In the car, the man pulled two tissues and handed them to her so that she would not wipe her nose and tears and would get stuck in the car.

"It's okay, I won't cry."

Yang Ruoyan sniffed and forced himself to prevent tears from falling out. He couldn't cry every time he saw him.

"But you want to cry!"

The man said firmly.

"Don't worry, I won't cry anymore. My injuries have healed a lot and I won't cry anymore."

Yang Ruoyan looked at the road ahead and pretended to be strong, but tears were flooding in his eyes, but tears of grievance were different from what he thought.

The man raised his eyebrows and looked at her. It was only one night that he had been in love with for several years. Can you forget it if you say you can? Why do you want to jump off a building? He didn't believe it at all.

The man thrust his mouth, pinched her chin, and gently wiped the tears at the corners of his eyes with his hand holding a tissue, saying:

"It's good to learn to forget. In fact, you don't have to take other people's words to heart. Let them say whatever they say. You just need to take care of yourself.

Although the pressure on public opinion is great, no one cares about it after a while. Now the limelight is very high. You have to avoid it, just go away."

Yang Ruoyan was stunned. In the past, no other man had ever wiped her tears except Chen Yibo.

My heartbeat couldn't help but increase. I quickly grabbed the tissue from his hand and wiped it on my own, nodded and said:

"Well, thank you for helping me again and again, I'll do it myself.

By the way, I haven't come to wash your handkerchief in a hurry, and it will take two days to return it to you. If it is convenient, you can tell me the address and I'll wash it and deliver it to you.

Oh, you can rest assured that I will never disturb your life!"

She swayed her hands, afraid that she would ask too suddenly, and that she would misunderstand herself like others. After all, he didn't understand her. The random slander of magazines has affected her life. I am afraid that many people would think that she is an indecent woman.

"Haha, no need, just a handkerchief, why are you delivering it? If you don't use it, just throw it away. I'm a little obsessed with cleanliness, and I won't use it anymore...

Well, actually, I don’t mean to dislike you, I just have a cleanliness obsession.”

The man was a little embarrassed. He kindly wanted to send the things back. His words were a little unpleasant, so he quickly explained.

Yang Ruoyan looked at him quietly, not knowing how to respond, but it could be seen that he did not lie.

"By the way, you haven't told me where you are going?"

The man asked through the embarrassment.

"Oh, turn right in front, True Love Wedding Shop."

"What are you doing in the wedding shop?"

The man asked in confusion, could this woman sell herself in one night? Are you going to try out the wedding dress?

In fact, he only guessed it right.

"My dress was borrowed there, my clothes were still there, I'm going to exchange them for it."

The man was even more strange, looking at her with an incredible look on his face and asked:

"Have you been in love with Chen Yibo for several years? As far as I know, he is not a stingy person, not so stingy. He didn't even buy a decent dress for you, right?"

"No, I don't want his money and things. I can make money with good skills. My father's living expenses are enough. Moreover, I am relatively homeless. I usually don't go out and can't use dresses."

"Oh, you're cleansing yourself until you have nothing."

The man's casual words tore up the scar that had healed a little. He didn't say anything anymore, but just let him send her to the wedding shop.
Chapter completed!