Zhu Suiyun stood under the dim street lamp, looking at the girl sitting on the side of the road with her long eyelashes hanging slightly, pursing her red lips, and her fair and indifferent face couldn't see her emotions clearly.

Suddenly, Zhu Shasha said at the dining table: Jinjin is a girl, girls will definitely be so sad that they cry when they encounter this kind of thing, if they accidentally can't think about it, suicide will be troublesome!

After a long time, the young man took a step forward hesitantly, opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he still didn't say anything, and after a while, he came to his senses and realized what he wanted to do, and a trace of chagrin flashed on his face.

He was still trying to comfort her.

This woman did not deserve his sympathy at all.

He deserves this fate.

He does not fall into the ground, which is already the greatest kindness.

Otherwise, with his retributive character, she would have been in this villa area a long time ago.

He felt that he was really bored to come here, probably more because he wanted to see this woman's depressed appearance, but now that he saw it, he felt really boring, pulled his lips, turned around indifferently and left, without looking back.

Song Jin felt that she was really fucking unlucky today.

The sand ran into her eyes, and she couldn't get it out, so she could only rub it desperately with her eyes closed, so forget it, I don't know if she happened to be sitting in the tuyere, the wind here simply didn't stop, and she sniffed hard, and her hair was blown messy.

She felt a man pass in front of her, but she didn't know who it was, probably a passer-by who had come out for a walk, and she didn't pay much attention, but the man walked a few steps, and somehow, came back slowly, stood in front of her, stopped, and began to walk forward again, and after a few steps, he retreated.

It's just neurotic.

As soon as this idea fell, I heard a familiar indifferent voice above my head, as if I was a little dissatisfied with my compromise, and I felt a kind of cold boredom: "Can you stop crying!" It's hard to hear. ”

Song Jin: "??? ”

Song Jin didn't react to whose voice it was for a while, although it was a little familiar, but Zhu Suiyun usually didn't speak at all, and she couldn't remember.

She squinted her eyes and looked up, her vision blurred by the light and tears, and she could barely see a tall, slender figure.

But thinking that I was sitting here for a good time, and being scolded like this by strangers for no reason, I was suddenly dissatisfied, crying, and my voice was muffled and nasal, "I can cry if I want to, it's your business!" It's okay to get out of here, don't bother me! ”

The girl's voice is delicate and ruthless, but unfortunately with a crying and nasal voice, it feels a bit like a soft paper tiger.

The young man's face was ugly when he was choked by her, and when he looked at her, he really wanted to leave, pursed his lips, and said coldly, "You think I want to take care of you?" He sneered, "It's not that Zhu Shasha was afraid that something would happen to you, so she asked me to come to you." ”

With that, the boy turned around and left.

"Huh?"

Yarn? Do you wish Sasa?

Song Jin was excited, and finally remembered who this voice belonged to, her attitude immediately turned 360 degrees, her eyes were full of tears, and she hurriedly got up and grabbed him:

"Brother, big brother, I was wrong! I was really wrong! Don't go! My eyes are in the sand, my hands are still dirty, you can help me, I have been here for a long time, the sand has not come out, and my eyes feel like they are about to go blind. ”

After speaking, she sniffed again and complained, "And the wind here is so strong, my snot keeps flowing, and I can't stop it, by the way, do you have tissues with you?" ”

Zhu Suiyun:""

(End of chapter)