Bai Xiaoju was indeed with Jiang Cheng, looking at Jiang Cheng who was moving on his body, Bai Xiaoju closed his eyes, and there was no pleasure in his heart.

Every past event with Qin Lang spread out like a mist, and the five-dollar red hairpin seemed to shine like a jewel under the sun.

She had put it in her bedroom, in a delicate little wooden box, where her youth, her happiest and happiest times.

Everything has passed, life is not a fairy tale, she is not a princess in a fairy tale, and Qin Lang is not the prince who came on a white horse.

Life is the firewood, rice, oil and salt of reality, and even the classic love story in Lang will lose its original luster in the dilapidated black mud house.

What love needs is a big house, full of sunshine, flowers in the yard, flying butterflies on the flowers, and chirping magpies on the plane trees, instead of squatting under the smoking pot stove and adding firewood to it with a pair of rough hands, the thick smoke that comes out of it is red eyes, and the smell of choking green onions.

Qin Lang couldn't give her such a life, maybe their understanding was a mistake from the beginning, and God was really good at teasing people.

Jiang Cheng was already lying on her belly. At this time, Bai Xiaoju knew that Jiang Cheng was finished, but why didn't she feel that way with Qin Lang, she knew that she had tried her best, wanting to forget about Qin Lang, and wanting to forget everything related to Qin Lang.

"Baby, I love you to death." Jiang Cheng kissed Bai Xiaoju's face.

Bai Xiaoju responded with a hypocritical smile and said, "Husband, I love you too." ”

Jiang Cheng patted her ass with satisfaction and said, "Sleep, I'll take you to buy good things tomorrow." ”

Jiang Cheng lay beside her because of exhaustion, and fell into a deep sleep, still holding her things in his hands.

Bai Xiaoju's eyes widened, looking at this luxurious room, but she didn't feel sleepy at all.

Later, maybe it was two o'clock, maybe it was three o'clock, she fell asleep groggily, but as soon as she fell asleep, she had a dream, dreaming that Jiang Cheng was chasing Qin Lang around with a pistol, Qin Lang was covered in blood, Bai Xiaoju hoped that Qin Lang would tell her, help me, but Qin Lang didn't, just looked at her with a sad gaze.

Jiang Cheng shot, Bai Xiaoju saw the bullet into Qin Lang's eyes, and the moment the blood flowed, Qin Lang scolded Bai Xiaoju, you are a **.

Bai Xiaoju woke up from her dream, the sheets under her body were already soaked, and Jiang Cheng was still asleep, with one leg pressed against her body.

The sun had risen, and the red, golden sunlight shone on the white marble floor, and the red patterns on the marble looked so noble.

Bai Xiaoju pushed Jiang Cheng's thighs away, and Jiang Cheng said in a dream, wife, sleep for a while.

She didn't speak, got up and took a hot bath, feeling a lot refreshed, looking at the mature and plump woman in the mirror, Bai Xiaoju smiled.

Wrapped in ice silk pajamas, Bai Xiaoju walked into the kitchen, heated two cups of milk in the microwave, and fried two eggs.

Everything in the kitchen is bright and dazzling, and there is the shadow of Bai Xiaoju in every kitchenware.

Bai Xiaoju not only remembered the scene of eating cold noodles on the side of the road with Qin Lang, but I don't know why, the two scenes, the two feelings are indeed different.

The place where I should feel happy is not happy at all, on the contrary, I am very nostalgic for the time of squatting on the side of the road and eating a basin of cold noodles.

There was nothing going on in the school, and Bai Xiaoju didn't bother to go out, because she was afraid that once she went out, she would not regret her decision to sit down.

After breakfast, Jiang Cheng went out, Bai Xiaoju nested on the sofa, watched TV, took out his mobile phone and took a look, it was Jiang Cheng who spent more than 10,000 yuan to buy a new mobile phone, and the original dilapidated Nokia finally made her throw away the garbage heap.

There were more than thirty missed calls on the phone, Bai Xiaoju looked through them one by one, thirty-one were from Qin Lang, and one was from Wan Mengmeng.

Bai Xiaoju stood up, and her heart was suddenly confused.

She walked up to the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, looked at the people hurrying back and forth on the street, and called Wan Mengmeng back.

"Bai Xiaoju, where have you been, we are crazy looking for you." Wan Mengmeng's voice was so refreshing and sharp for the first time.

"I'm at Jiangcheng's house." Bai Xiaoju did not hide it.

"You ......" Wan Mengmeng was speechless in some surprise.

"Bai Xiaoju, what's so good about that Jiangcheng, a playboy, I slept with you today, and tomorrow I might be in someone else's bed, don't you know in your heart." Wan Mengmeng asked.

Bai Xiaoju smiled, it wasn't that she didn't know, it was that she no longer had the right to choose.

"He's been nice to me." Bai Xiaoju said.

There was a long pause, and the current on the phone sounded harsh.

"Even if you break up, you should give Qin Lang an explanation." Wan Mengmeng said.

Bai Xiaoju hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay, you tell him, see you in the old place." ”

Hanging up the phone, Bai Xiaoju felt a cold thing fall from the corner of her eye.

She opened the cabinet and looked for suitable clothes in the cabinet like playing the piano with her fingers, these were all things that Qin Lang couldn't give him, a piece of clothing was nearly 10,000 yuan, which was something she couldn't have dreamed of.

Bai Xiaoju found a set of red low-cut floor-length skirts, wore a shawl, and then went downstairs to the Past Cafe.

When Qin Lang was woken up in his sleep by the ringing of the tattered Nokia, he knew that a new day had begun.

"Hello?" Qin Lang spoke weakly.

"Bai Xiaoju wants to see you at the old place." It's the voice of Wanmeng.

Qin Lang jumped from the bed to the ground at once and said, "Really, really." ”

The phone hung up. Qin Lang suddenly became excited, and he felt that there was a bubble of urine that was already choking.

Changing into clothes that he thought he could see people, Qin Lang came to the Past Cafe, which was not too far from the school.

Bai Xiaoju has been waiting for a while, for more than ten days, Bai Xiaoju is already elegant like a princess.

When Qin Lang walked in, Bai Xiaoju was stirring the coffee in the cup with a white almost transparent hand holding an equally white spoon.

The spoon and the cup want to collide and make a tinkling sound, which is particularly nice.

Qin Lang sat opposite Bai Xiaoju, shook Bai Xiaoju's hand at once, and said, "No matter what happens, let's start again." ”

Bai Xiaoju's hand was withdrawn from Qin Lang little by little, and said, "Let's break up." ”

At this time, Jiang Cheng walked in from outside, Bai Xiaoju's face turned red in surprise, she couldn't let Jiang Cheng misunderstand, if she really misunderstood, everything would be over.

Jiang Cheng patted Bai Xiaoju, who was a little frightened, looked at Qin Lang and said, "Brother, you can't eat your own poor food, do you still want to bother her?" ”