Qiao Zimo sat in the car, rolled down the window, smoked a cigarette, stared at the wedding dress in the window, but involuntarily recalled the time in previous years.

Five years ago, he and Xia Lan had just returned from the United States and were driving by here, when the staff of Paris Printemp happened to be changing the model's wedding dress, and they changed into this wedding dress at that time.

At that time, Xia Lan couldn't help but exclaim when she saw this wedding dress: "Wow, the wedding dress is so beautiful, I must wear this wedding dress when I get married in the future!" ”

At that time, he smiled and whispered in her ear: "Okay, just this wedding dress, I will definitely let you wear it, you will be the most beautiful bride!" Then all the women of the city will be envious and jealous of you. ”

She laughed and asked in a joking tone, "Then you mean, you still have a way to get the owner of Printemps not to sell this wedding dress?" ”

He smiled, didn't explain, just said, "You just wait with peace of mind, in short, this wedding dress will be worn on you." ”

Now, five years later, the wedding dress is still in the window, and of course, if he doesn't take it away, as long as Paris Spring doesn't close, then he will always wear it on the model in the window.

But what about the girl he loves? But the girl he loved could never wear this wedding dress again, because she would have to put on a wedding dress for another man tomorrow.

Thinking of this, Qiao Zimo felt that his heart was twitching and aching, he closed his eyes tightly, leaned back on the seat, and could no longer look at the wedding dress in the window.

It wasn't until the cigarette in his hand burned to the end and burned his fingers that he opened his eyes in shock, quickly threw away the cigarette butt, turned his head to look at the Paris spring shop window again, and—

He was almost stunned, staring at the gate of Paris Spring, but he had no thinking ability at all.

Because, at the gate of Paris Spring, the people who were coming out at this time were actually Xia Lan and Zhang Zijun, both of them carrying two shopping bags in their hands, it seemed that they should have bought dresses in Paris Spring.

And both of them had smiles on their faces, Zhang Zijun had a faint smile on his face, while Xia Lan had a happy smile on his face.

Qiao Zimo's eyes stared at the two of them almost without blinking, but Xia Lan and Zhang Zijun only cared about talking while walking, and they didn't even notice him in the car, maybe they didn't even notice his car at all.

Qiao Zimo soon found out that Zhang Zijun and Xia Lan drove a car over, and the two of them stood by the car and talked for a while, and then Zhang Zijun got into the car first, and soon drove the car away.

And Xia Lan waited for Zhang Zijun's car to drive away before pressing the lock, putting a few shopping bags in the tail box, and then walked towards the driver's door, but her high heels stepped on a stone and accidentally broke her foot, almost instinctively, the expression on her face showed a grin, and then squatted down.

"Are you alright? Did you just get bad? A familiar voice and an outstretched hand.

Xia Lan instinctively raised her head, completely ignoring Qiao Zimo's outstretched hand, stood up with her hand on the car door, didn't even look at Qiao Zimo, and replied lightly: "It's okay, it's just a slight kick." ”

The two people, who have not seen each other since signing the divorce agreement, are now suddenly facing each other, and the scene is a little embarrassing for a while, neither of them has spoken again, maybe they don't know what to say.

Xia Lan lifted her foot and shook it gently, and when she felt that it was okay, she reached out to pull the car door, but before the car door was opened, Qiao Zimo suddenly reached out and grabbed her arm, and picked her up and put her on the front of the car.

"I'll check it for you, it's not a trivial matter to get to your feet," after Qiao Zimo finished speaking, the person had already squatted down, and he was about to take off Xia Lan's shoes.

Xia Lan looked coldly at Qiao Zimo who was squatting in front of her, and when his hand was about to take off her high heels, she broke free with a little force, and then kicked Qiao Zimo directly in the face.

Xia Lan knew how much she hated this kick, as if she wanted to completely concentrate all her twenty years of grudges on this kick, she felt that the blood on her body was constantly boiling, and those resentments also gushed out from the deepest part of her body, and then presented in the form of this kick.

Qiao Zimo was caught off guard at all, the whole person fell straight back, and then sat straight on the ground, holding the ground with both hands, and the expression on his face was so embarrassed and embarrassed.

He knew that Xia Lan hated him, but he didn't expect to hate him to this extent, and even if he was so embarrassed, his eyes still looked at her without blinking, as if she was gone in the blink of an eye.

Xia Lan clapped her hands and jumped down from the front of the car, and without even looking at Qiao Zimo, she was about to pull the car door again, but as soon as her hand was on the handle of the door, Qiao Zimo's voice came from behind her.

"Xia Lan, wait a minute."

Xia Lan's hand grasped the handle of the car lock, turned to look at him, and said in an indifferent and detached voice: "Qiao Zimo, what do you want to do?" ”

Qiao Zimo hurriedly got up from the ground, walked to Xia Lan's side in two steps, looked at Xia Lan who was standing there staring at her vigilantly, and hurriedly spoke.

"Xia Lan, don't look at me like this, don't you know my heart for you? Do you need to protect my mom like that? Actually, you need to guard against people, don't I know? ”

Xia Lan just looked at him like that, tilted her head, half loudly, and then laughed, and laughed a little loudly.

Qiao Zimo's lips twitched, and a smile welled up at the corner of his lips, but this smile was more like self-deprecation.

He propped up the front of the car with both hands, the noon sun shone directly on Xia Lan, shining on his handsome face, and his deep black eyes were hitting Xia Lan's face without blinking.

"Xia Lan, no matter what, I won't hurt you, you know this in your heart, how many years we've been together, how much I love you, you also know, how can I really hurt you, there are some things, I really didn't mean to, in my heart, you are the most important woman"

Xia Lan tilted her head slightly, she was obviously just stumbling just now, but why, her eyes were so uncomfortable, as if she had suddenly entered the sand.

Qiao Zimo took out a handkerchief and wanted to help her wipe the moisture from the corners of her eyes, but she instinctively twisted her head away, then reached into the car window and directly pulled out a tissue to wipe it.

Qiao Zimo's hand holding the handkerchief stopped in the air a little embarrassed, looking at Xia Lan like this, his voice was a little hoarse and continued to speak.

"Xia Lan, shall we start again? You give me another chance, just one chance, let's do it again, this time, like Tong Zhenyu and Zhang Zijun, go to other countries, just the two of us, we can still get married, we can live a happy and sweet married life! ”

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