Chapter 82: Breaking up with Song Duan

He's about to leave.

Zuo Le suddenly spoke up: "Mr. Duan, I hope this case is over." We're never going to see each other again. ”

Her voice was low, her head hung down, her cheeks hidden, and her expression was unclear.

The paragraph pursed his lips and frowned, without looking back. Straight away.

The moment Zuo Le closed the door, exhaustion and pain swept over together.

The whole person leaned against the wall, could no longer suppress his sadness, hid his face and began to cry.

In the large and empty room, her cries echoed.

She really wished that there would be someone to tell herself, what to do? What the hell is going to do?

The bedroom door is opened.

Song Duan walked out of it, walked to Zuo Le's side, knelt on one knee, and gently took her into his arms.

Zuo Le was shocked and raised his teary eyes to look at him, "Why are you here?" ”

"Fool." Grinning indulgently, he reached out and scratched the tip of her nose. "It's your birthday? Have you forgotten? ”

"I ......"

Birthday? After Zuo Huan left, she was no longer a birthday.

"I wanted to surprise you, wait, wait, wait, I haven't seen you come back. I couldn't bear the drowsiness, so I went to your bed and lay down for a while. Outcome... I didn't mean to. ”

Song Duan was a little sorry.

Zuo Le smiled reluctantly, "It's okay, thank you." ”

With a very fast speed, I sorted out my emotions.

Seeing her like this, the loneliness in Song Duan's heart poured out infinitely.

Between the two, the relationship has been established for so long. She was still reluctant to open her heart.

Zuo Le saw the emotions on his face, and knew what he was thinking, but he didn't break it.

"Get up, you don't know. I made a table of dishes and put them in the fridge when they were cold. Just wait for you to come back and eat together, and cake, blow out candles. ”

Song Duan kept breaking his thoughts, wanting to break the awkward atmosphere between the two.

It's just that Zuo Le stood aside, quietly looking at Song Duan's busy back with his eyes.

"Let's break up."

She said suddenly, her voice trembling.

There was endless guilt and sadness in the tone.

Song Duan's body froze, and his back did not move for a long time.

"Is it because he's back?" Song Duan asked, annoyance and anger in his tone. Realizing that the tone of his speech was not good, he gently restrained his tone again, "I didn't mean that, I just... I don't mind the past between you. As long as we can be okay now. ”

"No, I can't deceive myself, and I can't accept your feelings with peace of mind. Song Duan, you are now a judge, and your future life will be smooth. No, it really doesn't have to be wasted on me. ”

Zuo Le looked at his back and said firmly.

Actually, she had wanted to make it clear for a long time.

It's just that he hasn't been able to find the right time, and it just so happened that he was on the project some time ago, and Zuo Le was anxious because of Qiao Ruina's affairs.

"So, you just had your girlfriend die, and you want to get back to him?"

Song Duan suddenly, breathing rapidly, shouted out what he was thinking in one breath.

Zuo Le's face was full of shock, and he took a few steps back. First, I couldn't believe that Song Duan thought of herself like this, and second, the most painful point in her heart was revealed naked by him like this.

"Duan, you don't have to." Zuo Le's eyes narrowed, and his voice was clear and light. This lightness suppressed a lot of emotions and pain.

"It doesn't have to be?" target

Song Duan turned around, walked to the sofa, and walked in front of Zuo Le.

"Am I bad for you? It's been so long, and you've promised me to be together and live a good life. It's all good, why did the paragraphs come one by one, why did Giorina die. You're going to do this to me? ”

Song Duan grabbed Zuo Le's arm and looked at her with cracked eyes, wanting to ask why.

Zuo Le's arm was almost broken by him, and the pain in her heart made her frown, but she didn't say a word.

Seeing that she didn't react, Song Duan suddenly let go of his hand weakly.

A smile appeared on his face, and that laughing smile was sad and endless.

"Your heart is probably made of knives, I can't cover it anymore... In that case, let's separate. ”

Song Duan walked to the bedroom, picked up his coat and bag, and walked away, closing the door with great force, as if he was going to demolish the building.

Zuo Le gasped slightly, gently rolled up his sleeve, and the tender white skin of his arm was covered with black blue.

Get up from the couch and throw all the food and cakes in the fridge into the trash. I took a shower, dried my hair, and took care of my skin.

When the whole person was lying on the bed, he felt that the world was spinning. Lay sideways and curl up into a shrimp shape. Unexpectedly, the tears in his eyes fell, staining the pillow with a lot of dampness.

Curled up more and more, she missed her parents and Zuo Huan too much at this moment.

But if there is one person by her side, she will not be helpless to such a point.

But there was no one.

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When he got up the next day, Zuo Le washed, put on makeup, and dressed well.

When I went out, I was smiling, full of spring breeze, and in excellent spirits.

Everything that happened last night seems to have been left behind last night.

Recently, I have been asking for leave, so Huang Cancan has helped me a lot.

I felt a little guilty, and when I passed by a Japanese sushi restaurant, I bought a box of eel sushi for her. This is her favorite.

Carrying a lunch box, I took out my car keys and was about to drive.

Duan Yi suddenly stood in front of her, so frightened that Zuo Le took a step back, and the lunch box in his hand almost fell to the ground.

"Why are you here?" Zuo Le screamed, his heart pounding, and his face was a little ugly.

"I happened to pass by nearby and saw you. Take me to your company. The paragraph looked ugly and went straight to the co-pilot's seat and sat down.

With a bang, close the door.

Zuo Lecai got into the car and sat in the driver's seat. I subconsciously wanted to throw the lunch box in my hand on the co-pilot, but I saw paragraph one's leg again. He hesitated for a moment and put it in the back seat.

While starting the car, he asked, "Mr. Duan, what are you doing in our company?" ”

"Can't you talk about business?"

It's like eating gunpowder.

Zuo Le didn't ask any more, in line with the principle of not offending Party A's father.

I parked the car at the gate of the company, and the original intention was to let the paragraph get out of the car without having to follow myself to the underground parking garage.

But the car stopped at the gate for more than ten seconds, and Paragraph 1 was looking down at his mobile phone. Motionless.

One didn't hold back, and Zuo Le coughed as a reminder.

The paragraph looked up and glanced at her as if he were mentally retarded.

"Why don't you go to the garage?"

"It's inconvenient for you to go to the garage." Zuo Le said seriously.

"Go to the garage."

After speaking, he continued to lower his head and hold his phone, his expression even more ugly.

Zuo Le's curiosity was troubled, so he swept over and glanced at it with the afterglow of his eyes. I didn't expect paragraph one to be struggling to type...

He has such a smart brain, but he is so smart about smart devices...