Lin Wanwan stared into Su Jingqian's deep eyes, which were sharp and somewhat suspicious, as if she wanted to cut open his chest with her eyes and get a glimpse of the truth and lies deep in his heart.
But she didn't know that the suspicion in her eyes was like a sharp knife, stabbing into his heart.
Su Jingqian curled his lips slightly, and in that faint smile, there was a sense of self-deprecation and a hint of sadness.
"I often wonder when you will be able to trust me as unashamedly as you trust Rong Sui, but now I finally understand."
He stared at her quietly, but in the depths of his eyes there seemed to be a drizzle of slanting wind, filled with every trace of disappointment.
"It turns out that I am so untrustworthy in your heart."
This was the first time that he had revealed his feelings so frankly in front of her since they reunited. It was also the first time that he had shown such an expression in front of her. That disappointed and lonely look deeply penetrated the forest. Wanwan's heart. Her heart felt as if someone had grabbed it hard, and a sourness surged upwards, blocking all the thousands of words that were surging in her heart.
She had to admit that Su Jin's words deeply touched her heart, causing the inner wall that she thought was impregnable but actually vulnerable to collapse in an instant.
She wanted to believe it again, but she couldn't convince herself to believe him so easily. The resistance in her heart was still causing trouble. The memory of the snow-capped mountains in those days also became clearer and clearer under this situation. The unwillingness and resentment that had been buried in her heart for many years was like a poisonous snake that had been dormant for a long time. It gradually entangled her, tightening it tighter and tighter, making her fall into an obsession.
Lin Wanwan raised her head stubbornly, looked at him with a complicated expression, and asked coldly: "Su Jin, you keep saying that I don't trust you, but how have you ever been honest with me? You hide everything from me and refuse to Tell me, I'm not even qualified to judge what's true and what's false, how do you expect me to trust you? Am I going to trust you unconditionally like I did back then, only to be betrayed and abandoned by you again?"
The wind suddenly rose, and in an instant, her clear voice and the air-conditioning were poured into Su Jingqian's heart.
His heart seemed to be blocked by something, and his originally hot heart seemed to be cold at any moment at this moment.
The turbulent waves of ink in his eyes gradually calmed down, and there was no more waves. It seemed that all the emotions had been condensed into the depths of his pupils, and there was an irreversible haze condensed in the dark eyes.
"Lin Wanwan, what kind of person am I in your heart?"
His tone was very calm. At first glance, there seemed to be no emotion at all, but upon closer listening, it seemed that there were millions of emotions hidden in it.
Lin Wanwan was stunned for a moment. Su Jingqian's calmness suddenly made her feel panicked, but she was still stubborn and refused to compromise. There was always a depression in her heart that she could not vent. Just like in the past year, she had always felt She can't help but want to say some harsh words to retaliate against him, as if this is the only way to calm down the unwillingness and resentment in her heart.
Lin Wanwan's hands hidden in her sleeves were clasped tightly, as if she was fighting with him, and she replied without thinking: "The King of Dongchen is always looking down on the world. He is naturally the best among people. He not only knows how to He attacks people's hearts and emotions, and he is also very good at making the best use of people's talents and materials."
She bit the last few words very hard, and there was a biting chill in her cold tone.
But when she finished speaking, she regretted it.
She had never seen Su Jin show such an expression towards her. His eyes were calm and indifferent, but they looked so strange. They were clearly close at hand, but in his eyes, there seemed to be an immeasurable distance between them. No emotion could be read from his deep eyes, or perhaps he no longer had any emotions.
Many times, people will ignore other people's feelings just for the sake of instant pleasure, but they don't realize that those sarcastic words spoken unintentionally are also a cold arrow and can hurt people deeply.
Lin Wanwan gradually calmed down. When she finally realized this, she felt flustered and a strong sense of uneasiness quietly rose from her heart. She tried to say something to make up for it, but when the words came to her lips, she But she didn't know how to speak. She could only watch as Su Jingqian turned his back and looked at the black clothes, drawing a sharp arc in mid-air.
However, she didn't know that the moment Su Jingqian turned his back, the calmness and indifference in his eyes were completely shattered, leaving only a trace of sadness that penetrated into his bones.
He closed his eyes and pursed his lips tightly, as if he was trying his best to suppress the pain and struggle in his heart. When he opened his eyes again, those deep eyes seemed to have been swallowed up by the endless night, with a trace of light engraved on them. The dead silence like a dry well hides a hopeless loneliness.
"It won't be long before Rong Sui comes to pick you up. When the time comes, you can take the people from Shuijing Villa with him to Beiming."
His voice was still calm, but a little hoarse than before.
Lin Wanwan was startled when she heard this, and her face turned a little pale. She bit her lip, looked at his lonely back in disbelief, and asked in a trembling voice: "Does Lord Dongchen want to drive me away?"
"Now that the situation in Nanling is over, why don't you stay here and go to Beiming to clear the obstacles for me? I have taught you so much during this period, and it is time to apply what you have learned and practice it diligently. And with Rong Sui by your side, you You can show off your skills and he will protect you."
There was a bit of coldness in Su Jingqian's voice, just like the howling cold wind in winter, carrying a biting chill, like a knife, cutting people in pain.
The regret that filled Lin Wanwan's heart suddenly disappeared. She only felt that her heart was sinking continuously until she fell into the ice cellar. The bone-gnawing coldness was like silver needles piercing her heart.
She stared at him blankly, her eyes full of disappointment, and her originally bright star eyes had become dim at this moment.
"It turns out that Lord Dongchen spent all his time teaching me because you had made up your mind to let me go to Beiming from the very beginning. The reason why you kept me until today is to successfully convince Jiang Huailang that once Once the Jianghuai Lang matter is settled, you will burn the bridge across the river and drive me to Beiming."
As she spoke, she suddenly laughed, with a cold look in her brows, "King Dongchen is really good at calculating. If that's the case, then why did you say these things to me so pretentiously, and why did you swear to tell me Me, you won’t use me? Do you want me to trust you because you want me to prove how stupid I am again? "
Lin Wanwan's hand clenched tighter and tighter, and the blood and blood from her body rushed to her forehead. Her heart was full of love and hate, and she was filled with resentment. By the end, she was almost hysterical, and her voice was full of uncontrollable hatred.
