Meng Shu didn't want to see two scenes of fighting in one day.

Entertainment news was shown on the TV: "Wei Yan officially admitted the relationship, and the two went to Saipan for a vacation." In the picture, Wei Yan's eyes were overflowing with love, and the two were holding hands in couple clothes, and they did not shy away from the reporter's lens. Meng Shu turned down the volume of the TV and pulled Zhu Chi to sit in the corner.

Her eyes were full of angry girls not far away, standing next to Han Mo angrily. She asked sharply with red eyes, "Why?" she said that I would get married when I graduated!"

Meng Shu drank coffee, and the bonsai blocked their sneaky figures. Zhu Chi couldn't have imagined that an inn that looked ordinary at the beginning would actually have good shows to watch every day. He was a little close to Meng Shu, and the different smells on the two of them were mixed together.

The warm smell of the incense in the goose pear tent in the incense burner is matched with the beginning of autumn. It also softened the squealing voice a little.

Tang Xiaoxiao pulled Han Mo: "What did I do wrong, can't you change it?" Don't break up, I don't want to break up." She likes Han Mo, she is tall and handsome, and she has a small achievement, her career is thriving, and she is quite fond of herself. If she could get married, she would be able to stand out from the university and enter a class that she would not have been able to reach in her lifetime. How could such a man, who used to be obedient to himself, suddenly change sex?

Tang Xiaoxiao couldn't understand it, she originally thought that she had grabbed the key to the future, pie fell from the sky, and this man liked herself. Why is it suddenly cold, will propose to break up. The two of them met by chance on the street, Han Mo was driving at the time, and saw her shopping for small goods with her classmates on the side of the road. He parked the CLS63 on the side of the road and got out of the car to ask her for her phone number.

It's like a fairy tale.

In addition to the faint pain in her heart, there is hatred. Why would he empathize?

"Why?" she stood still.

Han Mo's eyes did not have the tenderness of the past, and he asked in a low voice, "I'm sorry for delaying your youth for a year." How much money you need, I compensate you. ”

Meng Shu raised his eyebrows, held back a smile, and whispered: "This is not a romance novel, only a bridge in the text of the domineering president." I'm not ashamed to say it. ”

Zhu Chi was stunned, "What is a romance novel." ”

"Modern scripts are certainly much better than the old plays you've seen before. Emotional entanglements, grievances and grievances of wealthy families......" Meng Shu said, but his ears listened to the conversation between the two word for word.

Tang Xiaoxiao took a deep breath and looked at him aggrievedly, a little worried: "Are you in love with someone else?"

"It's not. Before Meng Shu could speak, he directly denied it, "You are a treasure man, not everyone thinks it is radiant, sister." At the end, Meng Shu said coldly and silently.

Although Tang Xiaoxiao and Han Mo have been together for a year, their aesthetics have not improved at all. Although he uses high-end luxury, he paints cheap Korean-style makeup, and his eyeshadow is red, as if he has been slapped in the face. The smell of perfume on my body is a little pungent, and I feel like I have sprayed all the perfume in my home. Floral and fruity aromas mixed with oriental spicy notes.

Although she is young, she is dressed old-fashioned. I really don't know how Han Mo fell in love with her, so Meng Shu just called out: "Sister." ”

Tang Xiaoxiao glared at Meng Shu angrily and cursed. Han Mo raised her eyebrows, and she suddenly felt that she had lost her words. The petite and cute character that was originally operated in front of men slowly cracked.

Han Mo originally liked her, superficially speaking, it was just because of that face, and then slowly accepted her whimsical, unrealistic words, her desire for money, fame and fortune, and the flaws of her fiery and arrogant personality. Just when he met Tingting's beautiful Shuanglang, he felt that he was very wrong.

Zhu Chi looked at Tang Xiaoxiao, looked at him from head to toe several times, and then leaned into Meng Shu's ear and whispered, "Look, Shuanglang and Tang Xiaoxiao don't look alike?"

Meng Shu was just about to refute the sentence "How is it possible", but he took a closer look, but found that it was really very similar. If she doesn't speak, wipes off the strange highlights and makeup on her face, and replaces the lace dress on her body, then she will look like Shuanglang. Although the temperament is different, it is really, exactly the same.

She glanced sideways at Zhu Chi in surprise, and said to herself, "No." ”

Zhu Chi grinned, "The book is not so exciting." ”

Tang Xiaoxiao's questioning continued, and Shuanglang was drawing design drawings on the roof of the building. I heard the noise downstairs, and I wanted to walk down curiously.

Meng Shu hurriedly beckoned her and asked her to come to him.

Who knew that as soon as Shuang Lang came down, Han Mo and Tang Xiaoxiao's eyes followed the past.

"Why are you!" Tang Xiaoxiao shouted. Shuang Lang was also taken aback by this sound, she hurriedly walked over, took Tang Xiaoxiao's hand and greeted: "Why are you here?"

"Sister!" she called again. It's just that her expression changed from surprise to fright, disappointment. Even Meng Shu read it from behind her eyes with beautiful contacts - hatred.

What she knew, she always knew.

Han Mo was so desperate for herself because of her face, not that she was young and beautiful, and Tang Xiaoxiao was not afraid of getting old.

She flipped through a lot of fine brushwork on his bookshelf. There is no name for the payment, and the time has extended from the Guangxu period to the present. In the painting, there is only one woman, a face that is very similar to himself.

Smiled quietly.

It's just that this calm appearance pierced her eyes, a little ironic.

Later, she recognises herself with her long-lost sister, and she is happy, but she discovers a terrifying fact. The person on the painting is no different from Shuanglang from temperament to demeanor. originally wanted to share the joy with Han Mo, but he had to give up. The excuse was that the personalities were incompatible and they quarreled.

But fortunately, Shuanglang works in Shanghai, and she is in Beijing.

It's just that now the three of them are standing in the same room, and the atmosphere is weird.

Tang Xiaoxiao lowered her head and said, "I know." ”

She knew that she couldn't fight her sister at this time, and she was like a fake. She had other calculations in her heart, and turned around to leave. But Shuanglang stopped, "What's wrong, why did you cry just now?Who bullied you?" Although I haven't seen you for a long time, she will shush and ask for warmth every once in a while, after all, for this sister, she is full of regret and remorse in her heart.

Transferred from Shanghai to Beijing for a long time, before revealing it to his sister, he met here, it was really fate.

Shuang Lang smiled, "I'm going to be in charge of the courtyard design here, and I'll invite you to dinner in the evening." Don't be in such a hurry, we haven't seen each other for a long time. ”

Tang Xiaoxiao didn't know how to say a thousand words, the little abacus in her heart was calculating, and she was ready to use all the palace fighting passages in those third-rate novels.

Han Mo interjected: "I'll please." ”

Shuanglang was a little puzzled, Tang Xiaoxiao added: "He's my friend, let him invite." Saying that, he hugged his sister and did it elsewhere, looking like a deep sister.

It's just that Meng Shu looked at the back and felt faintly uneasy.