My heart will either return or be sent to you (12)

  Lucy Yang looked at Duan Chenliang's receding back, and unknowingly slid slowly along the wall, her whole body seemingly losing strength, unable to get up again.

  Originally, in Duan Chenliang's heart, she was never an exception, no matter how hard she tried, and no matter how naturally and unintentionally she pretended to be in front of him, she didn't count as special.

  There are so many people who like him, he really doesn't have time to regret it, let alone for an unremarkable her?

  "Three thousand......" Lu Senxiang looked at Lucas Yang with concern, squatting on the ground, and asked carefully, "You... are you okay?"

  How can nothing be wrong?

  But what can be done about it?

  It's hard, it's hard, but with difficulty comes ease. But in the end, one can't escape hardship.

  Lusi Yang gazed blankly at Lusen Xiang beside her, her eyes filled with immense sorrow. She suddenly felt exhausted, loving someone was really tiring. After a while, Lusi Yang finally said softly: "Lusen Xiang, do you have someone you like? Do you ever feel that sometimes liking someone is exhausting?"

  Lusen Xiang looked at Lucy Yang's sorrowful face and thought about whether he should answer her question or tell a lie.

  "I... I like you, but seeing how much you like others makes me feel so tired too."

  In the end, Lu Senxiang still didn't say it out loud. He smiled foolishly and scratched the back of his head, looking extremely comical: "Sanqian, don't take it to heart, Ahliang's personality is just like that. You've liked him for so long, you should be clearer about it than I am."

  Although he was heartbroken, Lu Senxiang still turned his words into comforting ones for Lucy Yang.

  Lucy Yang smiled wryly, not knowing what to say. She thought about it and decided to just let it go. Since her heart was already gone, she might as well give it to Duan Chenliang. After all, once something is given away, it belongs to someone else, and how they treat it has nothing to do with oneself anymore.

  Actually, if tonight hadn't happened the way it did, Lucy Yang would still be very happy. So, she decided to steer clear of the topic and looked at Lu Senxiang with a grateful face: "Lu Senxiang, thank you! I've wanted to see the musical fountain since I was a kid, and finally got to tonight."

  "I know." Lu Sen Xiang also squatted down to the ground, just like Lucy Yang. The two people leaned in close together, with a kind of desolate beauty that came from being fellow drifters.

  "How did you know?" Lucy Yang asked in surprise, her eyebrows furrowed.

  "Because... I saw the diary on the bulletin board." Lu Senxiang said this sentence very carefully, afraid that Lucy Yang still had a grudge against him for this matter, and even his speaking voice became very soft.

  Lucy Yang quickly dodged Lu Senxiang's gaze after hearing his words, her expression somewhat awkward, wanting to smile but biting her lower lip unnaturally.

  Her years of heart affairs were all spied on by others, and they were all exposed. It's really sad to go from a lonely patient with many secrets to a transparent person, but still a lonely patient.

  "Are you eavesdropping?" The astonished female voice floated down from above, and Lucien Yang and Lu Senxiang simultaneously instinctively looked up.

  Because he was looking up from below, this time Lucas saw the scars on the girl's face in plain sight. Even though her bangs were still long and cast a shadow over her face, Lucas still caught sight of her gloomy eyes, which looked like two bottomless pits filled with sorrow.