Qin Jianglan didn't notice that Su Wenruo's expression was wrong, and turned his head and explained: "Niu, I'll go out for a while, you go to the restaurant to eat!" ”

He walked out, followed by Qingtian, and quickly approached and grabbed Qin Jianglan's arm.

She saw his hooked arm.

They're a good match!

A good match!

She lowered her head, slammed her head on the desk, it hurt as if her heart had been dug out, her eyes closed, unwilling to look at Qin Jianglan through the glass, he was taking off Qingtian's hand, politely patted Qingtian's back, and then took a step faster.

Shi Jingyun Yutong ran to her desk and said sneakily: "Wen Ruo, Li Chengyu told me last night......

Su Wenruo took out the bag in the drawer, got up and left: "Don't say it!" Here in the afternoon, you watch a little, I'll go out. ”

She got off the elevator and out of the building, not knowing which direction to go.

She just wanted to get out and walk, but she didn't know where to go.

The bleakness of early spring can still penetrate into the bones, and the spring after the New Year is just the spring in everyone's heart, as long as you feel that this is a spring in your heart, it seems that you can feel that it is not so cold.

Su Wenruo was shocked by a gust of cold wind, and the pores of her whole body seemed to shrink, she wrapped her coat tightly, found a random direction, and walked slowly on the sidewalk.

I couldn't see the road ahead clearly, and the mist of grievances in her eyes was spreading, blinding her vision, and she wanted to cry, but the cold eyes of the pedestrians shuttling back and forth beside her made her unable to cry happily!

Reality is always joking on her.

Why is this happening?

Sunny has withdrawn from his world!

She tried her best to ask Qin Jianglan's mother, Aunt Jiang, to drive away the crazy woman, but it was not a sunny day, but what appeared now was a sunny day with conditions ten million times better than her.

Tall and slender figure, delicate and refined face, gentle and soft tone, plus rich and compelling net worth, these can make people ignore the age of thirty.

This woman is a real white rich beauty.

Don't ask about the background, don't ask the way, just look at the present, if she says she is willing on such a sunny day, no one will refuse.

Look at yourself again, Su Wenruo, a failed woman, twenty-seven years old, not ugly, not as tall as others, if you have to find an advantage to describe yourself, then thin, cute, divorced, only a job with a meager income, not much savings, borrowed to live in Qin Jianglan's house.

Qingtian blew slightly, and she could be killed in seconds.

She felt that she could not even raise up the courage to fight for it.

Why fight?

If Qin Jianglan really wants to get back together with his first love, then what's the use of her going to fight for it?

What's more, he now needs an investor like Qingtian.

A drizzle began to fall in the sky, and the cold air was as heavy as the haze in her heart, and the cold rain was blown on her face by the wind, and it hurt.

She raised her hand and subconsciously covered her forehead, she had a headache.

Blowing a little wind, getting a little rain, can have a headache all day, and the pain is throbbing all day.

She walked into the subway station, a place that sheltered from the rain and wind.

There are more and more people, all of whom are walking on the road and being driven in by the rain, and people who set up stalls nearby, and they have also moved in small stalls.

The cold wind flew in from outside with ice and rain, and those who were unable to resist would shake a few times.

The entrance to the subway station is actually not big, and it can't accommodate so many people, so she has been squeezed into the corner and stepped on.

Her pain was in her heart, and she didn't feel the pain of being stepped on her feet, but the person who stepped on her turned around and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." ”

She didn't hear anyone apologize to her, she thought to herself, and the person who stepped on her foot touched her arm: "Little girl, go inside, and if the people outside retreat in a while, you will be squeezed down." ”

Su Wenruo followed the voice and looked up at the person talking to her beside her, an uncle in his fifties, with a stiff face and a burly body, although he was dressed in sportswear, he was wearing a soldier's unique heroism, and a white towel was hanging around his neck.

She didn't speak, just stepped back abruptly.

Since she was deceived by Chen Tianshun once, she rarely talked to passers-by again.

Suddenly, a warm current hit her, and it was an old woman who pushed the broken cart of roasted sweet potatoes next to her.

Although it was dirty and old, she couldn't help but want to get close to the warmth in the stove and squeezed it forward.

When the old woman saw her looking at the stove, she asked her happily, "Does the girl want to eat sweet potatoes?" ”

Su Wenruo shook his head: "Don't eat, thank you!" ”

That uncle, she didn't dare to talk, but an old woman couldn't bear to ignore it.

She didn't dislike the old woman's sweet potatoes, she couldn't eat them, the sweet potatoes that had just been roasted in the stove with charcoal fire, after eating them, her mouth would immediately blister and ulcerate.

The old woman was a little disappointed.

On a cold day, dragging his elderly body, pushing a cart to the street to sell, just hoping to sell all the roasted sweet potatoes, and after a long time, he will lose money.

"But I can sell you one." Su Wenruo took out twenty yuan.

The old woman's eyes were full of joy, and she hurriedly wrapped the paper and handed it to her: "Thank you, girl, for finding your money." ”

"No need to look for it."

The uncle on the side heard the conversation between her and the old woman, looked at her eyes, and felt more appreciative, and felt that this girl had a good heart, and helped buy some if she didn't eat, so that the old woman could go home early.

She didn't buy sweet potatoes to eat, but on a cold day, she held sweet potatoes in her hands to borrow a little warmth, hoping that her heart would not feel so cold.

"Take it." Seeing that she was unwilling to accept the money given to her, the old woman wrapped another one for her, and asked her with concern: "Girl, do you have something on your mind?" ”

Su Wenruo raised her eyes to look at the old woman, her face was full of deep wrinkles, her eyes were cloudy, but her eyes were as concerned and warm as if they were relatives.

Barely smiling and shaking his head.

The uncle in sportswear interjected: "Young people nowadays, most of them are trapped by love, girl, your heart is written on your face, even the old woman can see it, the heart is very fragile, you can't hurt it easily, as long as you don't hurt it, it will become very strong." ”

The old woman nodded: "Yes, yes, my wife is uneducated and unreasonable, but I know that I can't be sad and it's not good for my health!" ”

The uncle said lovingly with his elders: "Affection, in fact, is your heart, it needs a suitable place to place, a position that will not be easily hurt." ”

Why didn't she understand these truths?

It's just that her heart can't be resolved with these truths.

If one or two words that sound a little reasonable can solve the sadness of a person's pain at will, there will not be so many troubles in this world.