"No, let's not talk about it, you just know each other, so do you know what went wrong between them?"

"I don't know. But I know they're arguing very badly, and this time your brother will be missing, probably because of this!"

"Where's Sister Ran, can you find her?"

"Of course, she works right across from our company. ”

"Okay, take me to her tomorrow!"

"She won't see me!" Su Han was sure of Ran Ruoye's current attitude.

"It's okay, I'll go to the company with you tomorrow. I must know what happened between them!"

Su Han handed her a glass of water and did not speak.

"Brother Su Han, don't worry!" she took a sip of water!

Ran Ruoye looked at the interface of the mobile phone, and once sent a text message to Zuo Ziyi every night.

She really couldn't figure out why it all turned out to be a hoax.

Could it be that he writes about the so-called wealthy tycoon, who is accustomed to eating delicious food, and occasionally wants to taste some wild vegetables, and he is very unfortunate to have that side dish.

But every time he played on the spot, he did too much in this scene, and his relatives and friends around him all went out together.

Ran Ruoye recalled the recording: "How could I like a dirt bun. I told you that you don't have to worry about my business, you just study hard......!

Got it, got it. But my brother has repromised since he was a child, and you promised it!"

This recording, without any background, she guessed when she first heard it when she first met Yun'er, so she thought about the feeling of being extremely frightened, she had been being watched, and then she thought that those people should be monitoring Zuo Ziyi, so she ignored the harm caused by this recording to herself, and cared about Zuo Ziyi.

Thinking about it now, maybe this passage was not said at that time, and in this case, Zuo Yun'er is not so simple.

But the feelings I have felt for so long are not fake.

Is it necessary to conclude on the basis of two dialogues?

But this is what he heard, and it came from his own mouth.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that she was caught in a big whirlpool, and she was dizzy, and she had no idea what was true and what was false.

In the end, she rubbed her temples with tears in her eyes and fell asleep.

Even when she was asleep, she slept very unsteadily, and woke up just after dawn.

The phone didn't charge last night and has turned off automatically. Get up, charge the battery, and go to the window.

Today, she wakes up almost every morning at this time, and she always comes to the window and stands for a while.

Pushing open the window, it was hazy outside, there were no neon signs, no noise from the nightlife, and in the early morning, it was extraordinarily quiet, with the occasional ethereal sound of the bus stop.

Only at this moment did she feel that her heart was truly empty, telling herself, come on, a new day.

After washing up quickly, I tied up my long hair casually, pulled a ball head, took off the apron hanging on the wall, and went into the kitchen.

Ten minutes later, she came out of the kitchen, untied her apron, and rehung it on the wall.

I went back to the bedroom, turned on my phone, and glanced at the time, it wasn't even seven o'clock, and they still had to get up!

I don't know why, I always feel that something happened today, she was very bored and clicked on the only few software on the screen, and then quit, and finally came to the WeChat interface and entered the circle of friends.

Most of them were early morning greetings, and with a swipe of her hand, the page slid quickly, and a photo flashed past her eyes.