Chapter 77: Two Hundred Hexagrams
He Qi'er looked at Wang Qingyue, who hurriedly stopped a taxi and left, and the juice in her hand was still a sip. But why waste?
Some are cool and have a fragrance, but they are not pungent, sweet and sour. I just heard Wang Qingyue say that this is lemonade, which is really good. In this hot summer, it is very cool.
"You say you love me! You're with someone else again! Do you still love me? ”
The girl was hysterical, her black mascara melted with tears, and two thin black lines ran down her eye sockets and spread to her cheeks. On the other side, a fashionably dressed man was still sitting firmly in the chair, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if the words of the heartless breakup just now did not come from him.
"Don't break up with me, okay? What's wrong with me, can't I change careers? I'm sure I won't make you angry again, and I won't want to pester you all day, as long as you like it, I will try to do it.
Let's not separate, shall we? ”
Grabbing the man's hand on the table, the girl held it tightly like a life-saving straw, crying and praying with humble words, but the other party did not waver in the slightest.
"I said that as long as we don't feel suitable, we can break up at any time? Don't you say? Good boy! ”
He Qi'er shuddered, this man's seemingly numb words revealed ruthless coldness. This unilateral dissolution of the relationship can also make the other party willingly agree at the beginning, and he must have thought of today's situation.
What a scumbag in the hands of the old man in the love field!
The girl cried and shook her head, but the hand she was holding was slowly pulling out of her palm, and the slightly cool coldness slowly spread into her heart, which was extremely cold.
"Cheng Hengzhi! You're so ruthless! I wish you never got the person you love the most for the rest of your life! Regret for life! Lonely old age! Every day, I can watch my favorite woman smile in the arms of other men, hahaha! ”
Sure enough, the most poisonous woman's heart! This curse, praise!
The man named Cheng Hengzhi slowly picked up the coffee on the table, took a sip elegantly, and then put it down, his slender fingers lightly clasped the table.
"There is a charge for going to the theater! Ben Shao is not free to perform. ”
He Qi'er rolled her eyes, you want to perform it yourself, she is not happy to watch this bloody and old-fashioned drama.
"A word of advice: If you miss this woman today, you will surely fulfill her spell in the future. If you don't believe it, wait for time to prove it. This Chrysostom is given to you, even if it is a ticket just now. ”
The first time I made a magic stick, I feel pretty good, quite a master! It's a pity it's free!
Cheng Hengzhi didn't expect that this girl didn't open her mouth to help accuse herself, and she was not obsessed with herself like those women-like, but like the 'god operator' on the hexagram stall on Baolai Street, she actually gave herself a hexagram and paid for the ticket?
Interesting!
"Do you know how to tell fortunes?"
"I only look at looks."
Isn't that the same.....
"Oh? So look, how am I? ”
He Qi'er's palm stretched out, and two green jade fingers stood up: "Two hundred hexagrams!" ”
What a big breath! I just don't know if it's to attract my own attention, or if I really have this strength!
Throughout the ages, gossip and metaphysics are not unnecessary, but now there are not many people who are profound, and those on the street who don't even get their skin out are liars. And they also have a very nice name: the Divine Stick!
"When you are young, you started to learn in the womb, but I'm afraid you will only look at palmistry or something? Why don't you let me see it first? ”
The black line slid down, He Qi'er thought, she was being teased, right? Right!
"If the gentleman wants to see it, don't you mind paying first?"
Anyway, I've seen it just now, and now I can earn it back, and if I don't make it, I won't earn it in vain.