My crush looks at me again

Chapter 80 It turns out that those are not likes
That's it for today.

Before going home, Mo Lemon went to the bathroom to wash her face, and made a cheering gesture to herself in the mirror, "Mo Lemon, isn't it just memorizing lines? You can do it! You must not let some bastards laugh at you! come on, come on, come on!"

Mo Lemon walked away with the script placed on the marble countertop of the sink.

She didn't know that when she went to the bathroom just now, Xiang Youyue swapped the script she got.

In it, only a few lines were changed in order, and the rest remained unchanged.

Even though Mo Lemon had watched the old TV series many times, she still couldn't remember the order in which these lines appeared.

And she only had one day in total, so she didn't have time to flip through the TV series and compare them again.

After all, the bet between her and Situ Yi was word for word.

As long as she misses a sentence, or even a word, it can't be regarded as perfect!
It's not that she thinks highly of Mo Ningmen, Xiang Youyue feels that even if she gives Mo Ningming the script, she may not be able to memorize it all, but she is not afraid of ten thousand, just in case, she is just in case.

Mo Lemon didn't know that the script had been swapped out. She stayed in the hotel room she booked the night before, and she memorized it with the script...

She hated memorizing things the most in her life, and she never dreamed that one day she would be so obsessed with memorizing lines.

And she didn't allow herself to make a single word mistake.

A script was in front of her eyes, and she recited it word by word——

Yao Banxia: "I like you, how about you?"

Yao Banxia: "What about you? Hey——how about you? Do you like me?"

Yao Banxia: "It doesn't matter if you don't like it. Let's date and see, okay?"

Cheng Jingxi: "How can dating be so casual? If you know that there will be no results, why do you still try?"

Yao Banxia: "Is it okay to try to like me? Never, never like me at all? Not at all? Just a little bit."

Cheng Jingxi: "Now, no."

It turns out that those are not likes.

holding her hand while riding a bicycle;
Fan the wind for her all night when there is a power outage;

Give her a cup of warm milk tea every day in winter;

Do not press the back seat on the bicycle;
When she saw her getting wet, he handed her his clothes without hesitation;
Sing to her a song I wrote on her birthday;

Tell her not to accept gifts from others, and he will buy her what she wants;
He desperately looked for her when he couldn't see her, ran over and hugged her without hesitation when he found her in the crowd...

I don't like it.

Who can tell her what these are?
Then who can tell her what counts as liking?
When Mo Lemon recited it here, the knuckles of her fingers holding the script turned white.

She looked down at the script, and Situ Yi's appearance got into her mind for some reason.

She tried her best to shake her head, trying to forget him, but the words on the script also changed to him.

She thought of helping her out when someone questioned her identity six years ago, comforting her when she was sad, helping her with tutoring when she failed the exam, the long streets we walked together, and the big and small things we experienced together. small game.

All the beautiful things that filled her 16-year-old years, she thought he would have similar experiences with her, but it turned out to be just her self-righteousness.

It turns out that in his eyes, those are not likes.

She really wanted to ask, what exactly is liking.

She thought that even if she didn't like her, she wouldn't hate her, but she didn't expect that he could hate her to such an extent.

It's fine if you don't help her, but you still have to hinder her progress.

Situ Yi, I hate it, I hate it, I hate it.

Hate myself for liking him.

Hate myself knowing that he hates her but still insisting on liking him!
Time passed by quickly, and it was past eleven o'clock in the evening, and the day was coming to an end. It had been more than 30 hours since they had quarreled, and they were still in a cold war.

So, Situ Yi's birthday passed like this?

The beauty of the original fantasy did not appear at all, and it was the same six years ago. She said that she would surprise him and was going to confess to him.

Situ Yi, I wish you a happy birthday!unhappy!unhappy! !

She didn't want to think about his crazy and annoying look!But I thought of him again.

Thinking of him standing up for her when she was down and down, thinking of the warmth of him delivering scripts for her and holding an umbrella for her, thinking of many, many...

In fact, I still want to wish him a happy birthday...

wrong.

Whether he's going to be happy has anything to do with her, and it's not her telling him not to be happy!It's her birthday, but she insists on running over to fight her in various ways, causing her to be unhappy with all kinds of people, and it's too late for her to hate him!

Thinking this way, she took out her phone from her pocket and looked at it. There was no phone number or message, everything was just blank...

Feeling a little bored again.

Why do you always think of him?

At this moment, her WeChat alert sounded, and she quickly opened WeChat——

It turned out to be the message sent by Senior Ye Xi.

He only said two words: "Come on".

She was not in the mood to reply to him at all, she put down her phone, feeling a little lost in interest.

Strange, why does she feel as if she is waiting for someone?

At least say a happy birthday wish to someone before the end of his birthday, after all, it can't be fulfilled...

never mind.He is so excessive, why should she think of him?
Mo Lemon recalled Situ Yi's exaggerated words on the set today. He doubted that she couldn't handle this role. He underestimated her and felt that she couldn't recite her lines.

She strengthened the hand holding the script, cheered herself up, and continued to recite the lines.

She could ignore what everyone said, but she couldn't ignore his contempt!
She can do it! !

the other side.

Situ Yi's car was parked in front of the hotel Mo Lemon had booked.

He took off his sunglasses, exposing the dark circles under his eyes.The second night she didn't come home, he still couldn't sleep, so he drove here alone late at night.

Sunglasses can block his dark circles, but his nonchalant expression can't stop his bad mood.

After more than 30 hours of cold war, he has begun to shake his original intention.

He was considering whether to call her, and felt that such a thought was extremely stupid.

He knew that she could live well anywhere without him, and he was the only one who was damned bad.

He lit a cigarette and never smoked.In the dense mist, her appearance loomed before his eyes.

Why did she make such an expression of hating him? Is what he did to her really that much?Is such an excess more heartless than her alienation and indifference towards him?
She doesn't care about him, so it doesn't matter to her what he does, right?

Time passed lightly, and in the end, he waited for nothing.

Ridiculous, what was he expecting?
(End of this chapter)