Shang Jinfei's body trembled slightly. He was really calm, and he made her hate it calmly. She thought, how nice it would be if the person who was calm at the moment was herself?

Oaths, promises, are not worth a divorce agreement. All along, she has been passive, he proposed marriage, and he wanted to divorce. And she, has been trying to follow in his footsteps, she is tired, exhausted, and doesn't want to chase anymore. If he was willing to come back and wait for her, how good would it be? But he didn't, he threw her away.

She smiled and said, "Even you said it's good, that's naturally good." ”

These words, every word were like needles, piercing his heart one by one, and he looked at the faint smile on her face, pulling them far away, even if they were close at hand.

Isn't this his little concubine? Be strong, even if you are not strong enough, you will pretend and never let your guard off in front of others. And now, she's built up her defenses, and he's the one else.

The bitterness was only understood by himself, and he felt the fishy sweetness of the mulberry eyes, took another glass of wine and drank it, and said with a smile: "Everything will be fine!" ”

Everything will be fine, whether it is for her or for himself, he does not know. But at this moment, in a thousand words, he can only say such a sentence.

Shang Jinfei's eyes were filled with tears, everything would be fine. She stood up, opened her arms, and said with a crying voice, "Brother, happy birthday!" ”

Brother, Jiang Shen burst into tears, and suddenly collapsed, covering his eyes with his hands, but he couldn't hold back his tears.

Shang Jinfei just opened her arms like that, looking at him stubbornly, silently crying, laughing, bitter laughter, her tears were blurred but she was still looking at him, if he didn't get up, she would be deadlocked in the party.

Jiang Shen tried his best to endure it, his lips turned pale, he stood up with difficulty, hugged her with open arms, and squeezed out the word bitterly: "Thank you." ”

He was a lot thinner, Shang Jinfei obviously felt it, and he also felt that she was a lot thinner.

Just let her be willful once, and cherish this embrace again, she is afraid that there will be no next time, if she lets go, it seems that it will be impossible to hug again.

Jiang Shen hugged her very hard, as if he wanted to rub it into his bones and become one with him, he gritted his teeth and said, "On my birthday, you give me something." ”

"What?" Shang Jinfei didn't know what else she had.

Jiang Shen didn't say it, but let go of her and turned his hand to pinch her left hand.

Shang Jinfei knew what he wanted, clenched her hand into a fist, struggled to shake off his clamps, cried, roared and said: "Jiang Shen, give it to me, this is mine, don't want to take it in your life!" ”

Her nails were embedded in the flesh, and even if she got rid of his clamps, she didn't let go, and staggered to her heart and said, "Unless I die!" ”

Lu Xianting was on the sidelines, watching the bitter love drama of the old lovers. A man, just because of a woman's words, cried in public. A woman, because the man wants something, she is willing to give her life and refuses to give it back. Say they don't love each other? Who believes?

Lu Xianting's soul seemed to have been sucked away, and the owner of the ring was right in front of him. The person in Shang Jinfei's heart was right in front of him. He can't do anything, and it's the same if he is a person.

She loved him, and he loved her. And he, Lu Xianting, is just her admirer and suitor......

He wanted to cry too, but he didn't have the right to.

Shang Jinfei turned around with a wry smile and stumbled away.

Lu Xianting knew that he was not qualified, but he still chased him out as soon as possible.

Shang Jinfei was wearing high heels and was not running fast, he watched her fall in front of his eyes, but he didn't have time to hold her up, and the sound of "pop" came into his ears, and he rushed over and pulled her up.

"Are there any injuries or where?" He asked hurriedly. There were no lights in the hallway, and he couldn't see her condition.

"It hurts!" She cried, crying heartbreakingly, and muttered as she cried, "It hurts, it hurts...... Woowoowoo...... It hurts, it hurts! ……”

Is it heartache? Or did it hurt? Lu Xianting couldn't tell the difference, but the heart-rending cry hit his heart one by one, beating his heart full of holes, and he also hurt.

Shang Jinfei felt that it was dark, and her hands were still tightly clenched into fists.

Lu Xianting looked very dazzling, his mouth was a little trembling, and he said with difficulty: "I'll send you home, okay?" ”

Shang Jinfei was out of breath crying, and let Lu Xianting stuff her into the car.

Maybe she didn't have the strength anymore, she stopped crying, her eyes were glazed, and she murmured, "I don't have a home......"

Lu Xianting's heart hurt as if a hand was reaching through his throat, tearing and trying to pull him out. The home in her mouth is her and Jiang Shen's home!

Maybe it was to the sad place, or maybe it was relieved, Shang Jinfei cried again, crying very loudly, her face was hideous, very embarrassed, and the not spacious car was full of her crying.

Perhaps, the corridor was too dark, and Lu Xianting couldn't see her crying. Now that I see it, I feel that someone is pinching my neck, and with a slight force, I feel like I am about to lose my breath, and I can't breathe.

What does it take to love to cry like this? He had never seen himself crying, but he had seen Sun Yi crying heartbreakingly, but he was no match for the misery of the person in front of him. He didn't know how to describe the appearance of Shang Jinfei he saw with his eyes, every end of his hair was conveying her sadness.

They stayed in the parking lot for more than an hour, and when they returned home, Shang Jinfei's hands were already purple blood.

He said, "Little concubine, you let go of your hand, I promise that no one will want to take your ring." ”

Uncharacteristically, she obediently let go of her hand, her nails left four crescent wounds of nearly a millimeter in the palms of her hands, with bloody scabs around them, and blood between her fingers, which had dried.

Lu Xianting took out the alcohol, and she had to be cleaned, otherwise she would be easily infected. When the alcohol poured on the wound, she didn't frown. Ten fingers connected to the heart, how can it not hurt? Lu Xianting didn't know if she had forgotten the pain or if she was numb. But he's in pain.

Crying or making trouble, it's fine. Lu Xianting's most worrying point appeared, she stopped crying, stopped making trouble, stopped talking, her eyes were dull, and she didn't know where her sight stopped, just like a ceramic doll, distorted.

This is the first time in so long that Shang Jinfei has cried like this in front of Lu Xianting, but Lu Xianting didn't know how to comfort her.

Little concubine, what should I do with you?

Why didn't I meet you sooner? That way, maybe you won't be where you are today.

What should I do with you? Tell me, what else can I do?

Lu Xianting asked questions over and over again, in this silent night, in this room.

What can I do to get you out of the abyss?