Chen Jiajia thought that she would not see Yang Ling, at least she had thought so before, Yang Ling's body, there are her most painful memories, she was once proud and invincible, but in front of him, she was defeated everywhere, but she didn't expect to meet Yang Ling, because Chen Hui's circle of friends has Yang Ling's father.

Therefore, it seemed that she couldn't escape, she walked over slowly, and asked in a strange voice, "You're there too." He turned around, still a colored shirt, a faint refreshing smell of men's perfume on his body, his eyes were always a little sad, and there was a different smell in addition to the squirrel, and when he saw him again, her heart was still irrepressible, like ripples in clear water.

Loving someone is wonderful, or a momentary heartbeat, or just a look, like is wonderful, and fate is also wonderful.

I told myself countless times that this man was in the past, but when I met again, I realized that I couldn't do it at all.

He turned, and after his gaze circled over her, he landed on her face and asked, "Have you drunk?" ”

She shook her head, looked at him and asked, "Why do you say that?" ”

"I'm blushing, I thought you were drunk." He picked up the wine handed by the waiter, shook the goblet, picked it up, and took a sip.

She turned her face to look around, changed the subject and asked, "Why, I don't see you with your girlfriend all the time, what are you doing hiding it!" ”

An indifferent smile appeared on the corner of Yang Ling's mouth, and he lowered his head again and took a sip of red wine, "It's divided." ”

The two words that fell on Chen Jiajia's ears were like a hammer hitting her eardrums.

Chen Jiajia looked at him mockingly, and sat on the high chair next to him, "Why, at the beginning, I didn't let you separate when I did that, why, without me, you were divided, it's really weird." ”

Yang Ling smiled, "Yes, it's really weird." He looked up at her.

Yang Ling invited her to go out for a walk, she didn't refuse, of course, her heart was eager to stay with him for a while.

His car is black, the neon lights at night shine on the glass of his car, his car is driving very slowly, as if there is no purpose, in fact, sitting in the car, their communication has become even rarer, Chen Jiajia saw the charm in his car, similar to something like Ping'anfu, when he reached out to touch it, he saw Yang Ling's head slightly deflected.

Chen Jiajia lowered her head and touched her wrist, and said with a smile, "Every time I touch it, I think of you." ”

This sentence, she felt that she was hypocritical, and it seemed that she deliberately said it to the man in front of her, and when she touched the scar, she could still remember that she had been crazy about him like that, and the bright red color still appeared in front of her.

Yang Ling didn't speak, just lit a cigarette silently, and then stopped the car, when Chen Jiajia got out of the car, she saw the lawn by the lake, Yang Ling took her hand, and walked along the lawn, she could feel Yang Ling's fingers rubbing the scar on her wrist.

Sitting on the grass and looking at the sky, Yang Ling lit a cigarette and smoked, and did not speak on the side, Chen Jiajia looked at the stars in the sky and asked with a smile, "College students like to be poor and romantic, it seems that your girlfriend has taught you a lot." ”

Gradually, the two began to chat, Chen Jiajia talked about the first time they met, Yang Ling turned his face, and saw Chen Jiajia's mouth with a smile, it seemed that the memories were very sweet, he looked down and saw the hand she put behind him, covering his own very lightly, Chen Jiajia was a little restrained, when Yang Ling pulled her hand, she felt that her face was hot, "Jiajia, have I kissed you?" ”

Chen Jiajia was slightly stunned, turned around, and looked at Yang Ling, his kiss fell so inadvertently, with a slight taste of red wine.

He smiled, looked at her stunned expression, and chuckled, "Jiajia, before this, I never kissed you, you brutally squeezed into my life, making it difficult for me to accept, I don't like you at all, just full of rejection, your love is a kind of torture for me, but, at this time, it seems that I changed my angle, before, the time when we met was not right." ”

Chen Jiajia looked at his side face, a little sadness appeared on his face, the past days were like a passing cloud, the smoke was over, but I just remembered its original taste.

"Before this, you kissed me, you forgot about it," Chen Jiajia said lightly.

Indeed, Yang Ling kissed her.

When her strong trilogy was in full swing, she was lying in the bathtub, her face was pale, she squinted her eyes and watched Yang Ling come in panting, the corners of her mouth were very far-fetched, Qin Ling picked her up who was immersed in the bathtub, she drooped her wrist that was still bleeding from the wound slightly, and pleaded weakly, "Yang Ling, kiss me." ”

It wasn't until she felt Qin Ling's snort fall on her eyelashes that she closed her eyes with satisfaction.

"Yang Ling, I'm cold." Sitting on the grass at night, her body was chilling, she watched Yang Ling want to take off her gown, she was already one step ahead of him, got into his arms, raised her head, and touched the corner of his mouth.

Qin Ling bowed his head, responded to her, wrapped his hand around her waist, and rubbed her lips and teeth, in his warm embrace, she gradually became hot, her body also warmed up, turned around, hugged Yang Ling's neck, Yang Ling fell on the grass, on the grass, the two kissed passionately.

She was lying in Qin Ling's arms, looking up at the stars, she didn't understand the relationship with Qin Ling, Qin Ling didn't love her, she knew, but now it was so ambiguous, what was the reason.

Chen Jiajia suddenly remembered what was going on in the hospital, raised her head and asked, "Qin Ling, if I get pregnant, will you be happy?" ”

He sat up suddenly, and said with a faint smile, "Will it?" It's not my child. ”

Chen Jiajia looked at Qin Ling, he lit a cigarette again, through the smoke, his eyes were bright, he smoked a mouthful, looking at him, her tears suddenly fell, even now, his heart is still another woman, even if others are in front of you, his heart is not there, after all, she is still abandoned.

He stood up indifferently, the phone beeped, he walked over to answer the phone, standing not far from her, she curled up to look at him, her expression was full of sadness, and suddenly remembered what Dong Wenwen replied when she went to the hospital to see Dong Wenwen that day.

"Article, do you think I'm old and don't love me?"

Dong Wenwen smiled miserably and said, "I have never loved you, because you have never loved me." ”

She smiled disdainfully, carried her small bag, stepped out of the hospital ward, and in the corridor of the ward, when she saw Sula, she opened her mouth and said, "Don't think you do this, Dong Wenwen doesn't know what your real purpose is?" ”。

Sura's expression was faint, her gaze did not fall on her, and she walked towards the ward.

She suddenly realized how big she was and how she didn't learn to love people. R1152