"Song Su! You were the one who bought the ticket to get on the bus, and you were the one who got off the bus halfway! Why come back now!? ”

"Since you've all disappeared from my world, why do you want to come back!"

"Mingming...... Obviously, I'm going to forget about you......"

"Why ......"

……

In less than a while, Jiang Yunning dropped three bottles of red wine and two bottles of wine.

The floor was full of dazzling glass slag and wine.

At this time, Jiang Yunning was shrinking herself in the corner and crying, one of her hands should have accidentally scratched the glass, leaving a five-centimeter-long wound, the wound was very deep, very hideous, and the blood flowed nonstop.

But she seemed to be unconscious, and her former bright, clean, seductive eyes stared hollowly at the white walls.

Tears kept pouring in.

For a long time, she smiled self-deprecatingly. Wiped away tears.

"I thought my tears had dried up four years ago......"

Decadently makes people can't help but feel distressed......

The next morning, Jiang Yunning came out of the wine storage room.

Went into the bathroom to freshen up.

In order to hide her haggardness, Jiang Yunning specially put on a little blush, put on rose-red lipstick and delicate makeup, and wore a black puff-sleeved gauze skirt, which just covered the wound on her hand.

But even so, it was still difficult to hide her haggardness.

Her wound had already become inflamed and began to suppurate, and Jiang Yunning only dealt with it simply, without even wrapping a bandage.

Because that's the only way she remembers the pain.

"Ning Bao."

Jiang Yunning wanted to ask Ning Bao to make breakfast, but suddenly remembered that Ning Bao was forced to shut down by her last night.

Jiang Yunning sighed, walked to the door with his mobile phone, changed into a pair of black sneakers, and took a hanging black cloth bag.

As soon as I opened the door, a figure came into view.

The hair is slightly messy, a pair of sultry peach blossom eyes are slightly bloodshot, and under the high bridge of the nose are thin lips of water red.

Wearing a pair of black pants and a pair of slightly white-washed sneakers.

At his side was a solid black suitcase.

A male version of the witch queen of the country who is alive.

Looking at it this way, the two of them wear a kind of "couple clothes" charm.

"Ningning ......"

The man's voice is like a spring breeze in February, three points cold, seven points sultry. It is like the sound of a piano, clean, crisp and pleasant.

Jiang Yunning bit her lip miserably, was stunned for more than ten seconds, and replied word by word, and the words were extremely clear.

"Sir, you have the wrong person......

Then the door will be closed.

However, the man had already guessed her thoughts and blocked the door early.

"Song Su ......"

"I'm begging you, let me go, okay......"

Jiang Yunning's hand grasping the doorknob turned pale.

His voice trembled slightly, and his eyes were misty, as if he would drop beans at any moment.

"Ning Ning...... I can't do ......."

Song Su reached out and grabbed her arm to prevent her from leaving.

Jiang Yunning was in pain, and the wound was torn open again......

She shook off Song Su and took her hand. The arm hit the door frame, and the bright red blood slid down the door frame and dripped on the floor, forming a bright cold plum blossom.

It's winter again, and the biting cold wind is in the sleeves, not to mention how exciting it is.

Jiang Yunning gritted his teeth, took a step back, and slammed the door shut.

Bang!

The sound is loud.

In front of the door, Song Su clenched his fists tightly, and his nails almost dug into the flesh.

Behind the door, Jiang Yunning covered her wounds, squatted on the ground, and couldn't cry......

A door, separating two worlds......