He didn't pretend to be indifferent in front of Xia Qinghuan, but really indifferent to her!

Wen Rusu laughed at herself and thought that she hadn't seen her for a year, not only because she didn't want to see it, but also because she didn't dare to see it.

I'm afraid it's so cold.

I originally wanted to wait for Xia Qinghuan's matter to slowly fade away and remove it from his memory, and then let him face up to his existence.

Perhaps, her dilapidated body can have any miracles.

As long as he can love her, even if it's just a little bit of time.

But she didn't expect that so coincidentally, when she went to see him, she saw Xia Qinghuan.

I didn't expect that Xia Qinghuan would also be at the scene when she reappeared again today.

She is really going to die on this woman's head in this life!

"Stay away...... In other words, where she will appear in the future, even if it is a coincidence, I can't appear, can I? ”

Wen Rusu smiled faintly, every sound seemed bitter and sluggish, and the hoarse voice couldn't help but pinch the hearts of the people.

But he was always so indifferent.

"Yes."

The deep voice fell again, and she shook again.

Xia Qinghuan looked at her eyes with red eyes, thinking about why there were so many tears in her eyes, as if every time she ran into herself, she always had endless grievances and endless tears.

Did she bully her?

It seems like yes.

Looking at the man next to him, he said that tears are the best killer for women, why did he not react this time?

The man lowered his eyes, met her black and white eyes, and slowly narrowed his eyes, "Are you going back?" ”

"Okay."

Xia Qinghuan nodded, a little stunned.

He didn't know what she was stunned about, and he didn't know what she was thinking, but it was rare to see such a well-behaved person on her face again.

There was a soft smile on his lips, and the man's deep ink pupils were the truest doting, "Then go back." ”

Such gentleness makes the stabbing warm and painful in my heart!

She came here today, it seems that it was in vain, and she became a delusional person alone, but in the end, it was a bamboo basket to draw water!

Quan Moxu picked up the woman who was originally in his arms from the ground, turned around, but saw that Wen Ruxu was still in front of them.

The thin lips pursed into a straight line, "A year ago, we were already completely clean between us, and if you reappear in the sight of me and her in the future, then don't blame me for being rude!" ”

The deep voice changed very quickly, obviously it was still gentle just now, but it became cold in an instant.

The moment of passing by, there is no nostalgia.

Wen Ruxu's pupils shrank suddenly, looking at their overlapping and intersecting shadows in the sunlight, her figure swayed slightly.

"She hates me, so you hate me too?"

"Yes." The man didn't stop.

"...... Between Us"

"Since I don't owe you anything, I don't have anything left." Before she could finish her sentence, the man interrupted in a cold voice.

There has always been only a duty of kindness that needs to be taken into account, and since it has been paid off, there can be no other.

Wen Ruxu opened her mouth, but her dry throat could no longer squeeze out half a word.

I could only watch in amazement as they got into the carriage.

Every time she knows that she is self-inflicted, but every time she deceives herself and comforts herself, he is still very good to her.

Now there is really no kindness left, and it has finally become a stranger.

Only then did she realize that all the good she thought was good was just what she exchanged for her life - a responsibility that had nothing to do with love.