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The tip of his heart seemed to be stabbed suddenly, Jiang Manqing clutched the clothes on his chest, and raised his eyes with teary eyes.

Not him......

"Let's wipe it." Xia Wan squatted down and gently wiped her tears.

Jiang Manqing remained motionless.

She looked at the summer evening, and tears suddenly poured out like a river bursting its banks.

She threw herself into Xia Wan's arms and cried bitterly.

With a slight sigh in her heart, Xia Wan reached out and patted her back to soothe.

But often, sometimes silent comfort is the most devastating.

Tears after drops, Jiang Manqing was like a helpless child, crying uncontrollably, she didn't know what she could do now besides crying, only in this way, that place would not hurt so much.

"I'm so sad...... Sister Xia Wan, I really ...... It's so sad......" her cheeks were red, and she was crying breathlessly, "Am I ...... Is it really wrong...... Why...... I'm going to be so uncomfortable......"

She felt trapped, she couldn't find the answers she wanted, and she had to let the questions fall on her heart over and over again.

Xia Wan felt sad, but at this time, she was powerless, except to accompany her.

Maybe crying out will make her feel better.

"Cry." With a faint sigh, she whispered comfort.

Hearing this, the sourness in Jiang Manqing's chest became even stronger, and the uncomfortable feeling of suffocation rammed again and again.

"Woo woo woo ......"

……

At the same time, the other side.

Box.

The sound of the piano became clearer and more tactful, and Jiang Yuchen drank the wine, only to feel more and more bitter.

He simply changed the tea.

It's just that how mellow and fragrant the original tea is, how bitter it is at the moment.

He couldn't drink anymore.

Eventually, he switched back to alcohol.

Wine can relieve a thousand sorrows, so cup after cup, Jiang Yuchen did not stop, and he didn't want to stop.

Opposite him, Huo Qing drank tea slowly, and only after seeing him drink a bottle of wine did he open his mouth lightly: "Such a way of drinking, do you plan to explain it here at night, or the hospital?" ”

When the words fell, he raised his eyes and motioned for the violinist to go out first.

The sound of the piano then stopped.

Huo Qing looked at him and asked, "The reason why she left was found out?" ”

Jiang Yuchen paused as he drank alcohol.

“…… Not yet. He replied, his hoarse voice sounding particularly magnetic at this time, and at the end, he suddenly pulled his lips again, "What if you find it?" I held a heart to her, which she didn't want herself. ”

At the beginning, it was she who wanted to start, and then it ended, and it was also the end of her silent and untold for any reason, from beginning to end, the initiative was in her hands, and he gave her everything, but in the end, it was just a self-inflicted joke.

She doesn't care.

I don't care about the feelings between them, so I can go without nostalgia, and I can give his greatness to others, and I don't care about his love and hate over the years, so I don't trust or confess.

In that case, why should he?

"This result is what she wants, and now it has fulfilled her, isn't it very good?" After drinking another glass of wine, leaning back, Jiang Yuchen closed his eyes, not knowing whether he was persuading Huo Qingsui or himself, "As she wishes, let me go, the best of both worlds, no impulse." ”

Huo Qingsui didn't make a sound, just poured him a glass of wine.

"Drink."

"Hmm."

"Fourth brother."

"Hmm."

Jiang Yuchen smiled miserably: "I've waited too long." ”

Huo Qingsui didn't make a sound, just continued to pour him wine.

He poured, and Jiang Yuchen drank.

This is what I saw when I came in in the summer evening.

She glanced at Huo Qingsui.

"Manqing cried and fainted, I can't help me up, you can help me hand over a waiter." She deliberately didn't look at Jiang Yuchen, paused, and then said, "Remember to find two men, women can't." ”

Huo Qing stood up and walked towards her: "Okay." ”

Summer evening habitually held his hand.

The two walked to the door.

"Wait."

A hoarse voice sounded from behind.

The two looked at each other.

"How?" Huo Qing turned around and asked lightly.

Jiang Yuchen stood up expressionlessly: "I'll go." ”

"Are you okay?"

Jiang Yuchen didn't speak, and went straight around the two of them to open the door and go out.

Xia Wan and Huo Qing didn't move, until his figure faded away, Xia Wan sighed: "Why bother? ”

Huo Qing smiled but did not speak.

Xia Wan caught a glimpse and frowned: "Are you still in the mood to laugh?" ”

"Hmm."

“……”

Thinking about Jiang Manqing, who was crying into tears, Xia Wan's brows furrowed even tighter, with regret and worry: "He ...... Really planning to give up? After filming, you don't get along with Jiang Manqing when you die? ”

Huo Qing took her hand and walked out: "Otherwise? You also saw what happened to the two tonight, one was cold, and the other didn't think about starting over at all, even if he didn't give up, what could he do? Yuchen has always been proud, but in front of Jiang Manqing, he made an exception again and again. ”

"But ......"

Jiang Manqing...... clearly has affection for Jiang Yuchen, and her love may not be less than Jiang Yuchen's.

Despite thinking so, Xia Wan swallowed back the words in the end.

"Let's go back," Huo Qingsui lowered his head and kissed her eyes, "It's useless to think about it." ”

Xia Wan understood what he meant.

"Hmmm......"

……

Jiang Yuchen looked at Jiang Manqing sleeping on the sofa condescendingly, and suddenly his addiction to smoking was committed again.

She really cried.

His face was flushed, his eyelashes were still with tears, and he seemed to be sleeping unsteadily, and his brow was still wrinkled.

But......

What does all this have to do with you?

She was sad because she was deceived by her friends.

Jiang Yuchen turned around and was about to leave.

Can......

Pulling his lower lip like a self-deprecating look, he stood still, turned and leaned over to pick her up carefully, and finally placed her on the large bed in the bedroom.

"Don't ......"

He heard her murmur, a hint of repulsion.

Jiang Yuchen lowered his eyes and glanced at the distance between the two.

Scold.

Silently sneering, he got up and turned away, never looking at her again.

in the hallway.

The assistant saw his dark face at a glance, indicating how bad his mood was, and for a while, the assistant didn't know whether to ask or not.

In the end, he still asked worriedly: "Director Jiang, Miss Jiang...... You okay? ”

Not surprisingly, there was no response, and not only that, but his face was even more ugly.

A chill suddenly appeared behind him, the assistant was in a complicated mood, opened his mouth, and finally said: "That Miss Deng has left, I have already told her, she will not appear in front of Miss Jiang again in the future." ”

Jiang Yuchen was still silent, as if everything the assistant said had nothing to do with him.

"Director Jiang, you ......"

"Send me back."

“…… Be. ”

Jiang Yuchen didn't say a word again.

Just stopped when the car passed a garbage can.

The window was lowered, and he threw something in.

With a "clang", the thing smashed to the end and smashed into his heart.

Originally, it was a birthday present for her.

……

Jiang Manqing had a long dream.

Since Jiang Shaodong brought her back to the Jiang family to raise her, the name Jiang Yuchen can never be erased in her life.

His coldness at first sight, his pride after getting acquainted, and then his slow love for her, he entered her heart little by little, occupied her heart, and became the sweetest secret of her girlhood.

He held an umbrella for her on a windy and rainy day, and when she came home she was not drenched in the slightest, but the left side of his body was completely wet, and he had a fever that night, which had always been in good health;

He attended her parent-teacher conference when she failed in her first monthly exam in high school, not only hid it for her, but also supervised her to review every night after that, and tried to tutor her until the next time she rushed into the top 100 of her grade;

When she had her first menstrual period, he was at a loss and embarrassed to death, and personally went to the supermarket to buy her a bunch of sanitary napkins, which were used day and night by various brands, and he was clumsy but always arrogant and cooked her brown sugar water for her to drink......

One by one, one by one, all of them hit, as clear as yesterday.

Later, she boldly confessed and forced him to be with her, half coquettish and half threatening to make him promise a lot of things, it was a sweet time.

Can it be ...... later.

It was his accusation.

accuse her of not trusting him, accuse her of never loving only herself, accuse her of just playing with him on a whim, accuse her of letting him go, accuse her......

She wanted to hide, she wanted to explain, she wanted to deny.

But his voice, his cold words, no matter where she hid or how she hid, he could always easily break her defenses, and then forcibly engraved those words on her heart word by word.

Just for ...... Torture her.

And the last scene in the dream was when he indifferently walked into her room, found it, and smashed it in front of her, despite her pleas.

Raised high and thrown down......

"Don't!"

Jiang Manqing opened his eyes suddenly.

She gasped for air, her eyes out of focus.

"Don't ......," she murmured unconsciously.

No one responded.

It took her a while to realize that it was just a dream, a ...... It's a dream that's too real.

Closing her eyes, she reached out to cover her face.

As her breathing calmed down, she looked up and reopened her eyes.

The unfamiliar environment is the first thing that catches the eye.

She was stunned for a moment, and then reflexively lowered her head.

The clothes are intact and have not been changed.

So here......

The trance dissipated, and the brain returned to clarity, Jiang Manqing finally remembered that this was Jiang Yuchen's room in Dijing, and she was still here and had never left.

So......

As if involuntarily, and as if someone was subconsciously bewitching, she got out of bed and plucked up the courage to open the bedroom door.

Empty.

It was quiet.

The heart that didn't know what to expect grew gray.

It was only at this time that Jiang Manqing was finally willing to admit -

It's not a dream, it really happened last night.

He said, as she wished, no longer entangled, he said, to fulfill her desire to be a brother and sister, he said...... He hated her.

The heart trembled, and then it was like thousands of needles piercing together.

Hurt.

Jiang Manqing blinked, held back her tears, and smiled.

She and him...... It's really the end of a complete falling out.

It's over.