With a long sigh, Bu Xianxian picked up her bag: "Actually, you should also pursue your happiness, Xueyan!"
"Who says it's not?" Tang Xueyan was stunned for a moment, then smiled. What is happiness? They say happiness is like a flower. It's not that she doesn't want to chase it, but it's a pity that her happiness doesn't even have a bud, so she can't chase it.
"Well...my brother..." Bu Xianxian looked at Tang Xueyan, opened his mouth tentatively, and said hastily, "Forget it, forget it, pretend I didn't say anything, I'd better go home and forget it!"
The afternoon sun shines on the road, and the dust traces floating in the air dance with it. The cool air is filled with a touch of warmth, and it does not make people feel cold at all. Bu Xianxian pulled the satchel in her elbow, and the vermilion was translucent
The color made her miss last winter.
It rained lightly that winter, and she had everything at that time, but time passed like water, bringing spring and washing away the joy.
Reality is always bloody, and many things are more dramatic than drama. In just a blink of an eye, a glance can last ten thousand years. All people are changing, and all speculations have also changed tracks. Many things, many people...are already conscious or unaware.
Unconsciously, he left far away.
The person who once braved the drizzle with her, shouting and hawking in the street, the person who was repeatedly hit by life, but always got up despite the hardships... is no longer here.
The sun was not very hot, but Bu Xianxian was trembling a little, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on his palms unconsciously.
"Mr. He, what do you need from me?" The phone in the bag vibrated for about ten minutes. Bu Xianxian sighed softly, glanced at the caller ID, and spoke in a very polite tone.
He Jiayan? Why did he call suddenly?
"Miss Bu, no, is it convenient for Mrs. Hei to meet you now? I'm in your old store!" He Jiayan said with a low smile.
"If you have anything to say, you can tell me now!" He Jiayan's words made Bu Xianxian feel his scalp numb and his heart skip a beat. It was a bad feeling.
"I'm going abroad soon. If I leave this time, I may never come back again! Shop - are you interested?"
Dramas, novels... Literary and artistic works originate from life and are higher than life. This sentence is not true at all. Bu Xianxian suddenly felt that life is actually a drama. One second you were reminiscing about the past, and the next second this is
Duan Nianhua has been placed on the chopping board for you to watch and even play with.
This happens to be just right, isn't it?
Bu Xianxian couldn't help but laugh. It turns out that she can occasionally act as a member of a bloody drama. According to the needs of the plot, the role can be the heroine, the supporting actress, or even just a supporting role.
"Then I'll go over now!" After saying that, he cut off the phone decisively.
Pushing open the almost unchanged door, Bu Xianxian was surprised to find that the small storefront that was once crowded turned out to be so empty. It turned out that even his memory was wrong.
"You want to go abroad?" He Jiayan was the only one in the store, and Bu Xianxian was not surprised at all. Who would walk into the empty store unless related people? For him, she really made a big deal.
He Jiayan was leaning against the cashier, staring intently at Bu Xianxian who walked in.
"Tonight's ticket!" After a while, He Jiayan raised the thing in his hand and said, "How are you doing?"
Bu Xianxian's eyes drifted to He Jiayan's hand, he took out a tissue from his bag, slowly wiped the dusty chair a few times, and sat down: "It's okay!"
"Bu Xianxian remembers the first time we met?" He Jiayan said with a distant look and a flat tone, "Do you still remember that underground bar?"
How could she forget? The person who went with her did it for her... This sentence dug deeply into the memory. After a long silence, she nodded gently.
"That was the first time I met you. At that time, I was still thinking about such a woman with the face of a mistress. What is so outstanding that the CEO of Hei Group has given up on so many famous ladies? Is it just because she is better in bed?"
"The face of the mistress is the life of the first wife! It is destined to be me, no one can take it away from me!" Bu Xianxian was a little surprised and asked, "Is it her?"
He Jiayan nodded, and then said: "I advised you to let go, but you didn't! In fact, I have always thought about everything more than anyone else, and everything goes smoothly. I just didn't expect that everything went wrong!"
Bu Xianxian looked at He Jiayan sadly, with a touch of pain in his eyes: "Maybe it's the best choice for me to let go! But even if I walk away, will she be by his side? Will your heart be at peace?
?”
You love her! Bu Xianxian had a sentence in his throat, but he couldn't say it out. Is he doing so many things for her because he loves her?
He Jiayan looked at Bu Xianxian and walked over: "No!"
When he said a word, it felt like there was a thorn stuck in his throat. But even if he was uneasy, he still hoped to help her. Life had given her too much suffering, and he hoped that she could be happy. So,
When she said she needed him, he did it without hesitation even though he knew that many things were unconscionable.
Flexing her somewhat stiff fingers, Bu Xianxian tightened her coat. One person is nice to another person for no reason, so nice that there is no limit. Does this need to be explained? Bu Xianxian felt sour, she
Why not? We know clearly that we can love, and the lovely person can only love three points, and love ourselves completely. But we have repeatedly lost the limit. Can they keep going? When this thought first came to mind, Bu Xianxian's heart
Suddenly, there was panic.
"What are your plans for the store?"
"I have asked the lawyer to handle the ownership of the store and other issues," He Jiayan took out a document, "This store belongs to you Bu Xianxian from this moment on!"
"I thought this was hers!" Although Bu Xianxian still had some doubts, he was not vague. Although He Jiayan bought this store, wasn't it her intention? It seems that it was not what she thought.
That way.
Bi Nian'er, see what you missed? Bu Xianxian laughed.
"Since Mr. He is so generous, I have no choice but to accept it!" He calmly took the document and took a few deep breaths. A hot flash surged in Bu Xianxian's heart, and a trace of moisture slowly emerged...
Bu Xianxian's expression was serious and solemn, her slightly trembling fingers revealed her emotions, and her eyes held him back like a punishment shackles...
"I'm sorry!" He said his apology without any confidence. He Jiayan opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something more, but finally heaved a sigh of relief.
This article has been revised many times. My younger brother (real brother) said that the heroine is a crybaby in the first part and cruel in the second part, and she is not shady...it’s confusing, so let’s just make do with it and no more revisions! Hey