() On the streets of the imperial capital, the snow was falling, and Meng Fanhua's cry was drowned in the brilliance of the fireworks.

He He took off the fur collar of his down jacket and kept wiping Meng Fanhua's tears, not persuading her, just silently accompanying her as he did a few years ago.

They didn't care about the surprised eyes of passers-by for a long time, when she saw her crying for the first time, it was just pear blossoms with rain, and this time, there was both disappointment and determination in her mood.

In Meng Fanhua's world, she has cried so much that the sky is dark, but in the real world, the fireworks are in full bloom.

In the night sky it beats the brightest constellation Orion in winter.

Crying to the end, a thick layer of frost is applied to his eyebrows.

Wuzi is in full bloom, and He He said that she is a white-eyed hero.

"White-eyed hero, let me sing you a song...... What kind of knife is it, what kind of sword is it, what kind of sword is it?"

Meng Fanhua sang with a sharp voice, crying and singing at the same time, and when she sang until the clouds rose, she laughed a few times to meet the situation.

The people who came by were even more unbelievable, and He He only watched her make a fuss and purse her lips and smile.

As long as she can still make trouble, that heart is not dead, and there is still room for everything.

"Hehe, everyone is sad together, I'm so sad, shouldn't it snow heavily to match my state of mind? Why are people happily setting off fireworks?"

"You know everything in your own heart, and it's not in vain to ask me. ”

"Is everyone laughing at me?"

"They don't understand, the people here are all post-90s, post-00s, who can understand the songs that expose your age......"

"I'm also a post-90s generation. ”

"You're 90 years old. ”

He wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"In addition to the golden wire knife and the glaive sword, the white-eyed hero is also good at hidden weapons, the decisive battle of the Lotus Temple, the havoc in Tianzhu Temple, and there are many small Penglai in the back, you have to break down, otherwise I'm sorry for this white-eyebrow. ”

He whispered softly as he cleaned up the frost that hung on his eyebrows.

"Hehe, I misunderstood him. ”

"What did Uncle Yu say?"

"He said that Lin Xiaohua was sent by him to tempt me. ”

"Don't you believe it?"

"But I did think he was my dad's man at first. Hehe, I wronged Lin Xiaohua. ”

"Isn't he asked Uncle Yu to act?"

"No, the time he came to Fanhua Studio, it was really accidental. ”

"Then you can't be blamed, Uncle Yu has used too many such methods. ”

"I should have noticed, why am I so stupid?"

"Fanhua, you're just too cautious, you're the smartest of the people I know, just like a frightened bird, others say you're too aggressive, I know you're just protecting yourself, so don't blame yourself, this is your way of protecting yourself." ”

"Only you know me best. ”

"You forget, you and I are both similar people, desperate to let me leave Hexuan and let me do what I like, you and I are the same people. ”

"They are all people who are not understood. ”

The fire trees and silver flowers are purple and red, and in the snowy winter, the cold tears pierce the bottom of my heart.

In the hotel in the imperial capital, Hehe has been guarding her, she is tired, but she does not sleep or eat.

"If you don't eat, you don't sleep, do you want to become an immortal?"

"Hehe, I have a toothache, and half of my face hurts. ”

A toothache is not a disease, but it hurts to be fatal.

Meng Fanhua has a wisdom tooth, and it hurts once every six months and a year, which is true.

"I'll cook some porridge, you drink a little, okay? ”

"Good. ”

Meng Fanhua continued to lie down, trying to grab the phone, but found that her eyes were also sore and sore, yes, this is a toothache and fire, and the weather in the north is dry and important, Meng Fanhua seems to be seriously ill.

is already thin, so it is even more pale and lovely.

"What are you looking at?"

"I really should let Lin Bihua see your pitiful appearance, and make sure that he loves you and lives alive. ”

"Don't be foolish, he hates me now. ”

"You always like to leave no room for nothing, in fact, even if you are still with him, what can you do, it is better than you alone, and the days will be so long in the future, do you always have to fight alone?"

"I didn't want to fall in love in the first place, so it's the best. ”

Yes, the heart that was already inherently grassy, was occasionally put into a Mansha Zhutuo of Huangquan Road, and it was extremely bewitching, she deserted, giving the opportunity for the flower of Huangquan to wreak havoc, and the result?

Let the desert in my heart be more desert and lonely.

Why bother, why bother.

There was nothing in the first place, where to stir up dust.

Tempted?

Of course.

Meng Fanhua has thought about it, but whoever she likes, she will suffer from her lover's broom star, her father, two or three things she likes in her life:

1. Vanity Fair makes money, and the entertainment industry is in the palm of its hand.

Second, the house was demolished, and the three of them fell in love and killed each other.

Unfortunately, she is on the cusp of these two or three things.

She really blames herself, because of her, she has become the target of public criticism in the entertainment industry, Ming Yifan, Li Liluo, Feng Leilei, Chuxin, Lin Ruhua, all of which overwhelmed her.

Ming Yifan is indeed greedy because of her, and has become insatiable, tending to be inflammatory, and out of control.

In this way, the news broke out recently, and he enjoyed it.

Since separating from Meng Fanhua, Yu Ji has restrained his resources a lot, so he had to choose the little rich second-generation actress in this circle, for the so-called career future, but this current girlfriend is always because of the lace news with traffic, and it doesn't seem to bring him much exposure, until this Boss Yu's operation, he is half the protagonist, although it is not glorious, so that he earns enough traffic.

No matter how cold Meng Fanhua is and how painful Lin Ruhua is, Ming Yifan always interprets the actor's self-cultivation in front of the public, sometimes expressing a few words, sometimes like a victim, and releasing Chen sesame rotten grain to attract attention.

"Something!"

Hehe's scolding is also ugly, Meng Fanhua and Hehe are in the hotel, looking at the snow in the imperial capital at the moment, and the white wine in her hand is cold and fragrant.

"You still drink hard for a toothache?"

"Drink some and sleep well. Hehe, this is your first time seeing snow, right? Sorry, your first time in the north caught you off guard. ”

"From the moment I left the airport, I was curious, but I didn't expect that the snow was not too cold. ”

"It's not cold when it snows, it's cold after snow. The north is very dry, you can see your little face is peeling, let's go back tomorrow. ”

"If you don't want to go back, we can fight him again. ”

"The fight still has to continue, but it doesn't have to be here, it's not good for me to use my fists and kicks under his nose, besides, Lin Ruhua will kill Yu Ji tomorrow, before he comes, I have to go." ”

"No...... Farewell?"

Meng Fanhua didn't speak, yes, farewell.

There's no need for it, just let him think that I'm using him, there's nothing to say goodbye to.

"The little girl's eyes are too poisonous, and you can see through them. ”

has been with her for so many years, as soon as Meng Fanhua made a move, He He knew if there was any, and the moment he came out of his house in Z City, everything was already doomed.

"Before I go, though, I have to see someone again. ”