I don't know where, there is a melodious singing voice, this is a very old song, but the lyrics are moving.

Ye Xiaomei looked at the mirror in the mirror, as if she saw something, and actually smirked alone.

Listen to that song, follow the rhythm of that song, and diligently keep your room.

"You must know that sadness is always inevitable, and in every waking up, there are some things you don't have to ask now, and some things you never have to wait." Humming this song, Ye Xiaomei slowly woke up from that kind of sadness.

So he waited for that person to come and say to himself, the regret of the breakup, it is better to face everything bravely.

Looking at the clear sky, Ye Xiaomei stretched her waist and looked at the invitation card that had been torn in the wastebasket, Ye Xiaomei suddenly had a bold idea.

Didn't you call to go, then you have to wear a beautiful one, and maybe you can find another spring for yourself.

Thinking of this, Ye Xiaomei touched her chin and laughed out loud.

In fact, people have to live their own lives, so why bother to look like anything for those things.

changed his outfit, put on a light makeup, carried a bag that he was never willing to carry, and went out of the house.

In the restaurant, Fang Qingyou and her boyfriend Xiao Lu looked at the woman in front of them curiously: "What are you doing today, suddenly inviting us to lunch?" ”

"I'm bored, I want you to accompany me, can I?" Ye Xiaomei raised her eyebrows at Fang Qingyou and grinned.

"you, suddenly invite us to dinner for no reason, you must have something, otherwise according to your style, you must be alone at home, cook some quick-frozen dumplings and eat." After all, after being with Fang Qingyou for two years, Xiao Lu also understood Ye Xiaomei's character.

Fang Qingyou ate his favorite shredded meat, and muttered: "Sample, let's talk, there must be something you want us to help with." ”

"Then I said it, you guys give me reference opinions."

After Ye Xiaomei told the ins and outs of yesterday's incident, Xiao Lu and Fang Qingyou both looked at her, glanced at each other again, touched her forehead, and said leisurely: "Honey, you don't have a fever, you have to go to this kind of thing, you have to eat and hold on." ”

"But I just can't swallow that." Ye Xiaomei sandwiched a chicken wing, and said indignantly while eating.

Seeing Ye Xiaomei like this, Fang Qingyou touched her head and said in a good voice: "Isn't it equivalent to revealing the scar on your own wound if you go like this?" ”

“……”

There was silence for a while, and it was not clear how to continue the topic.

After a long time, Xiao Lu said slowly: "Okay, she can go if she wants, everyone invites, and when Ye Xiaomei gets married, invite him again to see whose other half is stronger." ”

What Xiao Lu said was true, Ye Xiaomei also thought so in her heart, she wanted to see how happy that man was.

"Okay, it's just, Xiaomei, when you go, dress better, even if it's for your own breath, you must compare her to her, no matter what kind of eldest lady she is." In the end, it is Fang Qingyou, the little sister who knows herself best: "By the way, when the time comes, ask Chu Ruxi to help you with advice, after all, she flies in the sky." ”