The sun disappeared at some point, and when night was about to fall, this lengthy story came to an end, and Mo Wen used a unique juvenile voice with a touch of distress to tell Zhou Qile a story of peace.

Of course, in fact, there are many things about peace, Mo Wen didn't say much detail, selling this thing badly, sometimes you can't go too far, so in fact, about this story, what they focus on is Lan Ying.

On the way here, Ping An told Mo Wen that this time Zhou Qile moved alone, most of which was related to An Jiechang eating the bowl and looking at the pot, and this bowl was Zhou Qile, the pot, if nothing else, it was Lan Ying.

Therefore, mentioning more Lan Ying will only be beneficial and harmless, the enemy of the enemy is a friend, this is eternal in the end, maybe Zhou Qile wanted to deal with Lan Ying, but now he lacks a reasonable reason.

Of course, Ping An didn't let Mo Wen deliberately mention Lu Youwei, because they were not sure whether Zhou Qile would really be on their side, and they were even more uncertain whether Zhou Qile would change his mind halfway, and Lu Youwei was actually their biggest and most difficult fish to catch, unless necessary, this kind of thing can only be known to them.

After listening to Mo Wen's story, Zhou Qile felt distressed about Ping An and hated Lan Ying even more.

Not only did her marriage not be happy, but it also indirectly hurt Ping'an's father's life, and erased Shu Hui's youth and reputation for her own interests.

Thinking that she didn't know the truth at the beginning, she also insulted Shu Hui for peace, but now that she thinks about it, she feels more and more that Lan Ying is simply not a thing.

You expose your weakness in front of this person without reservation, not only will she not protect you well, but will stick a knife in your weakness, which is the most chilling.

No wonder Ping An is so haggard today, even if you are already disappointed in someone, you still can't help but feel heartache when you see that he is still hurting you, such as her and An Jiechang.

In fact, she didn't expect him for a long time, but when An Jiechang was silent at that time and no longer kept her, her heart still hurt beyond measure, her heart will not die, it will only hurt more and more, even if it looks strong on the surface, it doesn't matter, it still hurts, but some people, used to pain, have learned to disguise, so Zhou Qile feels that she understands the feeling of peace.

"I think I don't need to tell you my story carefully, you should be able to guess it. "Probably, continuing to live a bloody life, guarding an impossible person, doing things you don't like to do, becoming like a jealous woman, and wondering every day if this man who returned late is contaminated with the breath of others.

Later, I gradually found that I was less and less like myself, and finally understood that what he didn't like would never become what he liked, and what he liked, no matter what, was what he liked after all.

So he chose to file for divorce in the most insipid way on a night that was not special, ending this already absurd marriage.

Therefore, Sister Qile really feels that all this is just An Jiechang's fault. Or does Sister Qile really think that she can let go, or does Sister Qile think that you don't feel that you have come to this point at all, and you have nothing to do with that person?"

Zhou Qile looked as if she didn't care about anything anymore, but in fact, she probably didn't realize that she wanted to take revenge on Lan Ying, revenge this person for robbing her of her long-standing faith, whether this belief was correct or not.

Zhou Qile lowered his head and didn't speak, but looked at the ground in a daze, Ping An didn't know what she was thinking at the moment, whether she was still thinking about the old relationship or felt that there was no need for it.

In short, Zhou Qile's hesitation was not a good omen for them, and Ping An said: "Sister Qile, they always say that people can't always be stuck in the past and not come out, they have to look to the future, but not everyone can decisively leave the past, I know, you don't want to care about these sad things anymore, but have you thought about it, the more you press it in your heart, the more it will appear inadvertently, and tell you when you think you have forgotten, give up the struggle, there is no past, you are still trapped in that dead end, and you have not come out." ”

Seeing that Zhou Qile seemed to be a little moved, Ping An continued: "I'm not having a good time now, a famous actress, with countless fans, and a lot of money coming in for an advertisement, even if I don't do anything, those who feel guilty about me will still compensate me, why should I give up a comfortable life and come back, even I don't know, if I will fall into that situation again, but I still come back, because I am unwilling." ”

"Sister Qile, are you willing, your years of hard work can't compare to a look from others, a perfunctory word?

In fact, Ping'an's words were secretly changing the concept, but unexpectedly really moved Zhou Qile, raised his head suddenly, Zhou Qile looked at Ping'an resolutely, she said: She is unwilling, she is really unwilling.

"What can we do if we are unwilling, if we don't fight back, we can only be unwilling, we are still the weak who are useless and can only be bullied. ”

"So Sister Qile, you can continue to pretend to be able to let go, or you can continue to live the life you thought would calm down, I came to you, although I wanted your help, but I didn't plan to force you, what you want, it depends on your own wishes. ”

After Ping'an finished speaking, he drank all the water that Zhou Qile handed her, and then called Mo Wen to leave Zhou Qile's house, and said before leaving, "If Sister Qile has any new ideas, and it is related to me, or if Sister Qile needs my help in something, I live on the thirtieth floor, and I will be at home because of my face in the near future, so you can find me, and if I am not there, you can also call." ”

After speaking, Ping An left the private mobile phone number prepared early in the morning on the table, put it on the sofa, and then left with Mo Wen.

The door was gently shut, and Zhou Qile seemed to come back to his senses slightly, looking at the note on the sofa with a phone number written on it, and once again fell into deep thought.

Ping'an took Mo Wen back to the apartment, looked at Mo Wen's child's expression of wanting to speak and stopped, and smiled, "If you have anything you want to ask, just ask, how uncomfortable it is to hold it in your heart." ”