Along the way, until he got home, Chu Weiwei did not answer this question.

Perhaps, even she herself did not know the answer.

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An unaccepted love needs not to be sad, but time, a time that can be used to forget.

A heart that has been deeply wounded needs not sympathy, but understanding.

Chu Weiwei has known Ah Zhan for six years, but she never thought that one day she would have such a deep intersection with that wooden, inconspicuous man.

Winter is coming, and the first snow is falling quickly.

In the past six months, Mo Jiyan really hasn't come to her again.

Gradually, she seemed to have forgotten the existence of such a person as Mo Jiyan.

The traces that belonged to the Ink Halberd Rock were gradually erased from her life.

Chu Weiwei sometimes sighed that time is really a terrible thing.

But after all, they have been divorced for two years, and she can't live in the past forever.

Seeing the black motorcycle flying at the front end of the road, Chu Weiwei's first reaction was to push Xia Yan away, and he was hit to the ground by a gorgeous tail flick of the motorcycle.

"Ah, Weiwei!" Xia Yan squatted down with a shocked face, and Chu slammed the back of his head on the lime ground slightly, gushing blood......

Pedestrians stopped to watch.

The motorcycle involved in the accident has long since escaped.

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When Chu Weiwei woke up from the hospital, what he saw was Xia Yan lying on the side of the bed and shedding tears.

She pulled her lips and smiled, and asked, "Xia Yan, am I particularly ugly now?" ”

"Who said that? Hair grows quickly. Xia Yan said and pointed to the old wound on his head, and continued: "Look at me here, haven't I had a few stitches before, but now I can't see it at all?" ”

Chu Wei pretended to be relieved, and smiled at the corner of his lips, "That's good, that's good." ”

Xia Yan could see that she was pretending to be smiling, with 7 stitches on her head? How can it not hurt? His eyes were hot, and tears couldn't help but fall again, "Weiwei, you are so stupid, how can you push my ...... away?" "If you have a good one, she will never live in peace in her life.

"Xia Yan, don't cry, okay? I know, it's you...... You'll push my ...... away too" Chu Weiwei reached out to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, but the corners of her eyes were damp.

At this moment, a figure pushed the door open.

"Madam, all the formalities have been completed."

Xia Yan glanced at Ah Zhan, "Ah Zhan, how do you feel?" I'm sorry I let you go around just after the blood was drawn. ”

Ah Zhan Qingjun replied without any expression on his face, "Madam, this is what I should do, Miss Chu's business is Mrs.'s business." ”

Looking at Chu's slightly depressed eyes, Xia Yan smiled and said, "Weiwei, I just knew that your blood type is still a rare blood type, if Ah Zhan hadn't taken the initiative to say that he had the same blood type as yours just now, I wouldn't have known what to do." ”

Chu raised his eyes slightly and looked over, and then he saw a man not far away.

Ah Zhan?

"He's the same blood type as me?"

"That's right." Xia Yan finally burst into tears and laughed at this moment, "And Ah Zhan sent you to the hospital, you two are really fateful." ”

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the intention.

Ah Zhan also had a crush on Xia Yan back then, but after being warned by Yi Beihan, he restrained a lot.

But only he knows that in the past few years, there has always been only one person in that position in his heart.

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