"Big, big brother." Di Xiaxia managed to find her voice after a long while.
"Xiaxia..." Di Mingzhe cut her off. He slowly reached out to wipe away her tears. His deep black eyes were fixed on her. He suddenly opened his mouth, persuading gently as if he was a teacher. His voice was soft, "What's the matter, dare not do it? It's okay, big brother will teach you."
As he said this, he couldn't help but his eyes were filled with tears. His bloodshot eyes were fixed on her beautiful face. He could teach her anything, including how to shoot a bullet into his body!
He could do all these, all these!
But the only thing he could not teach her was how to love him!
Isn't it tragic?
Isn't it pathetic?
Di Mingzhe, you have been lonely for twenty-seven years, and for twenty years you have been carefully nurturing this feeling, concealing it, and resisting it.
You are so outstanding, you lack nothing, and you have everything you want.
But why can't you make a woman love you?
