"Meng Hetang."

Jiang Tang's voice suddenly became sharp and forceful, and he used all his strength to shout the name, Jiang Tang shook his body, and tears fell hot.

"Like you, am I wrong? I love you, am I wrong? ”

Ginger Candy faced the empty living room, faced the room with the door closed, and asked loudly, poking at the location of his heart.

Ask yourself, like him, is it wrong?

"Why...... Why didn't you even give me a chance? Why was the rejection so thorough? ”

Jiang Tang muttered and leaned against the wall, the pain in her waist made her legs weak, and finally touched the sofa, Jiang Tang plopped and knelt on the ground.

The pain in his knees, the pain in his waist, and the pain in his heart, Jiang Tang sat on the ground, curled himself up, and cried loudly, as if he was crying to the people in the room, and he seemed to be comforting the pain in his whole body.

Came to Beijing for him, did everything possible to live in his house for him, got drunk for him, why, why was she so resolute, cutting off all her retreats.

She just likes one person, and that person happens to be Meng Hetang, why can't she?

Jiang Tang covered her waist, her facial features were wrinkled together, she slowly lay on the ground and felt that her waist was more comfortable, crying and crying, she couldn't tell what she was crying for.

My waist hurts, I don't dare to touch it, my heart hurts, and I almost suffocate every time I beat.

Meng Hetang was smoking in the house, listening to the cry of the girl outside the house, every sound hit his heart, and he could only use smoking to numb his heartache, and for a moment he almost rushed out, held the girl in his arms, and told her that she was right.

But he couldn't help it, a thirty-year-old man has more forbearance and firmness than a hairy boy in his twenties, knows how to hide his heart better, and understands a lot of reality.

Maybe he has a little bit of a liking for ginger candy, but the distant age difference tells him that this liking needs to be ignored.

They are thirteen years apart, not three, she is just a child, she can't tell whether she is in love or worship now, if together she finds that she is just a whim of impulse, then what should they do?

He is thirty years old, and if he falls in love again, he will want to live a lifetime, and he has no time to play heartbeat with ginger candy.

Since you can already foresee the future after being together, and since the result is so obvious, don't have thoughts that you shouldn't have.

They can be brother and sister, he can spoil her for the rest of his life, however, he will never give her the love she wants.

When the interruption continues, she will suffer from the chaos, protecting herself is also protecting her, she is only seventeen years old, and she will meet many people in the future, many people who are better than him, many sweeter love than being with him, and his love is a lifetime, only once.

Meng Hetang kept smoking, there were a lot of cigarette butts on the ground, smoking too fast, Meng Hetang coughed violently, after coughing, his turbulent heart calmed down, ignored the pain in his heart, spit out a breath of turbidity, and pinched the corners of his eyes tiredly.

Listening to the sound outside the house gradually disappearing, Meng Hetang waited for a while, opened the window, the wind in the night blew in, his mind cleared up a lot, and after looking at the cigarette butt on the ground, Meng Hetang walked out of the room.

The living room was very quiet, the lights were not turned on, Meng Hetang looked around and didn't see ginger candy, walked to the sofa, and found that the girl was lying on the ground, already asleep, and wanted to wake her up or held back.