Christmas, originally He Xue had planned everything, what to eat, what to see, what to do, she had planned. Unexpectedly, Han Min began to lose her temper again, and insisted that Koreans accompany her for the holidays, but Koreans were forced to come and had no choice but to ask He Xue's opinion. If you say it's an inquiry, it's just a notice, okay? He Xue refused the Christmas of the three of them, and ran to Ruan En's house to ask for comfort in a fit of anger, but he didn't ask for this comfort, but was blinded by the happiness of others.

Seeing that Ruan En was still unhappy because Gu Xiliang was not around, she was angry and helpless. The angry thing is that Ruan En doesn't know how to be content, but the helpless thing is why the Koreans don't have the same mind as Gu Xiliang? But when the doorbell rang again, He Xue was dumbfounded.

In that transparent glass box, a man and a woman danced in a small world that seemed to be snowy. She remembers saying to Koreans that she wanted to see snow once, but it doesn't snow in Taipei. At that time, the Koreans also laughed at themselves.

"It's obvious that Ruan En writes novels, why are you more poetic than her. He Xue, do you think you are still young? ”

Since then, nothing like this has been said to bring shame upon oneself. In fact, He Xue occasionally thinks that Koreans are not good to her, and it should be said that when she is involved in Han Min's problems, she is always the weak party, so she often has the illusion that she is not cared about. Or maybe it wasn't her delusion? But the moment he saw the gift, all He Xue's anger disappeared, it turned out that he didn't look down on her wishes, he didn't remember, he was just, not good at expressing it.

He Xue hurriedly ran to the entrance to put on her shoes, ready to go to the Korean immediately, even with her nemesis Han Min, she gritted her teeth and endured it for the sake of the man's good performance tonight. Nguyen sent himself outside the door, got into a taxi and reported the name of the place, and the car roared towards his destination.

The temperature was so low that the driver closed all the windows around him, but he could still hear Christmas songs playing throughout the city. And what is in the taxi is a lonely love song, also about Christmas, but in the hustle and bustle of the whole city, the voice and the lyrics humming out of the mouth seem particularly cold:

I live in a city that never snows. Memories are piled up, cold feelings. Neon lights sweep across the noisy streets, driving happiness far away.

Lover who is alone is most afraid of the holidays. You can only celebrate alone and try to get as drunk as possible. The people I have loved, none of them are by my side, and lonely it accompanies me overnight.

me

y me

y ch

istmas，lo

ely lo

ely ch

istmas, I don't know who to give my blessing to, love is tied in a dead knot by us.

lo

ely lo

ely ch

istmas，me

y me

y ch

istmas, wrote who the card could be sent to, heartbroken like confetti on the street.

Don't answer the phone, don't be anyone, find me locked in my room all night, wild laughter, sound like mourning music.

Tears in the eyes, warm and frozen, watching boring programs on TV, lying on the sofa, turning into unconscious plants.

Who's going to spend this with me, Christmas.

He Xue's mood somehow lowered, the taxi driver was very young, about twenty-one or twelve, and his attitude was friendly. He inadvertently caught a glimpse of the girl's thoughtful expression and immediately turned off the radio.

"I'm sorry, did it remind you of your sadness? This is my favorite male singer, and everyone else calls him by his nickname: Dr. Chan. Because almost all of his songs are directed at people's hearts, turning out the wounds with blood, so when you fall out of love, don't listen to ......"

Hearing someone speak, He Xue reacted, she shook her head, and hugged the box in her arms tighter and tighter. How can it be sad? I'm happy, it's too late.

Taking the elevator upstairs, even the footsteps felt light, He Xue suddenly remembered that the other party might not have gone home yet, so she took out her mobile phone and was about to call to ask, but there was no signal in the elevator, she gave up, and was ready to go back to see if anyone said anything, after all, holding such a behemoth, it was really very obstructive, and her hands were about to sore. The elevator stopped on the 19th floor, He Xue readjusted the posture of the big box in her hand, and walked out of the elevator in a few steps. She lowered her head and was about to touch the key, but found that the door was not locked, and she was a little nervous.

Was it a thief? But it's not right, can that thief be so bold, the hall is obviously full of light.

Slowly pushed the door open a little, and the side face of the Korean appeared in front of He Xue's eyes, and Han Min was also there. It's just that the look of the Korean is a little different from usual, what should I say? Angry? Yes, irritated. He Xue had seen him with such an expression, that is, the last time at the wedding of Gu Xiliang and He Yishu, he and Mobei had a misfire. It's just that she never knew that his cold look would actually be in the moment when he faced Han Min.

Han Min pouted, his face full of unwillingness.

"Brother...... I know you're the best for me, don't you want to be with her, okay? I hate her, and I have a fight with her! ”

No matter how stupid she is, He Xue knows that she is herself in Han Min's mouth, and she suddenly has no intention of pushing the door in, she really wants to hear it, will he give up on her because of Han Min? What is her status in the hearts of Koreans? Curious, curious to know.

Han Yi was a little irritable, went to the kitchen and poured himself a glass of water, and did not promise Han Min anything. Han Min didn't give up, he simply got up from the sofa and followed the man, following in the same direction. The mouths all revolve around the same center: break up with her! Because both of them went to the kitchen, He Xue couldn't see the figure, only the sound of talking. Hearing Han Min keep going on like this, she couldn't help but curse secretly.

"Damn, did I kill your whole family or dig up your family's ancestral grave in my last life?"

The man took an attitude of indifference, but Han Min was even more unrelenting.

"Brother, don't you want to be sensitive? Don't you want me anymore? Then what's the point of me living......"

As soon as the words were finished, tears rolled out. Last time, I also said that I couldn't die, and this time I made the same mistake again. The Korean was completely enraged by the dead word, and finally couldn't stand it and threw the cup on the ground, with a "bang", and grabbed the girl's shoulder and pinched it tightly.

"What do you hate about her, what do you hate about her? I hate that you like Mobei and the person Mobei loves is her? Minmin, when will you mature a bit? You can be bad to everyone in this world, but not her! This is what you owe her, you owe her, know it or not! Remember that car accident? The person you killed was He Xue's parents. You're healed, and the scar forgets the pain, doesn't it? Why are you still so rude and willful! If I knew this was the case, I shouldn't have helped you hide it in the first place! ”

Of course, the Korean is angry, how could he not help her? That's Han Min, the only person who said he wanted to protect himself.

Han Min was shocked in place, her breathing rate increased, and the two were speechless for a while, when suddenly Han Min's gaze passed through Han Min to her back, and her hand was suddenly taken away from the girl's shoulder.

It is said that the memory of a fish is only seven seconds. After seven seconds, it seems to be reborn again, and all the joys, sorrows, joys and anger are thrown away in the past, and they live again. At that moment, He Xue suddenly wished that she was a fish. How good would she be if she was a fish? There are only seven seconds of sadness, only seven seconds of deception, and only seven seconds of the feeling of love, although it is short, but how beautiful, there is no process of quantitative change to qualitative change.

She heard it all, and the Korean knew that he had watched her put her Christmas present, the beautifully wrapped box, on the shelf in the hallway, and as she passed by her, she only glanced at him lightly, and then walked into the bedroom of the two.

The atmosphere in the whole room suddenly became depressed, which was not quite like He Xue's character, and the Korean frowned.

As soon as He Xue entered the bedroom, she opened the drawer of the bedside table, reached to the innermost, and touched the cold thing with her tentacles. She took it out and looked at it, weighing it in her hand, and the silver light shone brightly in the dark room.

The two people in the living room didn't move until He Xue quietly came out of the bedroom, and even closed the door gently. She walked up to Han Min step by step, and unexpectedly gave the other party a smile, her lips and teeth lightly.

"Your brother is right, you have to pay off the debt."

Then a cold touch touched the girl's eyebrows.

The Korean Dingqing couldn't stop convulsing all over his body. The little Laura silver pistol with the bullets in it was a birthday gift from Renault last year, he has always liked these cold things, and he can defend himself, why not? He Xue found it when she was cleaning up the room before, and he also warned her not to touch those things, so as not to hurt herself.

Unexpectedly, at this time, it appeared in front of his eyes in such a way.

Is that really the case? The hard city is not soft, life is not Lin Daiyu, it will not be because of your sadness, and the roses are all over the sky, and there are all kinds of styles.

That beautiful and textured little pistol, in the eyes of everyone at this moment, is only endless cold.

He Xue never knew how to shoot, but often saw it on the TV to be loaded, and then pulled down the handle, which looked like a switch. She is definitely in the mood to think at the moment, fortunately, it is still good to watch more TV, at least there is no knowledge and common sense, and she has watched more TV without common sense.

Putting the cold muzzle of the gun against Han Min's eyebrows, He Xue sneered.

"Don't you hate me? Tell you, I've never liked you. Mobei doesn't love you, that's because he hasn't had a problem with his eyes, don't say that he doesn't love you, it's normal for men all over the world to not love you. You murderer, let's go to hell together! ”

Han Min was stunned in place, not daring to act rashly, the Korean was dripping with cold sweat, and his back was wet and cold. The face, which was originally emotionless, was even more expressionless at the moment. He suddenly raised his eyes and shouted at the door, "Mobei." He Xue's conditioned reflex turned her head, and the Korean pushed Han Min to the door.

After only a second of relief, He Xue rushed to Han Min first, ran to the door, and closed the door with one foot. Turning his head, he found that the Koreans were in front of the gun. He said that even if one day, if he had to exchange his life for Han Min's safety, he would change it.

She looked at the person in front of her in shock, her hands trembling a little, and for a moment, her tone was commanding.

"Fuck off."

The Korean didn't move, holding her gun tightly, and her eyes almost wanted to penetrate her.

"Let her go, my life will be right, fair."

Hearing this, He Xue's eyes turned red uncontrollably, and the teeth of the upper jaw made her lower lip bloodshot, she frowned, frowned again.

"Are you forcing me to make a choice? What if I say no? ”

The man looked at the red on the skin of the other party's mouth, and his heart suddenly twisted, and his heart ached. But he had no choice, he had to do this.

"I'm forcing you to choose. Of course, if I die, you can not let her go, but only if I fall in front of you. ”

The girl slowly moved the small silver pistol back, and suddenly smiled, and she said, "Korean, I will also give you two choices." ”

As soon as these words came out, He Xue immediately moved quickly and turned the gun to his heart.

"I'll give you two choices, do you want her to fall in front of you, or do I want to die in front of you?"