Huang Ruirui cried more and more, if Huo Jingwei really wanted to give her all the good things, how touched she was at the beginning, how unbearable she is now, what is she in the love between Huo Jingwei and Meiling? is really just a pitiful stand-in who appeared in Huo Jingwei's life, just to replace Meiling and make his heart peaceful.

All the past things are in my heart, and they all seem to confirm that she is just Meiling's stand-in, Huo Jingwei completely regards her as Meiling's stand-in, his unprincipled concession, and his best to tolerate her, just treat her as Meiling.

He doesn't love her at all, he loves only Meiling.

This realization made Huang Ruirui's heart-rending scream, and the screams echoed in the cemetery in the evening for a long time, miserable and miserable.

This is more painful for her to bear than empathy, don't fall in love, and find a new love.

Empathize with other loves, marry a new love, no matter how unbearable it is, at least she once loved, but what is a stand-in, from beginning to end, Huo Jingwei has never loved her.

She lay down in front of the tombstone, crying sadly, her shoulders shaking violently with the crying, like a helpless child, losing what she cared about the most, and there was no way to do it except cry.

Ma Xiaoyun didn't care about her anymore, she just squatted in front of the tombstone, rubbing the tombstone carefully.

Huang Ruirui was sad and sad, I don't know how long she cried, and then, she didn't care about Ma Xiaoyun, left the cemetery alone, and hailed a taxi.

She was going to Villa No. 18 Longshan Avenue, and she wanted to ask Huo Jingwei in person if she had ever loved her.

No matter how pure and tragic the love between Huo Jingwei and Meiling is, he should never be a victim of their tragic love story.

Huang Ruirui, whose face was full of tears and dirt, surprised Wu's mother, she opened the door and called out hesitantly: "Miss Huang......"

In her heart, she had a little worry, in the past few days, Miss Huang had not come to the villa, and the young master's feelings were also all kinds of depression and irritability.

She decided that there must be a problem between the two, but what could she help as a subordinate.

"What about Huo Jingwei." Huang Ruirui asked Wu's mother, and when she asked this, she was a little weak, like a balloon, all the essence and spirit were emptied, and only the empty skin was left.

"The young master hasn't come back yet...... Miss Huang, I'll pour you a cup of hot tea......" Wu's mother said quickly.

"No need...... I'll go upstairs and wait for him......" Huang Ruirui said, and went straight upstairs.

Watching her swaying on the stairs, Wu's mother's heart was raised in her throat, I was really afraid that she would accidentally step on the air and fall down the stairs.

Fortunately, there was no danger, and Huang Ruirui still walked up the long dozens of stairs, but just a few steps, it seemed to take a lot of effort.

She rested against the wall, but found that the study upstairs seemed to be hidden, and she pushed open the door and walked in.

On the desk in the study, there is a yellowed photograph of a young girl in a white dress, leaning against the edge of the pool, her hand playing with her hair in her ear, smiling with a little shyness and sweetness.

Maybe looking at this photo in the past, Huang Ruirui would ask Huo Jingwei with a smile, why did he think that PS a photo of himself came out, and he was so nostalgic.

But now, she understands that this is not herself, this is just the woman named Meiling, the woman Huo Jingwei loves.

Maybe this is what Huo Jingwei took when he took her to play at home back then.

Huang Ruirui looked at the photo, and tears fell silently again.

In other people's love stories, I'm just a stand-in.

She is such a woman with emotional cleanliness, but the so-called love, the so-called lover, after revealing the truth, is so unbearable.

I don't know how long she sat in the study, it was already pitch black, she just took the photo and quietly shed tears.

With a "click", the light in the study turned on, and Huang Ruirui, who had been sitting and crying in the dark, was so stabbed by the strong light that she couldn't open her eyes.

Huo Jingwei obviously just came back, and he was still dressed in a black suit and had never changed yet.

Seeing that the door of the study was ajar, he walked over and reached out and pressed the switch.

In front of the desk, there was a woman sitting quietly, dressed in white and with black hair, looking down at something, and in an instant, Huo Jingwei's heart pinched: "Meiling, is it you?" ”

Many years ago, on Meiling's seventeenth birthday, he invited her to play at home, and she sat in front of the desk like this, quietly looking at the photos of his home.

Huang Ruirui listened to the sound of "Meiling", the pain like ten thousand arrows shooting her heart, sure enough, in Huo Jingwei's heart, what she never forgot was Meiling.

She wiped the tears from her face, forcibly turned around, and faced Huo Jingwei: "I'm sorry, Mr. Huo, I've disappointed you, I'm not Meiling, please see clearly, I'm Huang Ruirui." ”

When she said this, although she looked at Huo Jingwei with a forced smile, the pain in her heart made her just want to cry.

Huo Jingwei settled down, and what was in front of him was Huang Ruirui.

Damn, these days, why is it easy to see Meiling's face in front of you? He closed his eyes slightly before asking in a deep voice, "Why are you here?" ”

He had confessed earlier, his study, there were many confidential texts, and he asked Huang Ruirui not to enter, and Huang Ruirui also obeyed this, and did not set foot in this study at all, but unexpectedly, she actually came in.

Huang Ruirui was still smiling, but her smile was poignant: "Yes, your secret, your mind is all here, of course I can't come in." ”

Speaking of this, she raised the photo in her hand: "You're just afraid that I will see this photo, I'm afraid that I won't be able to pretend to be a fake, right?" ”

Huo Jingwei's gaze followed her gesture and moved to her hand, and he clearly knew that the photo in Huang Ruirui's hand was Meiling's.

"Who told you to flip through her picture?" He was angry and angry, and asked out, that was the only memorial left to him by Meiling, he had always cherished and cherished it, Huang Ruirui actually wanted to flip it around.

This rude question, Huang Ruirui's tears were forced to slide down again, because he pushed Ma Xiaoyun during the day, he reprimanded himself in front of so many people, and now, for the sake of a photo, he is so rude to himself again, this is the first time Huang Ruirui has met Huo Jingwei for so long.

Originally, I wanted to ask him, has he ever loved himself, has he always used himself as a stand-in, and he has never loved him at all? But now, Huang Ruirui feels that there is no need to ask this, in his eyes, Meiling's friends are more important than her, and even a photo of Meiling is more important than her.

All the humiliation, all the repression, all the unwillingness, all the pain...... All hit her heart, swelled rapidly, but she couldn't find an outlet to pour, her chest, bursting pain, she pressed her chest, and looked at Huo Jingwei with grief and indignation.

"Give me the picture." Seeing that she was excited, Huo Jingwei took a step forward.

"Photo...... Photo ......" Huang Ruirui was furious, raised the photo in her hand, and tore it in half: "Huo Jingwei, hold your woman's photo and make your spring and autumn dreams......"

Unexpectedly, she actually tore up the photo, Huo Jingwei stepped forward in three steps and two steps, stretched out his hand and wanted to grab the photo, but it was already a step too late, as Huang Ruirui's hand was raised, the photos that were torn into countless pieces were scattered one after another, like broken butterfly fragments, falling to the ground.

"You ......" Huo Jingwei was so sad and sad that it was the only thing left of Meiling, the photos he had treasured for more than ten years were actually torn up by Huang Ruirui.

He red-eyed, watching the broken photo fall to the ground, on the photo of the broken dream, Meiling's face was torn off most of it, and the appearance of Meiling's tragic death in memory came to his heart again, and the blood at that time was also stained with most of her face, only such a small half of her face, with a painful whiteness.

"Slap-" A crisp slap sounded, and after the sound, Huang Ruirui's tear-stained face quickly appeared with five finger marks.

It was the heartbroken Huo Jingwei, who was angry and lost his mind, and gave her a slap.

After this slap, not only Huo Jingwei was stunned, but even Huang Ruirui was stunned.

She covered her face, her face was hot and painful, this slap, Huo Jingwei didn't want to think about it, just gave it to the past, how could it be compared to the small fights between the two of them.

It's just that no matter how painful it is, it can't beat heartache.

Maybe it was too painful, but Huang Ruirui became numb, and the tears that were originally raging on her face quietly stopped.

"Very good, Huo Jingwei, thank you for this slap, which knocked away the little illusion I had left." She covered her face and said this sentence to Huo Jingwei word by word.

Go to his sister's love, go to his sister's favor, go to his sister's qiē, this is the only man who has beaten her again since her father Huang Conggui.

With that, she opened the door and galloped away.

It would be a great humiliation for her not to stay here any longer, even for another minute.

"Miss Huang......" Wu's mother, who was walking on the lawn outside, shouted. But Huang Ruirui didn't look back, opened the iron door and walked away.

Mother Wu was stunned, hurriedly entered the house, and went upstairs, she had to tell Huo Jingwei.

In the study, Huo Jingwei squatted on the ground, picking up the fragments of photos one by one, his movements were slow, as if he was moving Meiling's body, a little heavier and a little lighter, Meiling would die in his hands again.

Meiling had already passed in his arms once, how could he make her miserable again.

"Young master, Miss Huang ran out just now...... Mother Wu whispered at the door, she was worried, it was so late, Longshan Avenue was in the suburbs again, Huang Ruirui would have any accidents if a girl ran out like this.

"Let her ......" Huo Jingwei roared in grief, he had already picked up all the photos, stood up, gently placed them on the desk, and slowly struggled.