Since then, Zhai Yu has never seen Han Xu again, and occasionally heard about him.

This kind of person, this is a man of the hour.

The melting pot of society has widened the distance between people and made them more layered.

The rich are richer;

After graduating, Xiaoyu entered the railway and became an intern dispatcher, and felt that she would never have any contact with that demon in her life.

But I didn't expect that many years later, they would be in the hospital, still at the door of the gynecology department.

She couldn't help but be a little embarrassed, but he was very natural, like a close friend who hadn't seen him for a long time.

"What's wrong with you?" he looked at Zhai Yu.

"A woman's business. Zhai Yu was also looking at him.

I haven't seen him for many years, and he seems to have changed a lot, not as thin as a bamboo pole like back then, and he also wears shirts and leather shoes, and his hair is cut short.

However, there is still that scumbag smell all over his body.

"You are here ......" Although Xiao Yu didn't want to ask, it was still a little weird to be in this place.

"Oh, accompany someone else to have an abortion!" he didn't care.

Zhai Yu's mind "buzzed", and he didn't know what expression to make.

She turned and ran.

This kind of person, the farther away the better.

Although I haven't seen him for many years, his romantic anecdotes are still spreading, I don't know how many girlfriends he has changed, how many women's bellies have been enlarged, even abroad, he is not idle.

She didn't understand, it was this kind of scum, weishenme and so many women who were not afraid of death, and they rushed to post it one after another.

Zhai Yu waited for the bus, and Han Xu drove a Ferrari sports car parked in front of her.

"Xiaoyu, come up!" he smiled, his facial features completely opened, and he looked better than back then.

Zhai Yu tilted his head, as if he didn't know him.

The bus behind was whistled dissatisfied, he blocked the station, and the bus could not enter.

Xiaoyu took a few steps forward, not wanting to affect the traffic.

He also followed her.

"You'd better give it to your girlfriend!"

Zhai Yu quickened his pace, wanting to get rid of him.

Han Xu intercepted her and lit a cigarette: "What a girlfriend, it's just fun!"

Zhai Yu glared at him angrily, but suddenly felt that even this glance was superfluous.

This kind of person, his shijie you will never understand.

****

"Wouldn't it?" Sword Spirit grimaced, is there anyone in this world who is more unlucky and more trustworthy than himself?

What kind of character does Xiaoyu have? This kind of person can also yujian?

What kind of character is Zhai Yu's classmate? Accompanying a woman to have an abortion, can you be cheeky enough to pursue another?

It's really shijie's big, and there are no surprises.

"But you can't just find a random one just to hide from him?" Xiao Yuan said urgently.

"Then what should I do? I have no other way!" Zhai Yu cried.

Everyone sighed in unison.

People are always like this, they are afraid that they are trying to escape from one trouble and then fall into even greater trouble.

****

On Friday, Xiang Xiaoyuan came to Cheng's house as usual.

It was only six or seven o'clock, but it was already completely dark.

It's been her Zuihou week, and after this week, she won't use it again.

With the disparity between her and Cheng Hao's identities, it is estimated that it is unlikely that they will even meet in the future.

She can finally go back to her shijie and continue to be simple and busy, while he can continue to spend time in his shijie, drunk and dreaming of death.

From then on, the well water did not interfere with the river water.

It's not appropriate to say zaijian, it should be said that there will be no time after that.