Chapter 1145: Deep love, what should it be?

Xia Siyu spread out her hands innocently, "Isn't it okay with me?"

She is also one of the Seven Borders at any rate. She has no self-protection

ability. She has died hundreds of times early.

Yunli glanced vaguely at her arm, and said with a calm face, "Drive."

Xia Siyu didn't ask much, just sat quietly by the window and watched the night

scene.

But in my mind, various small fragments that may happen are constantly being

staged.

For example, did he come back to decline her again?

For example, he came back to make it clear to her...

In short, Xia Siyu habitually predicted the most pessimistic result.

Whether it is psychological construction or pessimism, she always only

considers the worst result in front of Yun Li anyway.

……

In the apartment in the northern section of Lyon, Xia Siyu followed Yun Li

into the elevator. Above her head was a rather old pointer elevator. She asked

curiously: "You still have an apartment here?"

"It's difficult to buy one?" Yun didn't squint, "It's better than squeezing a

room in a hotel."

Xia Siyu looked down at her toes, "Brother Li, you know the truth that you can

get a tiger if you don’t enter a tiger's lair, right?"

The voice fell, and the elevator door opened. Yun Li naturally pulled her

wrist and walked out of the elevator, “Xia Siyu, I really don’t understand

what’s in your mind.”

Yun Li directly called his name, which is a rare phenomenon.

Xia Siyu looked at his ink-deep eyes, and swallowed the words that came to his

mouth.

She saw herself in his eyes, and she also saw a trace of obscurity intertwined

with distress.

Xia Siyu's eyes rolled around, and she quickly guessed something. As soon as

she was about to speak, she was dragged by Yun Li to the room at the end.

entered the door, the warm yellow light seemed to be able to dissipate the

moisture on the coat.

Xia Siyu hurriedly looked at the room, the layout of a very ordinary single

apartment, even the furnishings are very simple.

A strange noise came from the left, Xia Siyu looked sideways, and saw Yun Li

leaning on the high chair, stepping on the floor with one leg, popping off the

wine cork and pouring wine.

The whole apartment is ordinary, except for the open bar and a full wall of

wine cabinets.

Red wine, foreign wine, cocktails, there are many kinds of wines, and they are

all brands she loves and often drinks.

At this moment, Yun Li poured two glasses of vodka, put two slices of freshly

cut lemon, "Come and sit down."

Xia Siyu couldn't figure out his intentions, but could feel the heavy breath

on him, as if something heavy was pressing against him.

She took her seat, and a glass of vodka was pushed over by Yun Li, "Xia Xia,

let's talk."

Xia Siyu took a sip from the wine glass, "Okay, what to talk about."

She has a brisk tone, but she keeps sipping her wine with her head down as if

avoiding it.

The two of them sat on their knees, and Yun stared at her sternly, until Xia

Siyu's mouth was holding a few broken hairs, and he used his fingertips to

poke out the hair for her, "Just talk... when am I? I start to like you."

Xia Siyu has heard many kinds of confession, but none of them can match Yun

Li's solemnity and jerky.

Farewell for more than half a month, he no longer hides, he personally said

that he likes her.

But Xia Siyu was not very happy at all. She stopped sipping her wine, put down

her glass and looked at Yun Li, waiting for his next words.

She knew that he hadn’t finished speaking yet.

Yun Li at the moment, with a serious face, staring at Xia Siyu with a slightly

scorching gaze, his voice is deep and amazing, "I should have liked you very

early. I like you enough, but I don't love you deeply enough that I can't tell

the difference. Who do you want?"

He paused for two seconds, and slowly said, "So whether you want to give me a

chance, whether you want to stay with me, it's up to you in the future."

Xia Siyu was stunned. She thought it was another bitterness to tell her to

stop persuading her, but she was caught off guard by his confession, and she

was shocked that she lost the ability to think.

Since I like it enough, I should fall in love.

How can there be only likes and no love.

Xia Siyu’s ears kept reverberating these two words, her fingers curled up, she

tightened the wine glass beside her, and asked him stiffly: "I like it enough,

but not deeply enough...what does it mean."

Yunli pressed his cheeks, his eyes fell on Xia Siyu’s hand holding the wine

glass, without answering, "What do you think of deep love? Huh?"

Without waiting for Xia Siyu to speak, he lifted his thin lips and murmured

self-deprecatingly: "I'm not sure if I have loved you deeply, so Xia Xia, I

can't tell you if I love you deeply."

Xia Siyu automatically ignored the first half of his sentence, and explained

with blinking eyes: "Deep love, deep love, that is, you can not even kill for

the other person, except him, you can't live without him, just like Yan Ye and

Pretty..."

"Really?" Yun Li shifted his gaze and refocused on Xia Siyu's face, "I can die

for you. I have never thought of anyone except you, but... I can't live

without a partner. Use this to Is it accurate to define deep love?"

Xia Siyu looked at Yun Li blankly, always feeling that his thoughts seemed to

be taken away.

Yun Li shook his glass and said: “Anyone can live without each other, you or

me, even Shang Shaoyan and Li Qiao, who can live without each other, it’s just

the difference between good and bad.”

Xia Siyu quickly looked away, took a big sip of vodka, and forced herself to

calm down as soon as possible.

Yun Li and everything he said were fatally confusing to her.

Like many times before, he always plays the role of the elder brother among

the six sons, and they will listen to what he says.

For a long time, Xia Siyu fixedly looked at Yun Li, and asked frankly:

"Then...what is called in the future will be up to me?"

Yun Li lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then regained her gaze,

"Between you and me, all future choices are in your hands."

Xia Siyu turned her head and looked at the wine cabinet opposite, her dazed

expression reflected in the glass windows.

She took a sip of wine again, still unable to settle her emotions, she simply

drank the wine in the glass, and the spicy vodka swept across her throat,

which made her a little more sober.

Xia Siyu held the lemon slice in her mouth, sour and bitter. She narrowed her

eyes and sighed softly, "Brother Li, did my elder brother tell you something?"

Yunli also looked at the wine cabinet, and the two eyes met in the glass

window, "If he says it will not affect my decision."

Xia Siyu picked up the bottle and filled herself with wine, "Is it really

okay? You seemed to feel sorry for me just now, do you feel guilty for owing

me? Want to..." Make up for me.

"Xia Xia, ask yourself, what do I owe you?" Yun Li looked directly at the

glass window, and interrupted her in a deep tone. Have done anything to hurt

you..."

(End of this chapter)