Lin Xia also came to cry with me.

When she cried like this, all the thoughts I wanted to confide in her were gone.

After crying for a while, Lin Xia began to explain to me why she was crying. And this reason basically shattered the last bit of warmth in my heart.

Lin Xia said: "Zheng Junxi and Lao Tang got along. ”

Zheng Junxi and Lao Tang are getting along, really getting better, it is said that our other roommate Lu Xiaoqi saw Lao Tang go to Zheng Junxi with his own eyes, and analyzed from the conversation between the two of them, these two people have already gone to bed.

Lin Xia cried with me, apologized to me that he shouldn't have let me go to Beijing, and then broke with me about the absurdity of this matter.

And I can't bear to tell Lin Xia that this little yellow finch surnamed Tang persuaded me not long ago not to disturb Zheng Junxi recently and to give him space.

Now I understand that this space is reserved for him to be good with others.

I don't blame Jung Jun-hee at all, he's not my boyfriend, and I have no reason to blame him. Old Tang, forget it, I don't have that mind now.

There is no doubt that the fact that Zheng Junxi and Lao Tang are getting along is a blow to me, but in front of the mess in our family, this blow is much smaller, and after persuading Lin Xia, I didn't even have the heart to cry at all.

I can't cry, I have this wound on my eyelid, and if I cry, it will probably hurt me to death.

I stared at the gauze in the mirror and was depressed, I didn't know if it would leave a scar in the future, and in the two days I went home, my dad asked me how to get it.

My mother's mind is more on Chen Xi, Chen Xi's mind is on the college entrance examination and going abroad, she only went to her school at noon, and in the afternoon she texted me to tell me that the teacher asked me to go again after school.

When I was a child, I was often asked to be a parent, but it was the first time that I was invited to tea as a parent, and Chen Xi's teacher told me that the child cheated on the exam this afternoon.

After picking up Chen Xi out, I scolded her twice, and if I didn't scold, I would really spoil her, but she listened to me scolding silently, and then ran the red light silently, and I was so scared that I pulled her over again.

"Chen Xi, who are you scaring about!" I'm pretty sure that her behavior of running a red light was deliberately done to show me, as a bad sister who has bullied her since she was a child, I know this little trick too well.

But she just looked at me coldly, "I don't know any questions in the exam." ”

I decided to talk to Chen Xi well, so I took her for a walk home, and as I walked, I passed by a law firm, the name is very familiar, which is the law firm where my classmate recommended me to Senior Song's current internship.

Thinking like this, a young man came out of it, about twenty-six or seven.

We walked to take a look, and we had already passed by, but he suddenly turned around and called me, "Are you Chen Xiang?"

If I were already famous, I would think that it was a fan who shouted me on the street, but I wasn't famous other than the gossip headlines, so I guessed who this person was.

"Are you Lawyer Song?"

"Well, yes. Lawyer Song walked up to us, looked at Chen Xi, and asked me, "Is this your sister?"

I nodded and took Chen Xi's hand, "This is Lawyer Song who helped us consult." ”

Chen Xi is usually introverted and doesn't like to talk to strangers, but now she has a relationship with me and completely ignores people.

Lawyer Song smiled and took the initiative to say hello, "Hello Chen Xi." Then he turned to me and asked, "Since we met, why don't we have a meal together?"

I hesitated, he gestured with his eyes, probably trying to help me persuade Chen Xi, I must explain the situation at home when I consult, and he knows and does not approve of my sister's determination to go abroad.

"That's good. I looked at Lawyer Song gratefully.

We went to a restaurant with a small family in Hang Lung, and when I was ordering, I suddenly received a text message from Jiang Hao: Come out to play?

I didn't save Jiang Hao's number, but I knew that this must be him, 110+911 in the middle, and I was impressed by such a forced number once I saw it.

Of course I'm not in the mood to reply to him.

Almost a serving effort, twenty minutes, Jiang Hao sent another text message: My right eyelid is jumping, I haven't replied for so long, are you fooling around behind my back?