Chapter 81: The moonlight is miserable and difficult to explain
I picked up my phone and saw the text message open: "Wei, the house is very clean, I saw the photos, thank you for your care." ”
I was a little flustered and hurriedly replied: "Zhou Chuan's younger brother, Zhou Chuan, you know." ”
Ziyue didn't speak, just looked at me fixedly, his eyes were very cold,
But the more nervous I became, the more I couldn't explain, and I said incoherently: "Me and him, it's just, that ----" I wanted to explain, but I was a little weak. Originally, he was an ordinary friend, do you want to talk about Shao Qi pulling me to a party, talking about Lin Yucheng going crazy, and talking about me borrowing? I really want to tell this string, but his expression is cold and uncertain, such an environment, such an atmosphere, I can't open my mouth. Even if I have the heart to tell this lengthy story, will I have the time and mood to listen to it?
His lips were raised, but his eyes were like blades, and he sneered: "Zhou Chuan's younger brother? If you regret it, you can go now!"
I promised him just now that I was confused, but now I want to just pull up my clothes and leave. It's just that why does the current self not have the determination and persistence I had at the beginning? I want to leave, but I can't speak, and I can't take a step. Looking at his figure seems to relieve the pain, even in the face of his angry appearance, it is better than not seeing him to give me a respite.
It turns out that before I know it, I have sunk myself.
His eyes burned my heart and I was unwilling, it turned out that in his eyes, I had always been a vain woman, and I bit my lip and looked at him stubbornly, "Why should I go?"
He sneered: "The price of insincerity is even greater. With that, he turned around and went out, and when he came back, he had the bank card in his hand, and when he raised his hand, the flames of the lighter rushed up, and the bank card was instantly devoured and deformed. He threw his hand into the ashtray and looked at me, his eyes a little gloomy: "I was worried that you would have a bad time, but now it seems that I underestimated you." “
With that flame, my heart shrank into a ball, and my self-esteem, as he explained it to me, was the result of my good bird choosing a tree to perch on. I wanted to laugh, but looking at him, I only felt cold from the inside out, and I couldn't laugh or cry. Just looked at him fixedly.
He stopped talking, dressed neatly, and threw down the phrase: "I'm going to the venue." And he hurried away.
I sat on the bed in a daze, and the moonlight in the room turned pale in an instant. I don't have room to speak in front of him, do I?
Sitting at the window, watching his car fly out of sight like an arrow from a string, I burst into tears. The most painful thing in the world is not that I stand in front of you, you don't know that I love you, but that you know that you can't, endure the scars, or are reluctant to leave. The flash of the word love startled me, I didn't want to him, I just couldn't let go, maybe my past might be something else, it would never be love. I sat by the window,
The moonlight is cloudy and the night is not over, and the week is lonely and quiet. The cold light on the table was unknown, and I sat alone and lonely.
I had no sleep all night, letting the chill of the cool breeze blow through my bone marrow, watching the night fade little by little, and a ray of sunshine shook me awake. I have to go to work at Zhou Yi today. Day 1. I hurriedly went to wash my face and trotted out. Ziyue is a bit far from the company, but fortunately there is a subway, although it takes 20 minutes to walk to the subway.