An Ge broke free of his hand in annoyance: "I don't understand." ”

"Don't you understand? You tell me you don't understand?" Ning Jiashu took a step back, his eyes narrowed slightly, and there was already a smell of gunpowder in his tone.

An Ge glared at him: "Why do I understand what you said?"

Ning Jiashu's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

His thin lips were pursed tightly, and his eyes seemed to be cold and cold, but he didn't speak.

Seeing his appearance, An Ge's heart couldn't help but tremble, but after thinking about it, she simply gritted her teeth and said the other words together.

"Ning Jiashu, don't think that you once helped my father, I should listen to you everything. You are you, I am me, and you have no right to interfere in my life. ”

"You are you, I am me, and I have no right to interfere in your life?" Ning Jiashu repeated her words in disbelief, laughing angrily, he paused, and said with a slight sneer: "Okay, you said it very well, but An Ge, are you a little too confident? Why do you think I'm going to interfere in your life?"

"I ......" The humiliation of being ridiculed in her previous life mixed with a heavy inferiority complex came to her heart again, her eyes were red, and tears were circling in her eyes.

"Ning Jiashu, I'm not too confident, it's you...... It's you who are overconfident and come to interfere in my life, if you don't want to interfere in my life, why do you have to come forward to point fingers when I quarrel with Han Xiaoya? ”

Do you care if I quarrel or not?

Do you care if I want to play "Red Face"?

Which play do I play in, and who plays the male lead and what does it have to do with you?

Ning Jiashu's lips moved, but he didn't say anything, and his stiff body stood straight.

An Ge's chest was suffocated.

She said again: "Ning Jiashu, I have long wanted to make it clear to you. ”

"Tell me what to clarify?" Ning Jiashu asked her in a cold voice.

An Ge tried his best to say in a calm voice: "I am grateful to you for helping my father heal before, but now I ......"

"Now that your dad is home, he doesn't need me anymore, does he?" Ning Jiashu interrupted her with sarcasm in his tone, and there was even a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Ange: "......"

Looking at the people coming and going around her, she took a deep breath, endured and endured, tried her best to calm her emotions, and actually said with a smile: "Ning Jiashu, please listen to me, I am grateful for the care you took care of our family when you helped my father treat my illness before, but gratitude does not mean that I want me to listen to you everything, nor does it mean that you can interfere in my life." I've never taken those frivolous rumors seriously, and I'm sure you do......" She paused and added, "Still, I'm grateful to you." Okay, I'm done, you don't have to misunderstand me anymore. ”

After she finished speaking, she turned her face and left, without stopping for a moment.

Ning Jiashu stayed there expressionlessly, stunned for a while, before lowering his head and repeating extremely: "Gratitude?"

His eyebrows furrowed, and he closed his eyes helplessly.

……

Ange walked quickly on the road.

It was getting late, and the leaves of the plane trees on both sides of the road had fallen, and only the bare branches swayed in the air.

Only the yellowing of the street lamps cast staggered shadows on the ground.

And her figure is lonely and lonely.

An Ge lowered her head and let the tears roll down her cheeks as she looked at the corners of her shoes and military pants under her feet.

The shadows of the road and street lamps rippled in the water.

Hazy.

She wiped her tears fiercely, trying to see the road in front of her, but found that her tears were like beads with broken threads, rolling down one after another, and she couldn't wipe them clean.

She sniffed in great embarrassment, stood behind a huge plane tree, held on to its trunk, and slowly bent down.

Hurt...... My heart really hurts.

It was the tearing pain that made her feel like she was almost out of breath.

Just a look, just a sarcastic tone, just a little bit of a mocking tone, just a guy who said, "An Ge, are you too confident?"

Yes? Yes.

It is because I am too confident that I will forget the hurts in my previous life, it is because I am too timid and useless that I will not be able to get rid of your shadow in this life, and it is because I covet comfort and convenience that I will accept your help .......

Thinking so, An Ge only felt collapsed.

The confidence and strength that had been built up for so long were completely shattered in an instant, and the trembling body slowly slipped down the tree trunk, and sat in the corner behind the trunk and cried bitterly.

She hated herself for not being angry, why did she forget the pain when she got rid of her scars?

……

……

She hid alone in an unnoticed corner and cried.

Crying about the grievances and trampled self-esteem she had received in her past and present lives, crying about the mediocre and boring days she had lived in her previous life, and hating herself for the hesitation and torture of these days, she was lucky.

After crying for a long, long time, she sat in the corner in a daze, the cold wind dried her tears, blowing on her face, and her skin was dry and tingling.

The wound in my heart will not be mentioned to anyone, and I will not be able to open my mouth.

Those secrets, she thought, no one would believe them even if they said it.

The sky was vast, and it was indeed so lonely, that no one could understand her mood at this moment.

She waited until her emotions were completely calm before she packed up and went back to her dorm.

Quietly in the dormitory, except for Xie Yuhong in her mosquito net, everyone else went to the conference room to participate in political studies.

Xie Yuhong got in touch with her uncle today.

Her uncle's township enterprise is a producer of women's clothing, because he is good at imitating the styles in foreign fashion magazines, so the sales are good, this time I wanted to provide clothing sponsorship to the crew, expand the brand's popularity, but I didn't expect to get the script to see, girls are wearing military uniforms in most cases, and there are few opportunities to show their costumes.

And what made them even more unhappy was that the crew proposed that if they wanted to hang the name of the sponsoring company, they must provide funds, and borrowing a few sets of clothes for the actors to wear would not hang the name of the company at all.

Xie Yuhong's uncle is a contracted company by himself, which is not large in scale and has limited funds, so he originally promised to do good things, but he retreated.

Xie Yuhong was angry and anxious when she heard this, and secretly cursed her uncle again and again that it was useless, she couldn't negotiate with others, and she couldn't bring her the slightest benefit.

She lay on the bed tossing and turning, disheartened, and heard An Ge come back from the water room, stumbling to make the bed.

With a stir in her heart, she quietly lifted the corner of the mosquito net and poked her head out.

Xie Yuhong coughed slightly.

An Ge heard the movement, turned his face to look at her, and raised his eyebrows.

"That ......" Xie Yuhong's tone paused slightly, as if she was muttering how to speak.

is also fighting for this role, it seems a little strange to ask An Ge for news, but she really can't hold back her curiosity, what did Han Xiaolin and An Ge say this afternoon? And how did Han Xiaoya start her nerves.