The next morning, the table was still the same as usual, two people sat facing each other, except for the occasional sound of a knife and fork touching a plate.

After eating first, he wiped his mouth with a napkin and got up to leave.

Yan Rusheng on the other side suddenly spoke, "Wen Xuxu, you should be glad that you shouted my name when you were unconscious, not ......"

He pretended to pause in his tone, raised his head, looked lifelike, and raised a cold smile on his lips, "Jiang Zhuoheng!" ”

What? She called his name when she was unconscious? So what else did she say?

Vivid's heart became empty, not wanting Yan Rusheng to find out, she lowered her eyes and didn't look at him, and said lightly: "It's always been you who think so." ”

It has always been him talking to himself, saying how much she and Ah Heng love each other, thinking how much she loves Ah Heng.

Because it's not important, that's why she connects her with others so indifferently.

"Huh, huh?" Yan Rusheng sneered, holding a napkin in his hand, and wiped his mouth unhurriedly, "But no matter how deep your feelings for Jiang Zhuoheng are, but we are husband and wife, and we grew up together, I think I have an obligation to let you recognize the facts." ”

Saying that, he put down the napkin and got up suddenly, staring sharply at Lifelike with a pair of dark eyes, "What is there about Jiang Zhuoheng who is worthy of your love so much?" Is it worth giving up such a good opportunity to study abroad to bet on whether he has you in his heart? You are now full of scandals and scolded everywhere, where are the others? ”

His agitated and angry questioning echoed through the cafeteria.

"Words are like life!" He roared hysterically, and then tears rained down.

He knew, he actually knew that she gave up the opportunity to study abroad.

But...... He didn't know who she was for, but he knew that it was her scar, and he knew it, but he still tore it open so cruelly.

"What? Speaking of your sore spots? Yan Rusheng saw the vivid tears, and did not have the sense of accomplishment that finally provoked her emotions as she imagined, but became more and more irritable.

He hooked his lips, his smile full of sarcasm, "Didn't you give up the opportunity to study abroad in the first place?" You keep saying that you want to go to school abroad, saying that it is your dream, but you didn't expect your dream to be so worthless, and you can give up casually for the sake of someone whose heart is not completely on you. ”

Damn Jiang Zhuoheng, I don't know how to cherish it yet.

If she was for him, how nice.

Vivid cried and roared, "Yes, after so many years, I loved the wrong person, so I deserve to bear everything now." ”

Then she turned and ran out as fast as she could.

Looking at her disappearing back, Yan Rusheng regretted it in his heart, and wanted to catch up, but his feet seemed to be fixed.

What he wants, it's not like that.

……

Crying, laughing.

But I still have to work, and I took the time of a cup of coffee, adjusted my mood, put myself into the work, and smiled.

In the studio, a beautiful woman standing in front of the camera, wearing a big red backless dress with a V-neck, perfectly outlines her good figure.

She constantly poses in various poses for the camera, sometimes enchanting, sometimes charming, sometimes cold.

The photographer kept pressing the shutter, and the satisfied smile on his face never faded.

"OK, call it a day."

Taking the last shot, he made an OK gesture to the beautiful woman in front of the camera.

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