The man didn't speak.

More than half an hour later, the car slowly stopped at the door of her apartment.

Jiang Jiu lowered his head, hesitated, and whispered to the man, "Goodbye." ”

Wen Xili didn't speak, Jiang Jiu didn't know what else to say for a while, he just felt that his head was swollen and dizzy after being coaxed by him in the past few days, and he suddenly calmed down.

It was impossible for her to be with Wen Xili.

Sighing softly in his heart, Jiang Jiu silently turned around and went to the car door.

A hand suddenly stretched out behind her and wrapped it around her waist, and the man's chest leaned over, warm and heavy against her back.

"You also gave Shen Yue a child," he said, "I don't care. ”

Jiang Jiu was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to speak for a while.

Wen Xili's words are really a bit naïve.

- You also gave birth to a child for Shen Yue, I don't care, and you shouldn't care about Chu Wanning's child.

He hugged her tightly, his breath blowing on her cheeks, warm.

"Wincy ......" she tried to push him away.

He was pushed away by her, too.

Jiang Jiu didn't expect him to let go so easily, and subconsciously, he turned his head and looked at the man's face.

He looked at her quietly in the shadows of the night, and the dark eyes were emotions that she couldn't see.

"I'm going back." Jiang Jiu didn't dare to look at him again, for fear that he would lose his mind again and do something he regretted.

"Wine." He also seemed to sigh softly, his voice faintly inaudible, "Do you hate me, or do you love me......"

Jiang Jiu's heart jumped, and he walked out of the car, almost running away.

There was no sound of Bentley starting behind him, and Jiang Jiu knew that Wen Xili was sitting there, watching her embarrassed back.

She hid back in her room, went into the bathroom, and turned on the light.

Her face was reflected in the mirror, a little pale, and her eyes were red.

With a heavy heart, Wen Xili's last few words were like a needle, piercing her brain - Jiu'er, do you hate me, or do you love me?

She couldn't hate him, but she didn't dare to love.

I wanted to get close to him, but I had to stay away.

She didn't understand what had gone wrong in her life, how she had come to such a situation, maybe from the beginning, they shouldn't have met again, four years was too short, so short that each other couldn't even clean up their feelings.

Time just made her meet Wen Xili four years later, and she sank more and more into his favor, and fell deeper and deeper.

Reason is wailing, but the heart is sinking incessantly.

Sooner or later, she will be driven crazy by herself.

Ginger wine lay on the sink and washed his face with cold water before his boiling emotions gradually cooled.

Even though I didn't do anything, I had the illusion of exhaustion.

She took a shower, walked out of the bathroom in a dejected manner, collapsed on the bed and closed her eyes for a moment.

She didn't fall asleep, she just let her brain empty as much as possible, and after about ten minutes, she picked up her phone and began to deal with the rest of the clutter.

She called Gan Tian and asked her how the filming was going.

Then leaned against the head of the bed, holding his phone, flipping through the mailbox.

Just replied to a few emails, Shen Yue's avatar popped up in WeChat.

Jiang Jiu clicked casually, and saw that he sent a few photos of Jiang Ci.

It's Jiang Ci painting in the studio.

Looking at his son, Jiang Jiu showed a little smile on his face.

Shen Yue suddenly typed a line of words.

"Today, Lingdankou asked me out."

Looking at these words, the fingertips of ginger wine poked on the screen paused slightly, and frowned.