Ye Lu, who realized that Wang Jian had deleted her WeChat, and even might have deleted her phone, couldn't care about the mobile phone that fell on the ground, and didn't care about the passers-by on the side of the road, so he squatted on the ground on the spot and cried.

A beautiful, well-dressed and fashionably dressed girl suddenly squatted on the street and cried, needless to say, naturally attracted the curiosity and sympathy of countless people. Some men who were brave and felt that there was a chance even took the initiative to go up and ask the girl what had happened, and if she needed help?

Ye Lu cried for a while, ignoring the men around him who were talking, picked up the mobile phone that fell on the ground, and walked towards the nearby garage. When she came to the garage, found her Audi little red car, and sat in the driver's seat, thinking of the content of Wang Jian's last message and the kind of "From now on, everyone is a passerby" that even her WeChat was deleted, Ye Lu felt like a knife, lying on the steering wheel, and cried again.

She cried for half an hour, and the self-blame, remorse, and sadness in her heart slowly improved.

"No, I have to go to Brother Jian and explain it to him in person - by the way, he shouldn't know about Zhou Xiaohai's death yet. If he knew the real reason why I hadn't answered his phone for the past few days and didn't reply to his messages, he would ...... He'll probably forgive me. Ye Lu, who raised her head, muttered to herself, and confidence and courage quickly returned to her.

So, Ye Lu flipped the makeup mirror on the top of his head, put on makeup on the makeup mirror slightly, covered his reddened eye sockets with eyeshadow, and looked at the delicate face in the mirror that had become radiant and beautiful again, Ye Lu took a deep breath and said to himself:

"In the face of death, what care, anger, grievance...... It's not worth mentioning. Living well, being with the people you like, and living happily together is the most important thing. ”

The death of Zhou Xiaohai, who was almost the same age as her, caused a huge shock to Ye Lu's heart, and for the first time in her life, she began to think about things that she had rarely thought about before, such as life and death, such as the pursuit of a person's life and the meaning of life.

A few minutes later, a determined Leaf Green lit the fire, drove out of the garage, and began to walk towards the familiar place she used to visit almost every day.

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Half an hour later, Ye Lu drove to Nanping.

At this time, it was three o'clock in the afternoon, when the "Jianjian Bun Shop" was not too busy.

She originally wanted to park her little red car directly in front of the "Jianjian Bun Shop", but when she passed by, there was no parking space there.

As a result, Leaf Green had no choice but to park his car in a nearby public underground parking garage.

Ye Lu parked his car in the nearby underground parking garage and walked towards the "Jianjian Bun Shop".

After a road, and cross an overpass, in front of the "Jianjian Bun Shop" is located in the antique street, in the afternoon sunshine, the eye-catching signboard of the bun shop, is already in sight.

Thirty meters, twenty meters, ten meters...... It was getting closer and closer to the steamed bun shop, and for some reason, Ye Lu only felt that his heart was beating faster and faster, as if a small motor was installed in his chest.

At this moment, a tall and beautiful girl wearing a navy blue lady's suit walked out of the bun shop. This girl Ye Lu knows, her name is Lin Xiaoya, a college student at Jiangcheng University of Technology, who works odd jobs in Wang Jian's steamed bun shop.

After seeing Lin Xiaoya, Ye Lu instinctively turned around, trying to avoid Lin Xiaoya's gaze.

She succeeded, and Lin Xiaoya, who was standing on the side of the sidewalk after going out, did not look in the direction she came from, but stood under the landscape tree on the sidewalk, took out her mobile phone, looked at the bottom, and did not leave, as if waiting for someone.

Ye Lu took a deep breath, planning to say hello to Lin Xiaoya first, and by the way, ask about the situation of the other people in the bun shop, who are in the store now, and then indirectly inquire about Wang Jian's news.

She believes that Zeng Jingrong, Wang Jian's cousin Zeng Jingrong, who is very good to her and also helps her match with Wang Jian, will definitely receive her warmly and thoughtfully as usual after seeing her, and then call her cousin to come down to accompany her.

Just when she was about to turn around and walk in the direction where Lin Xiaoya was standing, at this moment, two more people walked out of the store, who also knew her, one of them was Zeng Jingrong, and the other was the person she was desperately eager to see - Wang Jian!

Chlorophyll's breath stagnated, his heart tightened, and in an instant, he felt that his heartbeat was about to stop, and after a second, the heart in the chest cavity was beating at an unprecedented speed.

Instead of stepping forward to greet the three of them, she took a few quick steps and walked into a nearby twenty-hour discount store, walking in without thinking.

Standing between the shelves of the discount store, Ye Lu secretly looked at the three people on the side of the road, and when she saw the three of them converge, she walked towards the bus in front of her, passed the bus stop, and then began to cross the overpass to Shanghai City across the road.

"Where are they going, going home or going out to play?" Ye Lu was curious for a while, thought about it, and secretly followed.

Ye Lu followed the three people in front of him about twenty or thirty meters away, hanging far away, following the three of them to cross the overpass one after the other, and one after the other around a corner intersection in front.

When passing by the corner intersection, Ye Lu quickened his pace, planning to meet the three of them unexpectedly.

However, at this moment, Wang Jian, who was originally walking next to Zeng Jingrong, suddenly circled around, squeezed close to the middle of the two girls who were taller than him, and then sat down and held the arms of the two women.

In this regard, Wang Jian's cousin seemed to be a little angry, pulled out his arm hard, and then turned his head and glared at him fiercely.

But Lin Xiaoya on the other side didn't seem to be moved, just blushing, and seemed to glance at Zeng Jingrong with a little weakness, letting her arm be held by the smiling Wang Jian.

Boom –

It was like being hit by a thunderstorm in the middle of the day, or someone poured a scoop of cold water with ice cubes in the winter, and Leaf Green suddenly froze in place, motionless.

At this moment, she understood everything:

Just when she and her mother went to Thailand to travel and relax, Wang Jian, a boy she didn't break up with the other party, she was disappointed and sad at first, but after seeing the other party's dozen calls and dozens of WeChat, she immediately burst into tears, full of self-blame and remorse, and then drove more than ten kilometers to get back together with the other party, and the boy who was reunited after breaking the mirror has abandoned her old love and has another new love!

Stunned, like a piece of wood, standing in place, Chlorophyte watched the three people in front of him go farther and farther, until they reached Starbucks a hundred meters in front of them, and then entered Starbucks, and the figures of the three disappeared.

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On the streets of Jiangcheng in February, it is a rare sunny day, the blue sky is like washing, the winter oblique shines, shining on the pedestrians' bodies, warm and very comfortable.

However, for Ye Lu at this moment, not only did he not have any warmth, but his heart was cold.

At this time, she had already turned around and began to move forward step by step.

The road is full of pedestrians, some in a hurry, some lazy, slow pace, enjoying the rare sunshine. The sound of horns, the sound of talking, the rustle of the winter breeze through the landscape trees, all kinds of sounds mix together to create a symphony of lively and busy city life.

But all these sounds, all the colors, did not exist in the ears and eyes of Ye Lu at this time.

At this time, she is like a robot that has been wound up, and like a walking corpse without life and thoughts, in this lively street, just walking aimlessly, without any direction......