Meng Yue pushed the door in with the papers, only choking and coughing. The entire office was filled with smoke, and Meng Yue frowned tightly and forced a cough. I saw Song Ciyi standing by the window smoking a cigarette.

Meng Yue approached and saw that the extinguished cigarette butts in the ashtray were densely packed. Meng Yue's eyes were anxious for a moment, "Song Ciyi, are you crazy?" You don't want to die? After speaking, he threw the document on the table and snatched the unfinished cigarette in Song Ci's hand.

Song Ciyi let Meng Yue take it away, without a trace of reaction. Chu Xuan came in at this time and saw this scene. Meng Yue's eyes were slightly red, and she looked at Chu Xuan and said, "Chu Xuan, look at him, he won't die!"

Chu Xuan sighed, he understood why Song Ciyi was like this, Chu Xuan patted Meng Yue's shoulder comfortingly: "You go out first, Sister Meng Yue." After speaking, Meng Yue looked at Song Ciyi again with red eyes, took out the medicine from her pocket, and put it on the table. Then turn around and leave.

Chu Xuan sighed, as soon as Song Ci learned yesterday that He Yiyang had been by his side for the past eight years, things were out of control.

Although Song Ciyi doesn't care about it on the surface in the past eight years, he still asks about everything in private. When Song Ciyi learned where An Hao was, Song Ciyi did not go desperately to find her. Chu Xuan didn't understand, and went crazy looking for news about her, but he just stopped at her news.

The thorn is stuck in the flesh, and every time I look at it, even if it hurts, I don't pull it out.

When Chu Xuan learned that He Yiyang had been by Anhao's side for the past eight years, and that Anhao was still working under He Yiyang, he didn't dare to tell Song Ciyi. But Song Ciyi still knew after all. Everything is uncontrollable again, and Song Ciyi seems to be like the young man at the beginning, crazy and violent. Grasping the thorny vines, the blood flowing.

Chu Xuan looked at Song Ci with thin lips pursed, and his eyes were full of bloodshots. Chu Xuan paused and said, "First brother, after so many years, maybe they ......"

"Get out, get out!" As soon as Song Ci heard this, he suddenly roared like a beast that had lost his mind. Chu Xuan swallowed what he was about to say and turned around and went out.

Song Ci gasped, his head as if it was about to crack. Song Ciyi sat down slowly, bitterness spreading in his mouth. Eight years, eight whole years they were together, and he knew what Chu Xuan wanted to say, that was the last thing he wanted to hear. He couldn't stand it, he was enduring it, he was afraid that he would not be able to resist going abroad to catch her and ask for everything.

Late at night, Song Ci woke up, and he dreamed that An walked towards him with a smile, but when he opened his hands, he stabbed a knife into his chest. And she smiled like a flower, turned around and snuggled up to He Yiyang's side. This scene was too real and dazzling, and the pain in his chest really numbed him, so that when he woke up, Song Ci touched his heart, it really hurt.

Song Ci walked to the balcony together, lit a fire, and lit a cigarette. In the dark night, this faint glimmer of fire imprinted Song Ciyi's eyes, but his eyes were even darker than this night.

The smoke was filled, and Song Ci pulled his thin lips and said, "Ann...... Good. These two words, this person, who appeared in her dreams countless times, were his nightmares.

But he would rather sleep than never wake up.

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Chu Xuan watched Meng Yue pour wine cup after glass without stopping, and his head was big.

As soon as she got off work, she received a phone call, and Meng Yue spoke with a crying voice on the phone. When Chu Xuan found Meng Yue, it was this scene, and he couldn't stop it.

When Meng Yue raised her head and drank it again, she exhaled and asked, "Chu Xuan, you tell me the truth, is it because of her?" When Meng Yue asked this, her voice trembled slightly, staring at Chu Xuan deadly. She was desperate to hear it, to hear an answer that might have a glimmer of hope.

Chu Xuan hesitated for a moment and lowered his head, "Yes." ”

Meng Yue's eyelashes trembled when she heard it, and her eyes were sour. In an instant, the wall of her heart collapsed, and she understood. But she just could hope for that possibility. For so many years, she knew that Song Ciyi was out of control, crazy, all his trauma, and his heart disease were all that woman.

She was crazy with jealousy, she hadn't even seen a woman, but she lost a mess. She desperately squeezed into Song Ciyi's life, but what she got was politeness, eight years of politeness. And a little bit of news about that woman, Song Ciyi threw away that damn politeness.

Meng Yue clutched the wine glass tightly, and her bones turned white. She was really sad, she was so sad that she was suffocating, she hated Song Ciyi's infatuation, but she loved his infatuation.

Chu Xuan watched Meng Yue crying while holding the wine glass, completely ignoring any image, and his shoulders trembled from crying.

Chu Xuan stroked Meng Yue's shoulder and said slowly: "Sister Meng Yue, I have known Brother Yi for almost thirteen years, he is paranoid like a madman, I have never seen such a forbearant person. It's been so many years, look at the way Brother Yi looks now, really, Sister Meng Yue, some things ......"

Chu Xuan couldn't bear to continue. Meng Yue was out of breath crying, she understood everything Chu Xuan said, she understood everything. But she couldn't do it, for eight years, she obediently stayed by Song Ciyi's side, wholeheartedly for him, afraid that she would leave, so she tried her best to play the role of a friend and never crossed the line.

She didn't dare, she understood Song Ciyi's character, she was afraid of showing a little bit of her feet, and she couldn't even be a friend. She thought that as long as the time was long enough, she was willing to wait, and Song Ciyi would have her place in her heart sooner or later...... She was really unwilling......

I don't know when, and I don't know how long it has been. Chu Xuan looked at Meng Yue, who was lying on the table and was still delirious with tears on his face, and sighed. Chu Xuan took off his coat, draped it on Meng Yue's body, and slowly helped Meng Yue up.

When Meng Yue woke up, she had a splitting headache. Meng Yue slowed down, a nausea feeling surged up, and Meng Yue stumbled into the bathroom. After vomiting, Meng Yue saw herself in the mirror. His eyes were crying like walnuts, and his face was a little swollen because he had drunk all night, and his throat was hot and painful.

Meng Yue took a hot bath, dried her hair, and was still dressed carefully. When he arrived at the company, Chu Xuan was stunned when he saw Meng Yue, "Why are you here, I have asked for leave for you." Are you alright? ”

Meng Yue tugged at the corners of her mouth: "What can I do, I'll go and get busy first." Meng Yue stepped on her high heels and left.

Chu Xuan looked at Meng Yue in a daze, looking very different from last night, and sighed: "It is worthy of him Sister Meng Yue......"

Meng Yue knocked on the door twice, came in, and saw Song Ciyi's eyes darken, but she still smiled: "Ciyi, I had a bad attitude yesterday, I was in a hurry." After speaking, Song Ciyi did not speak.

Meng Yue approached, handed the medicine to Song Ciyi and said, "Drink the medicine." Song Ciyi took it, picked up the water cup and drank it.

Meng Yue's face looked better, and she paused and said, "Ciyi, you have quit smoking, and you will not be able to stand it if you suddenly smoke like this" Song Ciyi said in a somewhat hoarse voice: "Well, you go out first." ”

Meng Yue's smile froze, but after her gaze stayed on Song Ciyi's face for two seconds, she turned around and went out.