Although Bai Ya is not a hesitant person, she still can't help but let go of her mother-in-law when she is completely separated from Xiao Ruofei and never sees each other again.

What can be afford to put it down, it can only be said by people who are not deeply emotional.

For example, taking the sweet relationship between husband and wife for 20 years, which ruthless woman can cut through the mess quickly and stop thinking about it? What's more, she and Xiao Ruofei no longer see each other, and it is not due to messy cheating and affairs.

…… Irresistible outside factors, your name is bastard.

Woman, your name is the ruthless living lamb.

Bai Ya was lying and sitting crookedly at home, really stuffy, and her chest was blocked with reinforced concrete, which made it difficult for people to gasp.

I simply went to a nearby petty bourgeois café to drink coffee online.

Twenty years ago and twenty years later, the speed of the Internet is really not comparable.

Bai Ya is an anxious child, no matter what web page is opened, the waiting time is very long, in a fit of anger, the computer is dropped, no longer on, just drink coffee in a daze, in a daze for half a night.

I don't have time to take care of work, I just go to work on time and get off work, and I don't put too much energy on it, in other words, I can't change it, and I can't change it, and I am full of lovelorn women.

And in the past few days, she seems to have begun to become forgetful.

One day, I tried very hard to recall the scene when I met Xiao Ruofei for the first time, but I forgot about it.

It's not scary not to be loved, it's scary to be forgotten.

Bai Ya spent all the night in the café these days, and it was not until the dead of night that the café was closed after the café was closed, and she would drag her soulless body home.

It was also in the past few days that someone noticed Bai Ya, a beautiful woman who seemed to be out of love.

The café is furnished with a small amount of bourgeoisie and a lot of atmosphere. Each table has a different design, and when night falls, the chandelier above each table is a different shade of light, and the same characteristic is dimness.

At first glance, it is hazy but not confusing.

If you look closely, it is carefully arranged and the owner is very attentive.

Some have only one chair next to the table, others have five or six chairs, and they vary.

The steps go up and down the steps, and they are staggered.

There was a black piano in the corner, and anyone who wanted to go up and play a tune had to mention it to the boss. Sometimes the piano music is non-stop all night, and sometimes no one plays a song all night, and it is very quiet.

Most of the lonely people come here to kill time, a few people come to the party to drink tea and play poker, there are also some college students, after the dinner before KTV, there is nowhere to go, so they come here to sit for a while, there is a strong smell of books.

A man who accosted Bai Ya, but he didn't belong to any of these categories, was the owner of the café, He Jihua.

He Jihua seems to be a middle-aged man about thirty years old, with a gentle appearance and a little lazy.

Wearing a light blue shirt with sleeves rolled up above the elbows, a shoe, eyes, and a pair of Italian sneakers, he looked as clean as a graduate student or a doctoral student.

Holding a cup of coffee and carrying a chair, he walked to Bai Ya, the supreme treasure on his upper body, "The night is long, and I have no intention of sleeping." Hey, so you are the same, Miss Jingjing. ”

Bai Ya raised her head when she heard the sound and burst into laughter: "Hello, Brother Bao." ”

He finished offering treasures, and was not scolded as a hooligan, so he naturally sat down next to Bai Ya.

"I've seen you alone in a daze for a few nights in a row, what do you think?" He Jihua did not look directly into Bai Ya's eyes, but looked around casually with a pair of eyes, not to let Bai Ya get bored, "Worried about Chinese football? ”

Bai Ya smiled, "I'm jealous and envious of Victoria for Beckham to have another son. ”

He Jihua was not rejected by Bai Ya again, and tonight's small talk was a foregone conclusion, so he began to talk to Bai Ya with a smile about various national affairs but not emotional matters.

This is the habit of He Ji's paintings, an abstract painter, who opened a small café to collect inspiration.

Anyone who sees a story will come to talk to him, and over time, he will set up the story of the lonely person and increase his inspiration.

He is funny, Bai Ya is boring, and the conversation is very pleasant.

Xiao Ruofei asked the driver to take him to Lai'an this night, which was the night when He Jihua and Bai Ya talked and laughed.

When Xiao Ruofei was sent downstairs by the driver, the crescent moon hung high, reflecting half of the sky, but it did not reflect the window of Bai Ya's house.

"Sir, it's eleven o'clock, do I need to take you to the hotel now?"

Xiao Ruofei took out a few large tickets from his wallet and handed them to the driver, "It's hard work, you take a taxi to the hotel to rest, and wait for me to notify you tomorrow morning." ”

The driver took the money, sensibly didn't ask anything, opened the door and got out of the car.

After the driver left, Xiao Ruofei got out of the car, leaned on the side of the car, and looked up at the room with the lights off.

A few minutes later, Xiao Ruofei opened the car window, took out a box of cigarettes from it, lit it, and continued to look up.

The scarlet dots of light flickered on and off at night, caught in the hand, and pieces of soot fell to the ground until a short cigarette butt remained, which was thrown to the ground and then crushed by the toes.

Another cigarette was lit and sandwiched between his upper and lower lips, Xiao Ruofei took a deep breath and continued to watch.

As for the reason...... After determining that Yun Tong's life would not be in danger, Bai Ya suddenly occupied his entire brain, and it was difficult to feel at ease without looking at her.

I don't know how long it took, Xiao Ruofei had already surrounded a circle of cigarette butts under his feet, and finally raised his feet and walked into the apartment door.

A few seconds later, however, he retreated.

Standing under the door, looking up at the window, imagining that she was asleep.

In the end, I still didn't go upstairs to knock on her door...... Or maybe it's because the identity doesn't allow it.

Reversing, leaving, walking slowly in the dark aimlessly, Xiao Ruofei suddenly remembered Bai Ya's words, for her, he gave up the officialdom that he had been working frantically since he was twenty years old.

If all the qiē were true, how much love would he have to give up for her?

The streets are long, as if they are an endless journey, emptying his mind, putting his ambitions on hold for a while, and feeling the tranquility that he has never felt before.

A coffee shop that was operating flashed in the afterglow, and after Xiao Ruofei drove forward for more than ten meters, he suddenly stepped on the brakes sharply.

After a while, it fell backwards more than ten meters at a rapid pace.

Stop in front of a half-lit café.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes burst with inexplicable anger.

The person by the window is Bai Ya? And who is the person next to her?!