Chapter 60: Youth is Young, Time Is Not Old (8)

Qiao An was a little afraid to think about it when she thought of this in her dream, and her tears flowed even harder.

That sentence was like a nightmare.

No matter who I like, it can't be you anyway.

It can't be her anyway......

As of that moment, one year in junior high school, three years in high school, and four years in college, she had a crush on him for eight years, and for eight years she loved him without distractions, worked hard for him, made silly mistakes for him, thought of him in her dreams, thought of him during the day, and the whole world was him, and as a result, the person she had a crush on told him that no matter who the person she liked was, it couldn't be her anyway.

Her crush was cut off before it could sprout.

Since then, her love for him has been a matter for her.

She avoided meeting him from the beginning, and finally really never saw him again, she occasionally got some news about him from Xu Jiamu's mouth, knew that he was in the entertainment industry, knew that he bought Huanying Media, and knew that he won the actor again......

In fact, even if Xu Jiamu doesn't tell her, she can still know it, because he is popular all over the country, and a little news about him can become headlines and cause a sensation.

Even in the next few years, she avoided him intentionally or unintentionally, but she was still able to see him, because the streets were full of his posters, and the shopping mall was full of photos of his endorsement.

knew that he didn't love herself, but every time she saw his photos on the street, she was like a fool, in a daze, and then carefully observed how he had changed from the one in her memory.

Thinking of this, Qiao Anhao couldn't help but sobbed in a low voice in her dream.

Crying and crying, Joan woke up from her dream.

She opened her eyes blankly, looked at the familiar bedroom, and was stunned for a long time, only to realize that she had had such a long dream, and the pillow was wet with her crying.

Joan glanced at the time on the wall, it was already twelve o'clock in the night, went home in the afternoon, took medicine, and she slept until now.

Joan got out of bed, went to the bathroom to wash her face, then took the medicine, walked out of the bedroom, went downstairs, and went to the kitchen to pour a glass of water.

Qiao Anhao took the medicine first, then took the quick-frozen dumplings from the refrigerator, cooked some, and then sat down at the huge dining table alone, lowered his head, and ate seriously.

When the dumplings were halfway through eating, Qiao Anhao heard the sound of a car outside, she turned her head and saw a car light flashing from the window of the living room, she subconsciously clenched her chopsticks, lowered her head, and stared at the dumplings on the plate for a while, and then heard the door of the living room, there was a click, and then the door was pushed open, and Lu Jinnian walked in.