If love can be booked

Chapter 196 Zhao Qinglin and Qiu Ruozhen break up - 2

When I woke up the next morning, I subconsciously reached for the phone next to my pillow, but there was no text message from him.

At 11:00 am, WeChat alert sounded. On it, a few words were displayed: "Let's not talk about it anymore."

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, everything around became unusually quiet, even the air seemed to stop flowing. He said the word "break up" so easily...

Could she pretend she didn't see it? Could she just pretend she knew nothing and continue her life as usual? However, even though she kept comforting herself in this way, her tears had already flowed out of her eyes uncontrollably, ruthlessly exposing her deep inner fragility and helplessness.

She is busy, she is busy with some other things now...

Just pretend you didn't see it, I don't want to know anything...

But the words "let's not talk about it" lingered in her mind like a curse, lingering. Was he serious? She couldn't be unreasonable, couldn't be willful easily, it was like a silent verdict, she didn't even have a chance to appeal.

If possible, she hoped she didn't receive any text messages about him today.

If possible, she wished she could undo everything she said last night.

If possible, she wished she had never been so willful.

If possible, she wished she had never loved.

How can there be so many "ifs" in life? Follow the footsteps of your heart and pursue the lonely voice in your heart, even if you know you will get hurt? So stupid, is it because the person you like is him? Is the person you love is him?

Just trying to find a way to love him...

She begged humbly, and he gave up just because he cared about her a little bit? Zhao Qinglin, I just want you to love me a little more, is that wrong?

Is it so difficult to make you fall in love with me?

You said you wanted to break up, can I disagree?

How to respond?

The bell for the end of get off work rang, just like usual. Along the way, she felt extremely heavy-hearted, and the scene of the dispute with him today kept appearing in her mind.

She couldn't wait to take out her cell phone and dial the number that was so familiar to her. However, no one answered the call...

Once, twice, three times...

Her heart sank with every busy tone.

He doesn't answer her calls anymore, he's really angry, what should she do?

Text message: Please call me back.

Time passed minute by minute, and half an hour later, the phone suddenly rang, and his name appeared on the screen.

She took a deep breath and said softly: "Hey..."

A low and slightly hesitant voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hello..." What should I say? The delicate relationship between them...

For a moment, both of them fell silent, not knowing how to start. This awkward and delicate atmosphere made her feel a little suffocated, and she secretly wondered what to say to break the deadlock.

At this moment, he broke the silence first and said firmly: "Let's not talk about it anymore?" In the end, they still chose to separate...

"Shouldn't I be the one to say goodbye?" She held back her tears and tried to make her voice sound normal. He was the first person she loved deeply, and she didn't allow him to say goodbye first. He couldn't say goodbye... couldn't...

"Then tell me." Are you going to care about this too?

"Let's break up." As soon as the words fell, tears could no longer be held back. Yesterday, you said you loved me? Yesterday, we were quarreling? Yesterday, you said we loved each other for a while, but we would never meet again?

"Okay." If he couldn't give her the happiness she wanted, he chose to let her go. He couldn't give her the illusion of happiness she wanted, as he was past the age of romance...

"What's the reason? Is it because of my WeChat message last night?" Although deep down in her heart, she had imagined countless times that if he didn't love me, then it might not be a bad thing for them to separate for a while. But now, when she was really facing the moment of breaking up, why was it so difficult for her to accept it no matter what?

"Not entirely, right?" What happened last night could only be a fuse, right?

"If I hadn't sent you this WeChat message last night, would we have never broken up?" I had thought about breaking up with you more than once, thinking that maybe only after a period of separation would he be able to truly realize how good she was. But I never expected that one day, without any warning, we would break up unexpectedly, and it was more painful than I imagined.

"Isn't that right?" he responded softly. If it weren't for the WeChat message yesterday, he probably still hasn't realized that he had hurt her deeply without knowing it. At this moment, thousands of words converge into a simple "I'm sorry". I'm sorry, Zhenzhen, you're very good, but we...

"Then when?" If not today, then when in the future? Just because of her insistence, her pursuit, her willfulness, he walked away?

"I don't know either." There are always too many ideas about the future...

"I've been in a daze lately, so let's break up." She influenced his thoughts too much, and he couldn't find the direction for the future and couldn't give her the future she wanted.

"Okay, I understand." Confused? Should all this be blamed on her?

"I wish you happiness." Why should she wish him happiness? If he is really happy, where will she go?

"It's all my fault. I didn't do well enough. I'm sorry." It turned out that she had never been truly happy during the years she was with him. Love that is forced is doomed to have no ending.

"You're a very nice person." He was like the warm sunshine in spring, always so considerate, as if he could see through the subtlest emotional fluctuations in the hearts of others. However, even with such a beautiful and kind man standing in front of her, she still couldn't really understand him.

"I'm a nice person, but you don't like me, so what's the point?" What a cliché and old-fashioned excuse for rejection. "You're a nice person, but we're not suitable. I believe you can find someone better than me."

"Don't say that, what are you doing?" I don't want to hear you say that, it hurts...

"What can I do? You said we should break up..." Ever since you said "let's break up" so decisively, my world has completely collapsed. Suddenly, I felt as if I had lost everything and had nothing left.

"I hope you can be happier without me." Tears flowed uncontrollably, and strings of crystal clear tears slid down her cheeks, dripping onto the cold ground, splashing up sad tears. How could he say break up? Is there anything that can't be negotiated and mediated?

"Can I hear you say goodnight to me for the last time?" In the past, receiving his loving "Goodnight, I love you" before going to bed every night was the sweetest and warmest moment of her day. But from now on, this sentence will probably become a distant memory forever, and will no longer have its original meaning.

"Good night..." Was this their last good night? This good night seemed to be so heavy that it made people breathless.

"Good night..." This good night contains too many complex emotions, good night, I love you; I'm sorry, I couldn't accompany him to the end. Those vows and promises, now as fragile as bubbles, disappeared in the endless darkness.

After hanging up the phone, she slumped on the sofa, letting her tears flow freely. The room was filled with a heartbreaking silence, as if the whole world had stopped turning at this moment...

There is nothing left, no more noise, no more expectations, no one to complain to, no more unreasonable demands, no more things to rely on...

She had nothing left, she had nothing left, nothing left.

Tears fell uncontrollably, like pearls from a broken string. She stubbornly told herself, "I'm not sad, I won't be sad!" However, only the tears that kept pouring out knew the truth, they couldn't deceive her heart. That heart had already broken into countless pieces, each of which was calling out the same name, Zhao Qinglin.

Zhao Qinglin, I don't mean to break up with you. I don't want to break up with you. I can't live without you. I really like you very much. She repeated these words over and over again, as if she wanted to release all the love in her heart. However, the only response she got was an empty room and endless silence.

I like you very much, I like you, why don't you like me? Why can't you try to like me? What's wrong with that? What did I do wrong?

I love you so much, I can't live without you, I can't live without you...

She felt powerless, and she hugged her knees tightly with her hands, buried her head in them, and let the sadness drown her.

Finally, one day, not long after they fell in love, she told him about his indifference and complained about his lack of care and condolences.

However, he was not as cold and heartless as she said, he was just introverted and not good at expressing his emotions through words. He believed that love did not have to be expressed in words all the time, actions could prove everything.

As for her, she wanted him to talk about love and dislike all the time. He said she was unreasonable, and she said he didn't love her. Who was right or wrong, does it matter? She sent a message similar to breaking up. He agreed, fearing that he would delay her happiness.

After all, she was at the age of youth and looking forward to love, but he had already passed that passionate period. Maybe he had lost the mood for love, or he just happened to pass through that passionate stage of life.

For him, all he wanted was a peaceful and warm time, where the two of them could stay together quietly without quarrels or ups and downs; but for her, what she longed for was a romantic love story. She kept asking him for all kinds of romantic surprises, but these were exactly what he could not satisfy.

If she chose to let go, she wouldn't have to suffer so much, and he was willing to turn around and leave quietly...

"I'm sorry," he whispered softly in his heart, "If my existence gave you a false feeling that I can give you everything you want, please forgive my inability to do anything."

We all probably need some time...

"Suizi, I'm heartbroken..." Qiu Ruozhen's lips trembled slightly, as if she had used up all her strength to say this. Can you say she's heartbroken? I thought he would never say no to her, because he said he didn't know how to say no, he wouldn't say no.

"Ah..." Can an emotional master also suffer from heartbreak?

"Suizi, I'm heartbroken..." She murmured to herself, feeling like she was back in that empty world with only one person. Everything became so strange and distant, and the sweetness and warmth of the past disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"He said we shouldn't talk anymore?" That one sentence froze her world.

"He doesn't like me, he doesn't like me, why doesn't he like me?" She asked herself again and again, but she could never get an answer. Waiting for his care and concern became a luxury, and expecting his cherishment and love was even more out of reach. She was so tired alone...

"I like him so much..." I fell in love with his voice even before I met him.

"Where are you?" She cried like a child, full of grievance and pain. Women are so stupid.

"I'm at home." He said goodbye, and his whole world was silent...

"I'll come to see you tomorrow, don't cry." The man said distressedly as Suizi looked at the tearful woman in front of him. Shouldn't a normal relationship be full of laughter, sweetness and happiness? But since she met him, it seems that sadness and tears have become a common visitor in her life.

"No, don't come to me..." She didn't want her friends to see her in such a miserable state. Her proud heart had already been shattered in this relationship. She didn't need others' comfort and care, because in her heart, that person was the only antidote.

"I don't want anyone but him, I don't want anyone, but he doesn't want me, he doesn't love me, he says he doesn't love me." She repeated this sentence over and over again, as if to vent all the pain and despair in her heart. Every time she spoke, more tears flowed out of her eyes, soaking her chest. Is love really a game that cannot be controlled, and no matter how hard you try, you are destined to lose miserably? He doesn't love her, which is her most powerless answer.

"Okay, okay, stop crying. It's bad for your eyes." Looking at her crying so heartbrokenly, Suizi felt distressed and helpless. Love is beautiful, but is it really worth torturing yourself for a man? Moreover, knowing that the other person no longer loves you, why bother to cling to him and refuse to let go? Perhaps letting go of the past and starting a new life is the best choice.

"I'll be with you tomorrow, let's stop crying, okay?" Faced with the surging tears, even her best friend felt a little overwhelmed. She really couldn't figure out what charm that man had that could make her so obsessed that she was willing to suffer all the grievances and pain for him. Why was he willing to let her be so sad?

"Stop crying, okay?" Is that destined man really worth her shedding so many sad tears? If he would only let her endure all this pain and torture alone, why not bravely try to let go?

"I like him so much..." Her voice was choked with sobs, as if she had to use all her strength to say every word. I like him so much...

"I know, I've always known..." Suizi sighed softly. How could she not understand how much she loved him? But she was not him, and could not replace him. As a good friend, she could only cry with him.

"Go take a shower and go to bed first. I'll go tomorrow and I'll accompany you." She said gently, wishing she could fly to her side immediately. She was willing to be her most solid support and accompany her through this difficult time.

"Okay..." She nodded slightly, her eyes empty and confused. The man who had given her countless warmth and sweet memories was now leaving cruelly. Apart from the tears that kept flowing, she didn't know how else to express her inner grief. Apart from tears and more tears, Qiu Ruozhen, can you not be like this? Can you learn to wander in a place without him?

Like, love, separate, strong, lonely, me, him, others...

She once thought that with him by her side, she could withstand all the storms in the world, but now she is left alone.

If I get up and turn off the light, I won't notice that she is in tears...

What was her love to him?

Has his love ever been given?

Zhao Qinglin, please don't leave me, okay? Take back what you said, okay?