It was also that day that Zhang Jiawen proposed to her, he was wearing a white suit, holding a diamond ring with rose patterns, kneeling in front of her, his heart was full of her.

Jiang Yue looked at the face that was somewhat similar to Zhang Liuling, and was in a trance, and the words of refusal came to her lips and swallowed it back.

As soon as he graduated from college, he married Zhang Jiawen.

In the first year of marriage, Jiang Yue and Zhang Jiawen had a good relationship, but soon Zhang Jiawen began to be homeless.

Jiang Yue is young, and she is very indifferent to Zhang Jiawen's changes, she just looks at Zhang Jiawen coldly and goes out early and returns late every day, and watches him find various excuses to work with him every day.

Until one day she was in his office, caught him in bed, and the two quarreled after returning to Zhang's house.

Jiang Yue asked puzzledly, "Why?" ”

Zhang Jiawen not only did not ask for mercy, but also accused her: "Why? Of course it's because of you, we've been together for so long, who do you have in your heart? What am I in your heart? ”

He was like a grumpy lion, roaring at Jiang Yue.

Jiang Yue said calmly: "Yes, I like others, but even so, I have never thought of betraying the marriage between us." ”

"Betrayal? You are more TM than betrayal and it makes me feel disgusting! I've had enough of this kind of Green King Eight days! ”

Zhang Jiawen suddenly stretched out his hand to clasp her neck like crazy: "Who are you thinking about lying on my bed?" Who is it?! ”

When the servants of the Zhang family heard the movement, they all rushed up, and the bedroom was full of people, crowded with people.

Jiang Yue was choked, picked up a porcelain bottle on the low table and smashed it Zhang Jiawen's head.

Zhang Jiawen's eyes widened, and his face was snaked with blood.

Zhang Jiawen was hospitalized, but Jiang Yue angered Mrs. Zhang, was slapped a few times by Mrs. Zhang, and sent to the ancestral hall of the Zhang family and locked up.

Jiang Yue didn't feel sad, she only felt tired, depressed, and tired.

Finally the next morning, the door of the Zhang family ancestral hall was opened, Jiang Yue looked up, and the person stood at the gate and looked at her lying on the ground.

In just a few years, the once proudest rose has been embarrassed to look like this.

He finally appeared, and when Jiang Yue got up from the futon and faced him, she saw that his eyes were still gentle.

He asked her only one question: "Do you want a divorce?" ”

She was about to answer, but she stumbled upon a ring on his ring finger, and all the words in her throat were choked, and a thousand words finally turned into shaking motions.

Zhang Liuling stood there silent for a long time, and finally sighed and said, "Okay, I respect your choice." ”

On that day, Zhang Liuling seemed to have something to deal with back to China, and happened to meet her about it, and after she shook her head, he returned abroad soon after.

He was still like a bright moon, and when Jiang Yue was sixteen years old, he broke into her eyes almost instantly.

Shocking, really shattering.

After Zhang Liuling came back and left, Mrs. Zhang didn't say anything about this matter.

The last time Jiang Yue saw Zhang Liuling was on her hospital bed after a car accident.

After the car accident, she has been in the hospital bed for two full months, the Zhang family has only hired one nurse for her, and her parents are busy with her brother's marriage and have no time to take care of her.

Just when she thought she was going to end her ridiculously short life alone.

Zhang Liuling came, holding a bouquet of flowers in his arms.

Jiang Yue was lying on the hospital bed, like a withered flower branch, broken and withered, but he was still the same as the first time she saw it, like a breeze, and like a moon in the clouds, illuminating her eyes.

He stood beside her bedside.

And Jiang Yue looked at him, and it took a lot of effort to make a voice: "You are here." ”

He was silent for a long time, Jiang Yue didn't know what he was thinking during the time he was silent, maybe he was pituring her.

Eventually, he said, "It's going to be fine." ”

Jiang Yue smiled when she heard his words.

He stayed quietly in her hospital room for less than half an hour, and after helping her put the flowers in the vase, he was about to leave.

Jiang Yue asked him, "Have you ever liked me?" Even for a moment? ”

He stood there silent, his brow calm.

Jiang Yue suddenly smiled: "If I had to do it all over again, I wouldn't have asked you for a birthday gift back then." ”

If it weren't for asking him for a birthday gift, she wouldn't have been looking forward to his arrival all the time, probably wouldn't have fallen in love with him, and probably wouldn't have been with Zhang Jiawen casually because of his refusal.

She was wrong at the beginning of her life, she didn't gain much, she could lose even less.

Jiang Yue stared at his back as she left, and a tear slipped out of the corner of her eye.

A few days later, late one night, Zhang Liuling was in the study to deal with the rest of the work, and when he was about to finish, he received a phone call, it was Zhang Jiawen, Zhang Jiawen was silent at first on the phone, and then said: "Third uncle, she is gone." ”

Zhang Liuling let out a "hmm" and hung up the phone very calmly.

When I put down my phone, I brought it to the water glass at hand, and it landed with a loud sound, accompanied by a splash of broken glass.

He leaned over to pick it up, his fingers touching the shards, and blood gushed out and dripped onto the floor like a blooming rose.

He suddenly remembered that she had been so squeamish since she had been a child, lying on the hospital bed, her body as if it had been sewn up.

I don't know if she hurt at that time.

He didn't even ask her.

Little girl, does it hurt?