"Han Qi, I like you!" Song Jing's voice softened, with a sadness and powerlessness that even he didn't notice. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Han Qi looked at the slightly decadent man in front of her, the corners of her mouth hooked up a pale and weak arc, the alcohol had now completely eroded her brain, she shook her head and muttered, "You're not him, you're not." She shook off his hand and staggered to her feet on her high heels, "I don't like you anymore, I don't like ........ Why should I like you........"

Han Qi raised her hand to wipe the tears from her face, she got up and strolled, staggering forward.

The whole world has suddenly become a cold winter, and I want to echo it in my heart, but I can't get rid of it, bye bye love, bye bye love, before, before, those happiness, it's just me, alone in the stubborn life........

Song Jing took a deep breath to calm his anger, and then hurried to catch up with the wayward woman, pulled her into his arms, gritted his teeth, and wrapped the drunk woman in his coat, did she want to die, just drunk and staggering in the driveway!

What he didn't know was that after tonight, he would never see such a real and somewhat wayward Han Qi again, she had put herself in a hard shell, and he would never be able to enter again.

Han Qi, who was hugged by him, opened his eyes and looked at him in a daze for a long time, and suddenly laughed, "Song Jing? Then he shoved him away, staggered at him and said loudly, "I don't love you anymore, I won't love you again, no!" ”

As she spoke, she suddenly cried, regardless of her image, even a little hysterical, "Why did you do this to me?" Why? Can't you let go of that woman? After saying this, she seemed to have exhausted all her strength, so she staggered back two steps, and then slowly squatted down, holding her face in her hands and whimpering, "You go, you go, I don't want to see you again!" She indulged herself in this way, desperately venting her broken emotions, in fact, she knew very well in her heart that in the future, she would never have such unscrupulous years again.

Song Jing looked at Han Qi's heart-rending appearance, and in his heart, he didn't know what kind of taste it was, and his slightly outstretched hand hung down weakly, he had no reason to excuse himself, what could he do to keep her? He tugged at the corners of his mouth.

Han Qi squatted on the ground, his nails digging into his palms, and his joints were white, but he still bit his lip and refused to let the tears flow. He gave her a hug in distress, and his eyes were a little sour. Her gaze went from Song Jing's slender fingertips all the way up, along the cufflinks of his delicate suit, to the arms wrapped in his well-tailored suit, until she met his calm and waveless dark eyes, which faded away from the uninhibited and ......... pure, some are the wisdom of a man when he is strategizing, but he like this, such Song Jing, is really no longer the Song Xiaojing he used to be.........

Qingyan picked up the girl in her arms, carefully wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, she looked at the man who was stunned there, "Maybe, this time, you have really changed ........"

Song Jing looked at the two people who were drifting away, still standing in place, never moving. Raising his hand, he covered his face, silent, his tense bones revealing his grief. But overnight, they went from being a couple to becoming strangers.

In life, there is a compulsory lesson called giving up.

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After soaking in cold water for a long time, Han Qi walked out with his hair wet, his whole body was frightening, and his lips trembled unconsciously.

Whispering frowned and draped the blanket over her shoulders, "Are you crazy?!" ”

"Yan Yan ........" Han Qi shrunk into Qingyan's arms, absorbing the few hot breaths, "I want to leave." "I can't let go of my feelings because I touched love.

"Have you really figured it out?" looked at her reluctantly, the corners of his mouth pursed into a beautiful arc, and his jaw tightened.

"Hmm." Han Qi smiled, this smile was pale and transparent, but with a determination that could not be ignored, "I should learn and let go." "There is a word called "things are people. There is a kind of pain, called the vicissitudes of life, which is talking about them now. Leaving is to not burden yourself or others. "I've already booked my ticket for tomorrow morning." Han Qi looked straight at Qingyan, and a trace of relief flowed from his eyes, "Yanyan, I hope that next time I come back, it won't be like this, you want to be happy." ”

"We all want to be happy." Covering his mouth softly, he cried bitterly.

"Well, I didn't cry." Han Qi gently wiped away her tears, "Don't send me tomorrow, when I don't want to leave, I'm still crying." ”

"I'm not going back tonight." Lightly hugged Han Qi childishly, this is the first best friend in her life, a real best friend, "You haven't seen Xiao Baozi yet, you clearly said that you want to be my son's godmother!" Nasty, talking doesn't count! ”

"Don't worry, I'll be back soon." Just forget about him. Han Qi was in tears, the corners of her eyes were full of sourness, she was really cowardly, for the sake of a man, she was willing to let go of the most important relatives and friends in her life.

The two of them leaned quietly on the head of the bed, reminiscing about the past time together, they laughed, cried, and fought together, and the years were gone, and time buried not only memories, but also dead love.

The sky was bright, and there was a hazy blackness, Han Qi hadn't slept all night, looking at her friend with tears stained, she was a little distracted, and the once carefree youth really couldn't go back.

After getting dressed neatly, Han Qi took a deep look at the light words in his sleep, "Yanyan, goodbye." Tears rolled in his eyes.

In the silent aisle, only the sound of suitcases being dragged could be heard.

Song Jing, thank you, thank you for passing by my life.

No one knows who is indispensable in someone's life.

Looking up, a plane bound for Europe streaked across the grey sky, fleeting like a meteor. Song Jing shook his head, extinguished the cigarette butt in his hand, and closed the curtains. (To be continued.) )