Trajectory 2: entangled curves

Deng Qing laughed at himself.

He was not a romantic, nor was he deeply in love with Zhuge Qinuo. He just didn't know from when he started to feel something different towards her, something called possessiveness.

She clearly knew that Mi Bei also had different feelings for her. But Mi Bei didn't say it, and she didn't seem to notice it, and the two didn't seem to communicate much. Despite this, she could still feel the special feeling that Mi Bei had for her.

But he chose to ignore it.

Even the so-called time he intentionally created to cultivate their relationship was chosen when Mi Bei was not around out of guilt. And the ridiculous kissing scene was also kept secret from Mi Bei out of guilt.

It was just to be closer to her.

He laughed at his own madness.

Thinking of Xu Fei's words, he had given too much attention and care to this woman, a divorced woman.

You should never fall in love with a woman like this, and you should never act recklessly on it.

He had no idea what Huang Cangran and Zhuge Qinuo were arguing about. He only knew that his planned retaliatory approach eventually pushed Zhuge Qinuo toward someone else.

Perhaps, that was the embrace she should go to, and being with him was just acting.

It's always just a play.

Deng Qing felt like a fool and was extremely ridiculous.

I don't want to watch this kind of drama anymore.

She wouldn't need an apology.

Turning around and ending, that is his dignity and elegance.

Zhuge Qinuo felt her whole body boiling with heat after being kissed by Huang Cangran. She felt that she was so disappointing. She was obviously angry, but her body was so honestly aroused by him.

Along with the heat of desire came memories of the past: the kiss on the bench by the river; the kiss in the hotel that almost broke the law.

The feeling of shame turned into strength, enabling her to break free from Huang Cangran's control. She took a few steps back with tears in her eyes.

"After all these years, this is still the only thing you know!"

"Cangran, brother."

"You go!"

She asked him to go. But she turned and ran away first.

Just like that year, when she was kissed by him and then turned and left.

Huang Cangran stood there.

After so many years, their relationship has not changed at all. Even though she is alone, he still can't be the one by her side.

It's not that there hasn't been any change. In Huang Cangran's heart, the bud about her has taken root, and is taking root deeper and deeper in his heart.

But who knows whether what is stuck in the heart is a root or a thorn?

Otherwise, why, despite his countless attempts to numb himself, until now, at this moment, in this situation, watching her leave, his heart still ached so much?

Huang Cangran knew Zhuge Qinuo too well. He knew that letting him go was the limit of her calmness.

She needed some time, perhaps a long time, to adjust herself and put "Zhuge Qinuo" and "Huang Cangran" back to their proper places in her heart.

He understood deeply the crux of her heart.

He knew her so well, but he still lost control tonight. It would be more accurate to say that he was trying, trying with a hope of getting lucky.

He was betting that the time that had passed, and the distance they had maintained during that time, would be enough for her to untie the knot in her heart.

Now it seems, absolutely not.

He lost.

The way she left was still tearful and resolute.

But, so what?

They still have another decade.

Maybe, or maybe, she will never let it go in her life.

But, so what?

This was his worst plan.

He brushed his lips and actually felt a little satisfied.

There's always going to be some changes, right?

Zhuge Qinuo returned to the dressing room to change out of his costume.

From the moment Huang Cangran pulled her away, everything that had happened between her and him over the past 30 years seemed to be replayed in her mind at double speed.

She drove back to the hotel in a daze and passed by Deng Qing's room.

Although I think Deng Qing was out of character today, how could she be any better? She was not in a good state during filming, and in addition to Huang Cangran's incident, Deng Qing was also innocent. After all, she still owed him an apology.

I stood at his door, wanting to knock and say something, but my mind was in a mess.

Huang Cangran, Huang Cangran, Huang Cangran, it’s all him.

She couldn't even organize the words to explain and apologize to Deng Qing.

I gave up the idea of ​​knocking on the door, went back to my room, and cried bitterly.

She didn't understand why she would still worry about love matters at this age.

Huang Cangran is obviously a good person, why can't I just be with him?

This is so tangled, so pretentious, and so contradictory.

But she also understood deeply that precisely because she was no longer young, she could not act rashly.

Yes, Huang Cangran is very good, but this kind of goodness makes her feel it’s unreal, and she dares not get close to him.

She was so afraid that the close distance would break the beauty created by the distance.

She was so afraid that one day they would quarrel over countless trivial matters.

She was so afraid that one day they would get bogged down in the details of life.

She was so afraid that they couldn't afford the daily necessities.

In this case, doesn’t it feel good for the woman to be by the water?

She is the purest existence in his heart, and he is the most perfect existence in her heart.

She was very satisfied to have such a man in her life.

Why break it?

Why does he always want to break this balance?

And every time, every time I wanted to get closer to them, it was always the wrong time.

When they were in school, she couldn't accept his confession, and their relationship became full of concerns.

That night in college, they almost "became honest with each other", but it didn't work; after that, she never asked for anything from him, nor did she dare, want, or no longer ask for anything.

When she got married, she hoped he would appear, but he appeared after her divorce; this was the time when she was most vulnerable, but also the time when she was most likely to be on guard.

So, even though they were so close sometimes, so, even countless times, her heart made her close to him.

At first, perhaps she still expected something; but later she didn't even have the slightest hope to imagine what would happen if they were together, not even once.

Because this idea had long been strangled and buried by her.

From the day she got married, it was completely and thoroughly strangled and buried.

She is so cruel.

Both for him and for myself.

Only towards him and herself could she be so cruel.

He helped her adjust very well after the divorce. She wanted to face a brand new self, or even a brand new life, but he came back and told her that he had always been there, causing her to fall into an endless quagmire again.

Because being cruel doesn't mean being heartless.

Being cruel proves that you will still feel heartache, just like now.

She couldn't make decisions for Huang Cangran. Just like today, he must have known that she preferred to keep a distance between them, but why did he do such a thing at this time?

But she still allowed Huang Cangran to madly test the edge of her defense line.

And it turned out that once he crossed her inner defenses, she would become nervous and extremely painful.

Just like today.

She needs to nip and bury the seed of fantasy in her heart again and again.

If he is a gambler, then she is a killer.

Between the gambler and the killer, whose hands can be said to be clean? Who appears more innocent?