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"What kind of coffee is this, it's so unpalatable......

Luo Ziqing stuck out her tongue, a little disgusted.

"It's a pity that such a good store is so indescribable."

After speaking, as soon as he stretched out his hand, the coffee that had not been finished fell into the trash, although Luo Ziqing didn't want to waste it, but he didn't want to have diarrhea.

Pulling the suitcase, Luo Ziqing went to buy a new phone card first, and after only noting down the phone numbers of Li Mengyao and JK, she threw the phone card into the trash.

If you want to start a new life, it's better not to have contact with the people you used to have......

When I arrived at JK's store, the clerk had already started selling bread, and after saying hello to the familiar people in the store, and asking them not to tell anyone other than JK that she was here, Luo Ziqing went straight into the lounge inside.

Gently close the door.

Luo Ziqing suddenly squatted weakly on the ground along the door.

Actually, it was only a few hours, but how could I feel so tired, so tired, more tiring than running 400 laps on the 400-meter playground.

It hurts so much in my heart, it hurts like a knife.

A little out of breath.

A little lacking in strength.

A little dizzy.

It was dark in front of her, and Luo Ziqing fell to the door of the lounge.

Let's sleep like this......

Fang Haobai was drunk the night before, and he did that kind of thing in a daze, and it was already dawn when he got up.

Subconsciously touched the side, but found that it was cold.

Sitting up like a spring, Fang Haobai lifted the quilt and found a little red on the sheets.

Fang Haobai's memory finally slowly recovered.

Themselves, it seems, broke the beloved woman.

But why isn't she there, fairy?

In the afterglow, Fang Haobai finally saw the note next to the bed, picked it up and looked at it, and then rushed out of the door.

Before he could put on his shoes and open the door and go out, Wen Zhen, who was sitting on the sofa and smoking, finally spoke: "She's gone." ”

Fang Haobai noticed that Wen Zhen came back from the evening shift and sat on the sofa.

Wen Zhen picked up the note in his hand: "She's gone, she won't come back." ”

Fang Haobai just paused, but continued to tie his shoelaces: "She's leaving, but she can't, just leave such an irresponsible note and slip away from my life!" She was a part of my life without her...... How can I live without her! ”

Wen Zhen still sat on the sofa like that, holding a cigarette in his hand, and holding the note in the other hand, accentuating his tone, but only repeating: "She's gone!" Won't be coming back! ”

The note in his hand, stroke by stroke, word by word, asked him to take care of Fang Haobai and not let Fang Haobai go to her, but he also wanted to find her.

So far, everything has gone well, isn't it, Fang Haobai proposed marriage very smoothly, and the two of them began to discuss marriage very smoothly, and they successfully ranked first and second in the grade in their studies.

Everyone is wishing them, the parents are satisfied, the door is right, the childhood sweetheart, and there is no guess about the good night.

But without warning, she quietly left, leaving no clue, just disappeared.

As Luo Ziqing's senior, he really admires Fang Haobai and is very optimistic about this relationship, but this result is something he never expected.

How can he accept such an ending?

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