Chapter Twenty-Eight: It's Just a Kiss Goodbye
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One thing may happen by chance, so many coincidences together, is it also accidental? She is not a fool, she is not a puppet at the mercy of others, and she will no longer believe those cleverly deceitful love words!
"Leisurely, I can swear, there really is no relationship between us, don't you misunderstand, okay?"
Ye Qingfan looked a little at a loss, and the questioning voice was like a needle piercing his heart, especially when he saw the aggrieved appearance of the beloved woman in front of him, he regretted it even more. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ ο½ο½ο½ο½
"Mr. Ye is joking, what did I misunderstand, why should I misunderstand, there is no relationship between you and me for a long time, we have all found our own belonging, and we still hope to respect ourselves."
The heart hurts, but the proud self-esteem does not allow her to admit defeat, not allowed to surrender, in the world of love, the first person to bow his head must be a complete loss!
"In your heart, have you always thought like this, between you and me, there should be no more intersection, you have a fiancΓ© who spoils you like your life, maybe you have left me behind, but do you know how long it will take me to forget you?"
Do you know how much my heart hurt on the day of your engagement......
"Ye Qingfan! I hate you to death! Why do you want to treat me like this, it's obvious that you liked me first, it was you who wanted to pester me, it was you who announced me to the public, but why couldn't I let go in the end......"
Song Youran, whose face was full of tears, cried bitterly, and after shouting to him heartbreakingly, he squatted on the ground fragily, wailing like a wounded little beast, and the sound of whimpering made people feel sad.
Ye Qingfan's heart was full of regret, if he could do it all over again, he just wanted to love happily, the emaciated figure curled up together, so lonely, lonely......
"Leisurely, I'm sorry, but what you don't know is that when you can't let go of me, my heart can't fill anyone for a long time. I have never forgotten you, I have always loved you, I think of you, even in my dreams! β
The emotion finally collapsed at this moment, he no longer cared about the opinions of the outside world, no longer wanted to know what others said, he just wanted to possess and love the woman in front of him.
Song Youran howled and cried in his arms, for such a long time, that kind of grievance, that kind of unwillingness, and sadness, all fell with tears.
The loving kiss wiped away the tears on her face, Ye Qingfan blamed himself, he always wanted to be a protector, but he didn't expect that all the winds and waves that came later were given to her by him.
"Leisurely, there really isn't any relationship between me and Zhang Yao, and that Ruan Feifei, before you told me, I didn't know what her identity was, in my heart, from beginning to end, there was only your place."
The moment the last tear fell, Song Youran chuckled, I don't know if I should continue to believe the man in front of me, although all this he said has nothing to do with her, but he is a woman, Zhang Yao will definitely not be wrong when he looks at him, that kind of obsession, love and pity, how can she not believe it?
"It's useless to talk about all this now, your explanation, it's too late, I'm already engaged, do you think there will be other possibilities between us?"
If these words had been said earlier, there would have been a possibility of redemption, but now, everything is impossible, everything, there is no chance of redemption, the high profile at the auction, An Jingyu's domineering love, all show his power, how can she be allowed to say no?
Hearing the meaning of those words, Ye Qingfan was very excited, and said with anticipation in his eyes: "Leisurely, there is no absolute thing in the world, what you said is impossible, maybe it's just that you think, if you don't try, how will you know?" β
"I'm tired, I'm really tired, I just want to hold my brush and paint the world, I just want to use my eyes to paint the most beautiful scenery in the world, Ye Qingfan, let me go, let yourself go, about what you said about Zhang Yao being hidden in the snow, I will try my best to help, you go back."
The moment he turned around, the sadness, despair, and reluctance were all displayed, but he was not peeped at by the man behind him.
The sad and helpless smile made the coldness on Ye Qingfan's face like a layer of frost, and his mood fell to the bottom all of a sudden, and the mood of not being able to ask for it was not clearer than at this moment.
Song Youran, why did you pour a basin of cold water on me when I was full of expectations, extinguishing all my hopes?
"Do you really want to be separated from me like that? That kiss just now......"
"That kiss is just the end of the whole between us, this kind of relationship is deformed, how can we continue, we are people on different paths, there shouldn't be any intersection, now, isn't it just right?"
From now on, you take your Yangguan Road, and I cross my single-plank bridge.
"Song Youran, you are so ruthless, you have broken all my expectations, once again let my self-esteem, everything I have, all have nowhere to escape, you let my feelings only be locked in a cage and die alone, okay, I promise you, from now on, there will be no more to do."
If that will make you happy, it will give you everything you want, so why don't I let it go?
"Zhang Yao's matter, if it was really him who did it, I would persuade you, but at the same time, I beg you to do one thing, save the painting I auctioned."
The moment Ye Qingfan looked back, his eyes were so cold that he felt like he was in an ice cellar, and he couldn't move anymore, nodded and turned to leave.
He turned around lightly and walked leisurely step by step with Song on his back. Stepping on the late autumn leaves scattered all over the place. At this time, the only thing that can comfort him is the maple leaf that is sick with him. He couldn't turn back, he didn't dare to turn back. Until the feeling was out of her sight, crouching down to pick up a maple leaf. The falling leaves, the love at the end, like a broken string, no matter how you pick it up, you can't have the original feeling. It's dark, the leaves have fallen, and love has dispersed. Let the bleak autumn wind blow my cold heart. Stand in place, head blank.
Song Youran was alone in the empty office, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at Ye Qingfan, tears fell uncontrollably again, and the sad atmosphere in his body made people can't help but want to hug and comfort. She wanted to chase him downstairs, run to him, hold him tightly, and never let him go. But she can't, all she can do now is deep blessings!
Ye Qingfan, I wish you happiness, although I can't participate in your happiness, I just ask that woman by your side to love you more than me.
Since Ye Qingfan came back from the last time he went out, he has worked hard, and he even refuses to take a break, which is basically the same as he was in the past.
Sitting alone on the treadmill, Ye Qingfan was covered in hot sweat and slowly slid down his muscles, his ears were filled with heavy metal music, and the drink in his hand was unscrewed and drunk, his heart ached.
Song Youran, I thought that in this way, I could forget you, so that everything could be turned into nothing, I didn't even dare to stop, not to let myself have any free time, but your shadow seemed to be seared in my heart.
"Qingfan, what's wrong with you lately? Too tired, right? Why don't you take a vacation and take a break? The agent stepped forward and asked with concern.
"No, I don't."
"Qingfan, why are you torturing yourself like this?"
"Some people, once they meet, look at them for ten thousand years; Some hearts are excited, once they start, they are overwhelmed with water; Some loves, once they are attached, will dry up and rot; Some fates, once intertwined, are inevitable. I'm like this now, if I don't torture myself to death, I can't get out, I can't escape! β
"Leisurely, what's wrong with you, why are you so thoughtful?"
In front of the dining table, there is a medium-rare steak, the moment the knife cuts it, you can also see the blood flowing out, the foie gras is expedited by air today, and the red wine is 82 years old. An Jingyu elegantly cut the foie gras, looked at her who had been absent-minded, and asked with concern.
"Did you do Zhang Yao's thing, why did you do it?"
Song Youran was tired of those routines, those roundabouts, and asked straight to the point.
An Jingyu's hand cutting the steak paused, and then pretended to be casual: "Ye Qingfan is looking for you?" β
"Don't change the subject, did you do this?"
"I did it."
An Jingyu did not deny it, and Dafang's admission made her a little stunned, and her face was a little ugly: "Why do you want to do this? β
"You are my woman, the woman who sarcastically mocks me in front of me, if I let it go, what kind of man is it?"
Shrugging her shoulders, An Jingyu looked a little light, this matter is not a big deal, why is it enough to become her trouble?
"I've never been your woman, and I'm not your property, I don't care what you do, but at least can you not do it in my name, I never asked you to do anything, and even I just want to paint my paintings well, but now, you always say that Ye Qingfan is not really good to me, so, what about you, you really love me?"
Song Youran looked a little excited, he obviously knew himself best, but why did he want to let her be this bad guy under such a banner now?
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