Greedy.

You know Qiao Qing is waiting.It is impossible for him not to notice the abnormality of so many days. The reason why he has been silent until now is because of that promise.You once made a hasty promise and repeatedly broke it, promising that you would tell him when things got to the point of no return.

He is waiting for you to cash in.

You are waiting too.Waiting for the irreversible moment to come.

You tell him about the past one after another.There is no purpose, and sometimes I suddenly think of it, so I say it by the way.And there are so many memories between you and him, you can reach them easily, and when you pull them, they will become a big fluffy piece, like a floating cloud.

Qiao Qing always listened carefully.He didn't ask any questions, but there was a delicate and soft light in his eyes, which made people unable to resist talking more and more, and let the light stay longer.

You tell him about his eyes under the clear sky, about the songs you sang in the summer night, about the sudden approach of the baby hamster, about your ecstasy and defeat.

"You and him—I—have a lot of memories." He said, his voice muffled, "I forgot all of them."

You smiled slyly: "But you have hundreds of paintings, me, and this."

You kissed his cheek and didn't leave, you leaned against his face and whispered vaguely: "He didn't."

Qiao lightly praised: "He's too bad, don't give it to him."

You laughed wildly, pulled away for a while, and said mysteriously, "But he also gave me something."

"Can you stay?" Qiao Qingqi asked.

You snorted, took a random piece of waste paper from the side, folded it into a dragon, the size of a fist, and poked two eyes with a pen.

"He...taught you to fold...rabbits?" Qiao lightly studied up and down, "I don't stack rabbits like this."

Qiao Qing also tore off a piece of paper, paused from time to time, but still folded a rabbit in an orderly manner. This rabbit has rounder ears, a shorter tail, and a fatter body than yours. payment.

Unwillingly, you tug at the rabbit's ears, and look back at yours. "Hey," you poked it, "your dad thinks you're a rabbit."

Qiao Qing had a strange look on his face, he hesitated and said, "Could it be... I didn't teach you this."

You look at him.Joe shut his mouth lightly, pursing his lips in bewilderment.

"Have you always had doubts?" You said, "I've blamed you for so long, and it's all my own fault."

"I'm not……"

"You are." You interrupted him, "You have never questioned me. Aren't you curious? Aren't you wronged? Don't you want to clear up the suspicion?"

"But you've been waiting for me to tell you. You never asked." You smiled slightly, "It's very considerate, but you can't hide your doubts."

"There is always a desire to prove your innocence, which makes you not even listen to my obvious hints."

You slightly raised your face: "By the way, I actually hope that you are innocent."

"That...isn't a rabbit. It's an evil dragon that I tricked and asked you to break, but it didn't work out, so maybe forcing it didn't end well."

Suddenly, you think, what if he pretended?

He didn't realize that there was something wrong with the environment. What if he was the one who made it happen and was acting hypocritical?His acquiescence and waiting, if it was just dodging and pretending...

You paused, your fingertips unconsciously grasped twice in the air, and you clenched nervously.

Then after a second, or two, you suddenly feel like you're falling into an ice cellar.

why?Why is it that when everything is said and done, there are endless doubts that follow?You used to be so sure, you dared to say and believe without reason.

You look at him trembling.His face was covered with a layer of silent gray.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the faith has collapsed.There is no need to find out the authenticity, just the moment the doubt arises, there is no need to say much.

You lose all.

You suddenly regret your soft-heartedness that day, if you hadn't been greedy for the tenderness and intimacy of this day and a half, maybe you wouldn't have fallen into such a situation so quickly.But now it's all useless.You took a step back, and slumped your shoulders like giving up: "Forget it. I am supercilious."

"What are you thinking again?" Qiao Qing seemed to be stabbed, "Tell me!"

"I don't know—I don't know if it makes any sense." You take a breath, "Suspicious and fussy, in the end it's not necessarily better than knowing nothing."

"I'm tired." You say, "Forget it."

Qiao Qing said suddenly: "No, you didn't care too much. I did...but that's not..." He paused. "I thought it wasn't insurmountable..."

He stopped this weak statement and smiled in vain: "It was pretty good before, wasn't it?"

"Yeah," you say, "so that's it."

"That's different." He was a little anxious, "You obviously care about something—"

You watch him carefully.There was a deep wrinkle between his brows, the light in his eyes seemed to have burned out but refused to be extinguished, making him look pale.

"Zhou Huai," he begged, "can you tell me?"

Even if everything is false, at least Qiao Qing's feelings are true.At least you can still tell this.

You sigh.You never have anything to do with him, even though you know it's not the way out.

There is no way out.

"At that moment," you said, "I doubted you."

His pupils shrank, and he was speechless for a moment.You looked at him calmly and didn't say any more, he obviously understood the meaning behind the words.

You think of your reckless prophecy, and Qiao Qing's meaningful rhetorical question.Regardless of whether he is a god or a light, you are just a floating dust under his seat. Occasionally, you are lucky to be caught by the light and get a glimpse from him.

It's a pity that you are always insatiable.

It turned out that the ending had already been set.How could the dragon be rescued?It and the prince have always had nothing but immortality.

You are too naive, wishful thinking all the time.

"I don't know." He said after a long time.

His eyes seemed to be drenched with water, with wet helplessness and small expectations, waiting for your reaction.What is he looking forward to?Do you think, do you want to hear you say you believe it?

It's not impossible.You smiled, and saw Qiao Qing widen his eyes slightly, looking a little unbelievable and trembling.

"I know." You said softly, "I've always known."

"But that doesn't matter."

"From... the moment I doubted you, it doesn't matter what you are."

"You used to be my pillar." You raised your eyebrows as if nostalgic, "Do you know what it means when the pillar collapses?"

Grievance and vigilance are just one step away.

Step out and never come back.

You look at him and smile: "I think you know."

That promise was finally fulfilled.

You gently stretched out your hand: "Hold me."

Qiao Qing seemed to be completely numb, the blood on his face had completely faded, like a puppet that forgot to paint red and green, with the peculiar dilapidation of a semi-finished product.

You wait patiently.Finally, he took a step forward and walked into your arms.You hugged him, and the moment your body touched, it seemed that some switch was turned on. Joe raised his hand and hugged you back lightly, as if he wanted to strangle you to death in his arms.

You bear it in silence.

"It's my fault." You patted him on the back, "I missed the appointment."

In fact, you have only dared to promise to give him an advance notice, but many silent promises were made quietly in hugs, whispers, kisses and physical entanglements.You have given him so much hope.

Pity.you think.Haven't walked in the snow with him yet.

I was planning to go this winter.Snowflakes falling in his hair should look good.

"Remember to wear a scarf." You murmured.

In case the neck is wet by snow, you will catch a cold.

Qiao Qing didn't know if she heard it, she didn't say a word, she just buried her face deeply into the socket of your shoulder.You only feel the body under your palm trembling slightly, and your hand hangs up for a long time before carefully lowering it down.

You felt the fabric on your shoulders carefully for a while, and breathed a sigh of relief—fortunately, you didn't cry.

"Don't go." His voice trembled slightly, "Don't go."

After a while, his voice was already so hoarse.

"That's meaningless." You said patiently, "I still love you now, but if it takes longer, it won't be certain."

"Trust has been worn away, don't let love wear away too."

"I don't care! You stay—"

"I've been tired of this unchanging world for a long time." You said calmly, "I keep it all the time, but I can't bear you."

Qiao Qing listened hopefully.

"Now I'm willing." You said.