If love can be booked

Chapter 172 Zhao Qinglin & Qiu Ruozhen

Who says that loving someone must lead to a certain result?

Who says that loving someone cannot give him/her full freedom?

Who says that if you love someone you must tie him/her tightly to your side?

Who says loving someone can’t let him/her walk independently?

If I could ignore his whereabouts, if I really didn't care who the person he was thinking about was, if I had to find a reason to stop loving him, then would I be able to feel a little more at peace?

He doesn't love me, I know, I knew it from the beginning. I thought I could successfully deceive myself, but the tears that I shed mercilessly exposed my disguised feelings. Who would hide in a corner where no one knows and sob secretly when it's late at night?

He was on a business trip to Australia. It had been three days and there had been no news from him. Before, he had only casually told her that he was going on a business trip the next day. But she had never imagined that the business trip he mentioned would actually mean a complete loss of contact.

She stared blankly at the phone in her hand, as if the screen could convey his voice and figure. Every time the ring rang suddenly, she would check it in a hurry, hoping that the name on the caller ID would be him, but every time she was disappointed. Whether it was phone calls, text messages or WeChat, all possible ways to contact him were like a stone sinking into the sea, with no response.

A strong sense of panic surged in her heart, she was afraid that he would disappear from her world silently. That feeling was like being in a dark abyss, helpless and lost.

ding ding ding…

"Hey..." It's not him, it's not him...

"Why, so disappointed?" Suizi asked. I saw her mood: something that you have waited too long to get may have lost the taste of missing. She used to be a carefree, happy and cheerful girl, but since she met him, that calmness and composure seemed to gradually leave her.

"I'm waiting for him..." Her voice was filled with a loneliness that was hard to conceal, because there had been no news from him, and her heart felt hollow, as if it had been hollowed out.

"I'm still waiting for him, and he hasn't given me any news yet." It would have been nice if he had replied to her message, but there was nothing. He ignored her feelings of waiting for him.

"Maybe he's busy?" Suizi comforted softly. Maybe he was really busy, or maybe he didn't even know that she was anxiously waiting for his words? And she, because she loved him too much, always found all kinds of excuses for him. Gradually, she seemed to have lost the principles and bottom line that she should have adhered to.

"Yes, he is busy. He is always busy." She said with a wry smile, with a hint of helplessness in her voice. For her, work seemed to be an insurmountable gap between them and became the number one enemy on her road to love. Sometimes, she would even rather become his job, so that at least she could always be by his side. Unfortunately, the reality was so cruel that she was just a passer-by in his life, an insignificant passer-by.

"Don't think too much. He will definitely contact you when he is free." Maybe he is really busy? Maybe he has overlooked that there is a woman around him who needs his care?

"Yeah." When you are alone, you always think too much. She never thought that one day she would have a long-distance relationship. This is her first love, and she doesn't want it to end hastily.

"Let's go to Wuzhen this weekend?" Suzi suggested.

"This week..." Since she met him, she would wait for his invitation every weekend. She hoped it wouldn't rain, because he didn't like going out on rainy days. At the same time, she secretly prayed that he didn't have other plans, because he only had one day off. Every weekend, she would call her friends to go to other places to enjoy the scenery.

"Relax and stop thinking about him." Missing him is always too strong...

"You should have your own life and can't always revolve around him." After meeting him, the focus of her life changed and the topics they talked about would always be about him.

"Yeah, okay." She responded softly. Centered on him? Having her own life? Has she deviated? In the past, she went to work and came home on schedule every day, and in her spare time, she would write some words to express her inner feelings. Although she still lives a regular life of going to work and coming home, her mind is always filled with thoughts of him, wasting her time.

"Is there something wrong with me? Why doesn't he like me?" She sat in front of the window, looking at the night outside, muttering to herself. You know, many people usually praise her as a gentle and lovely girl, saying that she is particularly likable. But why is it that when facing him, everything becomes different? Is it really because I am not good enough?

"You're overthinking. You're good in every way." Suizi comforted her softly. But, we seem to always be used to self-criticism, but often forget to think about whether he is worthy of her love.

"He just doesn't know how to appreciate it." Such a good girl is hard to find even with a lantern.

"He doesn't like me." She lowered her head and repeated this sentence with a choked voice. She was good in every way, but he just didn't like her. Maybe sometimes, love is so unreasonable.

"You know he doesn't like you, and now he asks you to let go, are you willing to do so?" Suozi asked her soul-searching question, are you willing to let go?

"I can't bear to give up." She murmured to herself. Sometimes I always hear him say that he is willing to give up, only by giving up can you gain, but the only thing I don't understand is: what can he get by giving up her? Will he be at peace?

"That's good, I believe he will like you one day." Maybe he just needs some time, maybe he hasn't seen her shining point yet, maybe...

“Will there be such a day?” Can I pray that there will be such a day?

"Yes." If you work hard, everything will be there, it's just a matter of time.

"Take a shower and go to bed, don't think about it anymore." Suizi sighed softly. When it comes to love, it's a headache when you can't figure it out, and it's painful when you figure it out.

"Yeah, OK." She responded and glanced at the clock on the wall. Before she knew it, it was already ten o'clock. It was another night filled with longing and entanglement. I hope that when I wake up tomorrow, the sunshine will dispel all the haze in my heart.

After the call ended, there was still no news about him. Maybe it was time to re-examine the complicated relationship between him and her...

Things that you wait too long to get often lose the flavor you long for.

"Let me give up on you, how can I bear it?" she murmured to herself, staring into the distance, as if she wanted to see through the thick fog the figure she had been thinking about.

"Then, how much time will it take for you to fall deeply in love with me?" This question was like a heavy rock pressing on her heart, and she could never find the answer.

Meanwhile, on the far west coast of Australia, he has been busy dealing with the representatives of various companies for three days without stopping for a moment. This time, it is about the specific implementation of a crucial project plan, which involves complex personnel arrangements and potential infringement disputes and many other thorny issues. He took on the responsibility of communication and coordination. After several days of sleepless efforts, he finally achieved a staged victory. Everything has been settled for the time being, and he only needs to embark on the journey home tomorrow.

At this moment, the phone screen lit up, it was a text message from her. Looking at the short but caring text, his heart warmed, and he immediately replied: "Tired..." Just one word, but it expressed all the exhaustion of the past few days.

I miss her a little bit...