"Yaoyao—"

Jiang Jingying looked at me, and when she wanted to speak, I looked up at her and smiled: "Let's go."

"Fu Yao!"

Han Mo suddenly chased after me, he reached out and dragged me, but unlike many times before, this time his strength was obviously much lighter.

I don't know if it was my delusion, but I noticed that his hand seemed to be shaking unsteadily.

He looked down at me, and the light that walked up was a warm yellow, and it fell on his face a little colder.

I raised my hand to pull away his hand that was on my wrist, and walked to Jiang Jingying's side with my leg: "Han Shao, I have finished what I should say, in the future, I hope it will not happen again, throwing me into the river."

Han Mo's face stiffened slightly, and his gaze at me was a little less cold, but still a little sharp.

After speaking, I glanced at Jiang Jingying.

She looked at me, nodded, and then took me by the arm and turned around and led me away.

As soon as I walked to the door of the hotel, I saw Han Qing.

In fact, I don't understand what Han Qing likes about me, after so many years, he has grown from an ignorant and young teenager to a mature and handsome man today, and the only thing is that he is childish and unwilling to let go of me.

He had a cigarette in his hand and had already smoked more than half of it.

Originally, he lowered his head, leaning against the door frame, not knowing what he was looking at, very seriously.

I saw him from a distance, and the side of his face was smoked by the smoke of the cigarette, and there was an inexplicable sense of decadence.

It's a pity that I'm twenty-six years old this year, and I'm no longer a sixteen-year-old girl.

He only extinguished the cigarette when he saw me, and after a pause in his gaze on me, he looked at Jiang Jingying beside me.

In fact, I don't know what else I can say between Han Qing, the relationship between me and him is much simpler than that between me and Han Mo, and it has never started, so there is no need to say anything at all.

But he was very stubborn, looking at me, with a little pleading: "Fu Yao, I want to say a few words to you."

I actually wanted to refuse, but Jiang Jingying suddenly clapped my hands, turned her head sideways and said to me with a smile: "The car is outside, I'll wait for you in the car."

I was stunned for a moment, not understanding what Jiang Jingying meant.

But before I could speak, she lifted her leg and walked away.

I can't open my mouth to call her, because I don't know what to call her.

She is not like Jiang Feiyi, I can just open my mouth and call his name.

Whether it was at the beginning or until now, I am very conflicted with Jiang Jingying, she is very good to me, but there is a thorn in my heart that stabs me, I don't know how to face it at all, because it is uncomfortable to touch it.

Jiang Jingying had already pulled the car door and got into the car, leaving me and Han Qing standing at the door of the hotel.

The cold wind kept blowing, even though I was wearing a down jacket, but because I was only wearing a bridesmaid dress inside, it was not very close-fitting, and the wind blew and made me shiver.

"Fu Yao, I'm different from Han Mo."

I didn't expect Han Qing to say to me like this, which made me have to re-examine Han Qing in front of me.

But he looked at me, and the expression in his eyes was very sincere, just as it had been at the beginning.

I frowned and pursed my lips, and thought for a while before speaking, "I'm sorry, Han Qing."

It's useless to say anything except sorry.

"I just want you to give me a chance, even if it's just a chance to get close to you."

His voice was so low and pleading that he almost fell to his knees.

I suddenly remembered Su Zheyuan, the boy I liked the most purely, but now, I heard that he and Jiang Lili are ready to get married.

He has become a popular male singer, and Jiang Lili has also become an actor, a singer, and an actor. It's really well deserved.

I don't like him anymore, but I occasionally think of such a person, reminding me that I once had such pure and unwanted feelings.

It's like Han Qing today.

But obviously, in this world, the most powerless thing is feelings.

I gave up at the time, so I was the only one who felt uncomfortable.

Now, I have to repeat what I did to Su Zheyuan back then, resolutely and cruelly rejecting this young man who once said that he would let me wait for him for four years: "I'm sorry, Han Qing, I don't want to have any contact with anyone in your Han family."

It's cruel, it's unfair.

But that's really what I thought.

My life is very good now, and the only question that bothers and embarrasses me is whether I want to admit the Jiang family or not.

In fact, time is a good thing, and at the end of the day, you will find that any problem is not a problem in front of it.

Han Qing's face turned pale when he looked at me, I had never seen him so depressed, but I couldn't even reach out to him as a hug as encouragement.

I could only lift my legs and leave, one step at a time, never looking back.

"Fu Yao, if I cut off all relations with the Han family, you will give me a chance back."

As soon as my hand pulled the handlebar of the car door, in addition to Han Qing's voice, there was also the sound of Han Mo's hurried footsteps behind me.

However, he suddenly stopped, probably hearing Han Qing's words.

The shoe grazed the floor, and the sound was a little harsh.

I didn't look back, I couldn't see their expressions clearly, I just knew that my hands were shaking.

Seven years ago, Su Zheyuan wanted to offend Han Mo desperately for me; Seven years later, Han Qing wanted to give up everything he deserved for me.

I don't know what kind of virtue I can get so much favor from them.

And reality is always cruel, it is not.

It's one thing to be moved, it's another to be receiving.

I didn't look back, just looked down at the down jacket in front of me, and said word by word: "No, Han Qing didn't have any chance four years ago, and four years later, you won't have any chance."

I never wanted to say such a thing, but today I had to force myself to say such cruel words.

As soon as the words fell, I opened the door and sat in the car.

Jiang Jingying looked up at the driver in front of her and said two words lightly: "Drive."

The car started slowly, and I didn't look up, just looked ahead.

My eyes were very hot, but my hands and feet were cold.

The back of my hand suddenly warmed, and I looked down at Jiang Jingying's hand covering my cold hand: "Yaoyao, we will always support your decision."

She didn't have any books, and that's what she said.

I looked sideways at her, and all I felt was something in my throat, and it hurt so badly that it hurt me.

But I didn't cry out at all, when I was twenty-one or twelve years old, I was always easily forced into hysteria by Han Mo, but now, so uncomfortable, I found that the tears couldn't come out.

It turns out that sometimes, tears also recognize people.

The first conflict between Xue Jiaying and Jiang Feiyi after they got married was their honeymoon, and Jiang Feiyi insisted that Xue Jiaying and him go on a tour of Europe for a month. But the show I recorded half a month ago aired its first episode a few days ago, and I heard that the audience's attention to me is quite high, so Xue Jiaying wanted to take advantage of this craze to quickly pick up some related programs that could be exposed, so Xue Jiaying didn't think about the honeymoon at all.

Jiang Feiyi's personality will not quarrel with Xue Jiaying at all, and Xue Jiaying will not quarrel with him, but these two people are old, and the way of conflict is particularly funny.

Because Xue Jiaying was in conflict with Jiang Feiyi, I had to accompany Xue Jiaying to do nothing in the company until ** o'clock in the evening, and then go to have supper together, and then go back to Jiang's house.

I was caught between these two people, and in the end, I really couldn't stand these two people using me as a microphone, so I discussed with Lin Zhaofeng, and planned to get Xue Jiaying drunk and let the two of them fight at the head of the bed and forget it.

But Xue Jiaying's alcohol consumption is unfathomable, and Lin Zhaofeng and I plan to take turns.

It is estimated that Xue Jiaying is also very blocked in her heart during this time, in fact, the three of us are very blocked in our hearts, but compared to Lin Zhaofeng and Xue Jiaying, obviously I am a little more blocked.

Lin Zhaofeng had a little situation with his girlfriend, that is, Lin Zhaofeng wanted to take her back to meet her parents, but his girlfriend was unwilling, so the two of them had a cold war.

It's all cold war, I'm the only single dog, there is no battle, only I am uncomfortable with myself.

Originally, I was going to get Xue Jiaying drunk, but the three of us drank as if we were dying, and in the end, Jiang Feiyi came and forcibly carried Xue Jiaying, who was not drunk, back, and Lin Zhaofeng's girlfriend also took people away.

I was left alone in the box where I was still bustling with cups just now, and I was left alone in the box.

There was a mess of wine bottles on the table, we had just patronized and drunk, and the wine kept screaming and screaming, and I only now found out that just the three of us actually drank four dozen wines.

I was very dizzy, my stomach was also very swollen, and I wanted to go to the toilet, but I couldn't stand up as soon as I stood up.

"Miss Fu, do you want to go back?"

It is estimated that Jiang Feiyi ordered people to look at me, and even if he has a little conscience, he knows that it is easy to get into trouble when he is drunk.

I was actually quite conscious, and I knew what the person was talking about, but my eyes kept shaking, my head was very heavy, and I couldn't speak very neatly: "I think—think, what do you think?"

I don't know if I'm drunk, I remember what I wanted to do one second, and I forgot about it one second.

"Does Miss Fu want to go to the bathroom?"

The waiter reminded me, and I remembered that my bladder was about to burst, so I quickly nodded: "Yes, yes, where is the bathroom?"

"Miss Fu, shall I send you there?"

"No, you don't! I can go myself! ”

Even if I'm drunk, I can still go to the bathroom!