When the two arrived at the dormitory, only Song Xiaoyun was there, and it was relatively deserted. Yizhen said hello to Song Xiaoyun, and when she saw her this time, she was more beautiful than she had in her impression. A white rose was clustered in the mink coat, and it looked much whiter. Of course, it also has to do with external hardware.

Liang Xi looked at Song Xiaoyun for a moment, and asked without any further growth: "Do you have a new boyfriend again?" Song Xiaoyun ignored it, and just asked Yizhen: "Are you leaving today?"

Yizhen touched Liang Xi and said, "Don't go." I'm going to have a meal together in the evening. Are you leaving?"

Song Xiaoyun smiled and nodded, but didn't say who to talk to. Yizhen guesses that she is also with her boyfriend, her family situation is relatively mediocre, and she will not dress in such a high-profile manner.

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"After the Lantern Festival, the weather is even colder. Xiang Yirou took Kangcheng's arm, "Did you say it would snow today?"

After all these days, he never mentioned seeing his parents again. Xiang Yirou guessed that it should be because she refused too categorically last time, which made him resist this matter in his heart. Originally, she wanted to deal with this, but now she was anxious.

I wanted to tear my face with Xiang Zhou, but she said that she would not marry Zhang Hua's animal. Bacheng was also beaten by him, so it was better to simply say that she was going to marry Kangcheng. But Cannes hasn't mentioned seeing her parents recently, so how can she be good?

Kangcheng pursed his lips slightly. There was silence again. Xiang Yirou touched his arm: "Why don't you speak? What's wrong with you these days? ”

Kang Cheng snorted a few times, he was actually minding the events of that day. When I go back and turn over and over, I always feel uncomfortable.

If it's a natural combination, then it's okay, but she is so anxious to pull her white face, the more he thinks about it, the more he thinks it's a conspiracy. If it's not a conspiracy, it's a matter of habitual style. He even thought of a word, promiscuity.

This thing is like a barb in my heart. It pained him deeply. Even when his family asked about his girlfriend, they kept silent.

"Kangcheng?" Xiang Yirou shook his hand in front of his eyes, "What about you, what's wrong with you these days?"

Kangcheng looked up, looked at her a little harshly, lowered his head again, and sighed deeply.

"What's going on?" Xiang Yirou felt very uneasy, suspecting that he was going to break up with her. Tears poured out.

Kang Cheng came back to his senses, hurriedly took a tissue to wipe her tears, and only spit out a sentence after a while, "How many people did you talk to before you met me?"

These words are also within the possibility that Xiang Yirou predicted. After all, his anomaly had something to do with it. But she didn't want to believe that Cannes really cared about this. It turned out that he didn't love her that much.

She was a little disappointed, "Do you think I'm the kind of person who is very casual?"

The misfortune of the original family needs to be healed, and this is what catalyzes love. Cannes also tried to understand, but for this reason, he thought, the more he longed, the easier it was to get lost. He couldn't accept it.

The two of them need to have a good talk. There have been a few times in history, and the second time is an ellipsis, and most women will insist that there is only one time like true love. The next unknown is the fear of injury, and the loss of everything. but

As for her erratic behavior that day, she was telling the truth. Her father wanted to marry her to Zhang Hua, the bad accountant, and she was asking for help from him, expressing her pain like him.

"I really don't want you to listen to those things about our family. Those quick cuts and constantly shameful things. Xiang Yirou covered his face, extremely painful: "If you can't accept it, then let's forget it." You will find better ones. It's that I don't deserve it. ”

Kang Cheng was slightly stunned when he heard this, lowered his eyes and did not speak. Although he was a little unacceptable, he still chose to believe her. Because he himself tends to believe in this so-called truth. He always thought that he and her were driven by fate to reunite.

The little girl in the memory of the clouds and the accident is not understood. With a pair of dark eyes embedded in his face, his eyes bent into crescents when he smiled, and his fluffy ponytail shuffled golden in the sun, this scene had been lurking in his mind for more than ten years. After more than ten years, who can guarantee that they will not make mistakes?

Xiang Yirou passed by, and her heart was almost desperate. Unexpectedly, Kang Cheng suddenly grabbed her wrist and sighed slightly: "I can understand you." ”

Xiang Yirou was slightly stunned, only to feel like a daydream, "What did you say?"

"I said, I can understand you. Kang Cheng took a deep breath and took her hand: "Let's not talk about the past again." Just let it pass. ”

Xiang Yirou wiped her tears and smiled: "Thank you, I'm really glad that I didn't love the wrong person." ”

"Then you can come to my house tomorrow. He smiled and wiped tears from the corners of her eyes, "My parents have wanted to see you for a long time. Come over tomorrow and have a good meal together. ”

Xiang Yirou cried and laughed at the same time, and said yes in a loud voice. When I brought it home to meet my parents, I naturally rushed to get married. Naturally, she should also bring Kangcheng home, but how can Xiang Zhou and Ren Yiyu be entrusted to them? Will they agree?

Thinking of this, his brow tightened. Xiang Zhou has Ren Yuyu to deal with, Ren Yuyu is her mother anyway, she should be able to understand her. As long as Ren Yuyu is done, Xiang Zhou's side will naturally be a matter of course.

Thinking like this, the road ahead is smooth. She couldn't help but smile.

It was the first time that Xiang Yirou was so desperate to go home. The journey home is extraordinarily long.

The moonlight perched coldly on the stones on the side of the road, and from a distance, the road seemed to be paved with a layer of fine powder. The door was pushed open with a "squeak". Xiang Yirou gently closed the door, and the stiletto heel knocked on the ground, crisp, very beautiful.

There was a pile of melon seed danders in the living room. Jiang Qianqian was not in the living room, Cheng's mother was hanging on Erlang's legs, and Ning Ningjiao was leaning on the sofa. The sound of the TV is a bit high. She grunted from time to time, and there was a choked laugh in her throat.

"Are you deaf?" Xiang Yirou stretched out her hand and turned off the TV, she really hated this woman to death. resisted the cheekiness that couldn't be cut by the three axes, and ate and drank at Xiang's house all day long. The light is a pot of fire, and the darkness is a knife. But if Xiang Zhou is not there, he will make his home a miasma.

Ren Yiyu came down from upstairs, and when he saw Xiang Yirou, his face was full of clouds: "I haven't been home for a few days, where did I go to drill sand?"

Cheng's mother also relied on Jiang Qianqian to dare to take people's little softness, and called Qian Ma and Zhang Yun at home. Occasionally, he colluded with Jiang Qianqian to give Ren Yiyu an anger, and saw that Ren Yuyu always sent Zhang Yun to do things, and he also showed off his might to grab people to call. Zhang Yun is unlucky, she can hide if she can.

As soon as the mother was singled, she was in disgrace. Now I see Ren Yuyu standing quite high, and he slips back into the room like a little hen, like an iron bucket with the door closed.

Qian's mother snorted: "Running into such a dead prostitute, it's really upside down." While scolding, he took a broom to sweep the floor.

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