused. Now, it's lost.

Is it such an unacceptable thing to be liked by him?

Tang Qing looks at him, smile slightly, calm almost cruel.

"You're right. I'm going to drive you out because you told me. Anyone who is confessed by someone he doesn't like or even hates will feel sick

Xiao Fengting's eyes contracted violently. He asked, "do I make you feel sick?"

As if he could not accept any more of her words, he suddenly stood up from his position and stopped her in a sharp voice: "don't say it!"

On his face, appeared the expression of anger, sadness and loss of soul. Tang Qing looked at the expression on his face, and slightly felt the pleasure of revenge - was she the same expression? The same anger, the same sadness, the same loss of soul?

A cavity is really trampled, torn, abandoned, such pain, Xiao Fengting, do you also feel it?

Like a trapped animal, he stood up from the chair and looked at her angrily and hopelessly, as if hoping to see something in her eyes, and then gradually disappointed again. His eyes slowly turned red. It seemed that tears flashed through his eyes. He quickly withdrew his sight, pursed his lips without saying a word, and turned to go out.

The night was thick as a drop of ink, and his figure was gradually swallowed up by the night.

Tang Qing looked at his back, the expression of smile on his face gradually became stiff, her lip corner came down, and her eyes were also dim.

From Xiao Fengting's anger, she really felt a certain pleasure, and then the feeling of revenge was quickly covered by a gradually rising void. She felt that she had done a stupid thing just now - even if she treated him with his own way, Xiao Fengting did not remember. Is it meaningful for her to retaliate against him?

The person who hurt her will not have any regret. The happiness she feels is just the expression on her face that once felt pity for her.