Wen Qiao grabbed his phone and glanced at Shen Du.

I saw him sitting there silently, looking at her quietly.

Although his expression was very light, it made Wen Qiao's heart tense inexplicably.

"Wen Qiao, let me ask you, where are you? It's been a month, and enough trouble has it, right? ”

On the other end of the phone, Jin Pingzhou's impatient tone still carried a bit of high-minded charity.

As if he took the initiative to bow his head this time, she should be grateful to Dade for kneeling at his feet to accept it.

Wen Qiao didn't want to waste any more time with him, but she felt that there were some things that she had to say to him clearly, so at first, she was calm: "Jin Pingzhou, we don't care anymore, where I am, it doesn't matter to you." ”

The man lit a cigarette, spit out a puff of smoke, and was silent for a while before he said, "Wen Qiao, be nice, I can't give you Mrs. Jin's position, I can give you whatever you want." ”

In this way, Wen Qiao only feels bored and ridiculous when he listens to it now.

"Jin Pingzhou, have you heard, a qualified ex should be as quiet as dead, not disturbing is the best respect for the deceased, I didn't come to you this month, I think I should also give you enough respect."

For a moment, Jin Pingzhou thought that he was hallucinating.

He laughed angrily: "You and I die?" ”

Oh, yes.

Dead and buried, the grass on the grave is two meters high.

Wen Qiao's unobedient attitude completely angered Jin Pingzhou, and a burst of indescribable emotions surged in the man's heart, like a stone blocked in the position of his chest.

He knew that there was no more qualified stand-in than her.

He probably ...... No such stand-in can be found.

In the month she disappeared, Jin Pingzhou didn't look for her.

But all his contact information was blocked by her.

She'd never played with him like this before.

The man's temples jumped suddenly, and he crushed the cigarette in his hand that had only taken a few puffs into the ashtray, and said in a calm voice: "Wen Qiao, enough is enough." ”

Either way, it wasn't her turn to say the end of the sentence first.

Wen Qiao is actually a person who doesn't have much temper, or rather, she doesn't like the feeling of being out of control.

She knew that hysteria would not solve anything.

"It's not just about it, it's about it."

After Wen Qiao finished speaking, he didn't wait for Jin Pingzhou to react again, hung up the phone directly, and turned off his mobile phone.

Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at the man sitting on the sofa, and carefully considered the words in her heart.

Before I could think of what to say, I heard him speak first.

"Ex-boyfriend?"

"Actually...... I don't know if it can be counted. ”

He suppressed his emotions and smiled casually, "What do you say?" ”

"My relationship with him is only known to those in their circle, maybe in their eyes, I am just a ......"

Shen Du raised his eyes to look at her, his eyes were dark, as if with a whirlpool, and that kind of look made her still not say the two words of being cheap after all.

"Okay, it's not too early, let's go rest first."

He didn't seem to care about the things between her and Jin Pingzhou.

Because this is just an agreement marriage for each to take what he needs, and her past is nothing to care about in his eyes.

Don't care, don't care, because ...... Not loved.

"Good night."

Wen Qiao calmly said goodnight to him, then turned around and walked back into the house.

She lay on the bed and closed her eyes.

The dark blue futon was obviously new, but it always made Wen Qiao feel that there was still a cold and refreshing breath like a man.

The unfamiliar place made Wen Qiao not sleep very peacefully.

What disturbed her even more was that she had a very shameful dream.

She dreamed of that night.

That one...... A night that rises and falls in the tide of desire.