My mood is very chaotic, it is the kind of chaos that I can't say, in fact, I still haven't changed, I am still the same me, the one who wants to escape when I encounter a problem that I dare not face.

"Then did you really go home with Ah Ji that night?" Sasha asked uncertainly.

Why do you ask me so bluntly? I looked at her with a hurt expression.

"Don't tell us you didn't go home with him? We saw it in the magazine, and Haru said that it was the place where he lived. Jia Bao's eyes sparkled, and the expression seemed to say, don't lie to us, we know it.

I sighed heavily, wondering how I could explain it so that I wouldn't be convinced, but still convinced?

Seeing that they were all staring at me, I laughed dryly and said weakly, "If I tell you that that person is not me, but just looks like me, will you believe it or not?" "I used the explanation of [people are similar] to fool my brother in the past, I don't know if these two witches of the mixed world can be simpler today.

"You're an idiot, huh?" Jiabao jumped up directly.

"I'm joking~" I immediately reassured her.

"Did you really stay at Aji's house for one night? What did he tell you? Qing spoke faintly at this time, and her tone was less angry than usual.

I don't know what's wrong with her today, I just think she's very abnormal today, don't talk about it, let's just say that that night in the bar, when Qing yelled at the evil man, compared to now, it was like two people, what made her attitude towards him so different.

Seeing that I didn't respond positively, Sasha continued to ask tentatively, "Joe, are you reconciled with Ah Ji?" ”

"Nope." Without even thinking about it, I directly rejected her claim.

"Really?" Jiabao had four big words [I don't believe it] written on his face.

"We are nothing! Even if there was anything, it was all in the past. After a while, I said lightly, "Everyone has their own lives, and people have to look forward, and they can't always dwell on [the past], can they?" ”

At this moment, I found that when talking about these topics, I still couldn't let go of myself, God knows how bitter my smile was at them, it turned out that I was so afraid of others mentioning the past wounds, afraid that others would see through the present heart, it was a knot in my heart, a scar, even though five years have passed, occasionally touching lightly, it still hurts.

But the magazine ...... "Jiabao is still not dead and wants to get to the bottom of it."

"Magazines are always meant to entertain the public, so we don't need to take them too seriously." The person who knows me best is still Qing, she is the one who has helped me out, only she knows, I am not as strong as I look, only she knows that I don't have the courage to face those things now.