Chapter 189: A Song of Love

Yu Xi heard Su Linxi's insults, and his face couldn't help but become more and more ugly. Gritting his teeth, he said, "Su Linxi, don't give you a shame." Don't think I don't know. You seduced Jun Qingran at Yuying's funeral. I didn't have the heart to take care of Jun Qingran at that time. Unexpectedly, you took advantage of the loophole. I don't have the consciousness of being a junior. I really don't know what's wrong with your tutor! Dirty talk. I'm ashamed to have your kind of comrade. Between you and Jun Qingran, I have already withdrawn. What else do you want. I posted on Weibo just to explain this matter and announce my breakup with Jun Qingran. This is already my biggest concession. However, you have turned black and white upside down, slandered and insulted me. I don't want to scold you for anything. Because I don't want a dog to bite me, I'm going to bite a dog too. Too dirty. ”

Su Linxi couldn't help but be angry. You, you, you, you have been for a long time, and you haven't said a word except for you. It's not light! After all, a person who was scolded as a dog in a roundabout way, but he couldn't refute it. The depression and anger in his heart are naturally self-evident!

"Yu Xi, my woman is not something you can bully casually like this." Jun Qingran's voice sounded coldly at this time. It's like giving Yu Xi a slap in the face.

Yu Xi couldn't help but smile bitterly. Oh, yes! She Su Linxi is Jun Qingran's real girlfriend, and she is just his ex-girlfriend. How can you call her a junior! She...... Now what is the identity to talk to Su Linxi. Jun Qingran's ex-girlfriend? Hehe...... It's ridiculous! She...... In his eyes, it is nothing.

Tears rolled downward. Yu Xi stubbornly held back her crying and wiped away her tears with her hands. "I bless you...... I'll send you a song in advance...... As a wedding present for you. This song will appear on my album "Love...... Just to bury my lost youth. This song is called "Spring Mud". ”

didn't need any accompaniment, Yu Xi sang directly. The words of the sky fell in a chaotic manner

You and I are silent and do not respond

Take your hand, but you cry and your eyes are red

The journey is long and endless

I want to raise the courage to take good care of you

I don't want you to be wronged, I'm willing to suffer."

Why does she want to cry more and more when she sings...... She is telling this matter from a man's point of view - love...... things. Since he didn't love her, she had nothing but bless them.

"Those painful memories fall in the soil of spring

Nourishes the earth and blooms the next flowering season

In the wind, your tears drip down your memories

Let's call it cherishing."

Why does the more she sings, the more her heart hurts. It was like it was torn. Her heart was broken...... It's not that intact anymore. Why...... She's going to fall in love with him...... Why......

"The fog cleared, and everything finally became clear

Love and pain become memories

Forget the past, flowers bloom in the sky

The wait has come to an end

I will raise the courage to take good care of you

I don't want you to be wronged, I'm willing to suffer."

She loved him...... She needs to forget about the relationship. Because, she knows, this relationship is just pain. Since it's a pain, it's better to forget about it. A new day will come. Why hang yourself from a tree with a crooked neck!

"Those painful memories fall in the soil of spring

Nourishes the earth and blooms the next flowering season

Your tears in the wind are dripping down in your memories

Let's call it cherishing."

In that case, it should be remembered...... Rabindranath Tagore once said, "If life deceives you, don't be sad, don't be anxious!" "Since Jun Qingran deceived her, why should she be sad, why should she be anxious! It's just that the relatives are painful, and the enemies are fast.

Rabindranath Tagore also said, "The heart always yearns for the future; Now it is often melancholy: everything is instantaneous, everything will go back to the past; And what has passed will become a cordial nostalgia. ”