"Compounding will not end well."

Fang Yishui pursed his lips, was silent for a long time, his thin lips opened lightly, and the corners of his mouth rose in an extremely light arc, "Really?" ”

"Maybe I'm a special case with you."

The starry black eyes were full of confidence, Zuo Anning calmly lowered his eyelids and pursed the corners of his mouth, "Blind confidence is not the behavior of a wise man. ”

"It's okay to give it a try."

"How many times have we tried?"

As soon as the words fell, his words were immediately refuted, Fang Yishui stared at her deeply, the woman leaning on the head of the bed looked low-eyebrowed, her long hair fell down her shoulders, covering half of her face, making it difficult to see what kind of expression she was at this time.

It was late at night, and from time to time there was a night breeze blowing in from the window, blowing the window screen.

The mobile phone in his pocket vibrated again uncomfortably, the lit screen folded a little bit of light and came out, his dark eyes sank a little bit, and he whispered, "You have a good rest, I'll go first." ”

"Okay." Crisp and crisp reply.

Fang Yishui glanced at her deeply, slowly walked to the door and stopped, under the light and shadow, he turned his head and stood at the door for a while, when Zuo Anning thought that he had something to say, he saw him raise his feet and leave without a sound.

The sound of small and composed footsteps faded away, and a dull sound collided as the door closed.

After Fang Yishui left, there was silence in the room, and with the light coming in from outside the living room, she glanced at the contents of the bag, and an undeserved emotion overflowed from her chest.

After working with Fang Yishui at the beginning, in order to make herself forget more thoroughly, she even changed the brand of sanitary napkins she was used to, but she didn't expect Fang Yishui to remember it clearly.

After a while, she took out two packs of sanitary napkins from her bag, and without thinking about it, she raised her hand neatly and threw it into the garbage basket like a fixed-point shot.

Life is a long road, and she doesn't want to waste her precious and beautiful years in boring and hurtful love.

When night falls, the nightlife is lit up with the stars.

In the high-end clubhouse on the second floor of the Westston Hotel, the magnificent luxury crystal chandelier hangs on the ceiling of the private room, and the huge private room is filled with brilliant purple light, giving people a high-end and luxurious atmosphere.

Zuo Anning stood outside the door of the private room, the door was closed, the sound inside came from the crack in the door, and through the transparent glass window above the door, she glanced at Zhong Guozhong who was sitting in the corner of the sofa with extreme contempt.

Before getting off work today, when she was carrying her bag and preparing to leave, Zhong Guozhong suddenly stopped her and asked her to join him to receive the intended customers from Hong Kong. It's clearly a one-stop service.

During this period, Zhong Guozhong asked her to toast again and again, she toasted round after round of wine, and guided the topic in the private room to business several times, but after a few words, she was interrupted by the person next to her, and the topic changed again, and even began to tell some unspeakable meat jokes.

"What are you doing here?" The familiar magnetic voice was mixed with various sounds, and it sounded behind Zuo Anning.

She was startled, and immediately turned around, only to see Fang Yishui standing against the wall with a faint smile and one hand in her pocket, the neckline of her white shirt was lazy and wanton, and the slightly convex Adam's apple made her feel that she was bewitched.

She shook her head quickly and asked angrily, "What's the matter with you?" ”

Fang Yishui shrugged his shoulders as if he didn't care, "I'm concerned about you." ”

"I don't need your care."

"Are you...... At work? He glanced obliquely at the person sitting in the private room, turned around and swept Zuo Anning from bottom to top, seeing that her cheeks gradually turned unnaturally crimson, and he couldn't help but feel worried, "Why is your face red?" ”

"You've been drinking?"

Zuo Anning raised his hand and touched his face, glared at him, and said, "You are the Pacific Ocean, it's so wide." ”

As she spoke, she pursed her lips and turned to twist the doorknob.

"Wait." Fang Yishui grabbed her uneasily, and let her shake her off vigorously before he ran into it, he knew that Zuo Anning rejected him, for fear that she would leave impulsively, so he hurriedly raised his hands to show that he had no intention of offending, "Don't worry, I don't mean anything else." ”

"If you can't be a lover, at least you can be a friend, why do you treat me like an enemy every time we meet? As if you care how much you care about my presence. He raised an eyebrow and smiled.

Listening to his words, Zuo Anning "chuckled" in her heart, and had the illusion of being seen through, she raised her chin arrogantly, "Have you ever seen anyone break up and still be friends?" ”

"If you want to be friends with your ex, you are a hooligan and want to go on a date!" She retorted angrily, glanced into the private room, then turned her head and asked impatiently, "Do you have anything else?" ”

"Yes." He replied with a whimsical answer.

"Don't drink ......"

"Tsk! Fang Yishui, you are idle! You don't drink alcohol, huh? Do you all drink fairy water? ”