"Brother, you can stop me from seeing her, but you can't stop me from liking her. What you can do for her, I can do too. If it weren't for Sister Qingyou, I would never bother you, but Sister Qingyou will always be there.
In Xia Xia's heart, I can protect her and give her happiness..."
"Shut up!" Zhou Han picked him up with force, threw him to the ground, pointed his finger at him and angrily yelled, "I'm warning you, don't touch my woman, you can't even think about it!" Then he turned around.
He stepped into the car, stepped on the accelerator and left. If he didn't leave, he would beat Zhou Yang to death!
Zhou Yang sat down on the ground, stroking his hair that was messed up by the wind with his hands. He never bowed to difficulties. The more difficult the level, the more motivated he was. Brother, it is normal for you to get angry. This can show that Xia Xia is there.
The importance in your heart, but some things are not yours and will never belong to you no matter what. This is fate and no one can change it. Xia Xia, I will wait for you to forget Zhou Han...
Zhou Han was driving a BMW in the night, and the warm yellow street lights were moving backwards one by one, as if his heart was sinking little by little. The car passed by, and the fallen leaves on the roadside were picked up and turned around a few times.
Then he leisurely fell back to the ground. Xia Xia's smiling face was clearly visible in Zhou Han's mind. He knew that she was hiding it hard, but since she didn't say anything, he wouldn't expose it. They kept that space for each other in a tacit understanding.
But he ignored that her space was already filled with hard work. If Zhou Yang hadn't said it, he would rather believe that Xia Xia was happy. He chose to believe that as long as two people were together, she would be happy.
It turns out that the person who understands her least in the world is me...
Zhou Han parked the car opposite Xia Xia's house. The "Summer Flowers" shop was closed, and there were no lights on the second floor, indicating that they had all fallen asleep. Zhou Han sat in the car, resting his chin on his hand, looking up
Looking at the window on the second floor, he recalled the warmth and comfort inside, haha, he really yearned for it. After twenty-nine and almost thirty years of living in luxury, he felt fear in his heart, fearful because he was not grounded, as if
The achievements in front of you can be destroyed at any time, and fame, fortune, money, and honor are just fleeting clouds.
He took out the cigarette from his coat pocket, took out the lighter from the car, and flicked it skillfully. The lighter emitted a transparent flame. If it weren't for the faint blue in the middle of the flame, he would have thought that the lighter was just a decoration.
Can't ignite anything.
Zhou Han held the cigarette between his slender and even fingers and took a deep breath. The bright sparks from the cigarette end almost reflected his uneasiness. The smoke passed through his Adam's apple and entered his lungs. It circled around and was spit out again.
In fact, he doesn't like smoking, but as an entrepreneur, smoking and drinking are only necessary for communication. He has a bad stomach and smoking makes him sick, but whenever he feels sad and entangled, he always wants to use smoking to try to relieve it, maybe like this
As all men who smoke often say, "What I smoke is not cigarettes, but loneliness!"
Xia Xia was not asleep at this time. She tried hard not to think about Zhou Han, but the harder she tried, the more she thought about it, and the more she thought about it, the more she couldn't sleep. She didn't dare to call him, fearing that he would come over in the middle of the night if he got excited.
Find her. Xia Xia took out "Tears of the Sea" from the bedside table. The round and big pearl seemed to be covered with a warm glow. If this was Zhou Han's heart, she would be willing to treasure it.
She got up and walked to the window to see if the moon outside was as bright as a pearl. Suddenly she saw a car parked on the opposite side of the road. It was obviously Zhou Han's BMW. Didn't he go back? It was so late.
Why are you here? Why didn't you call me here?
There was a faint smoke coming from the car window, which was very obvious under the street lights. Xia Xia thought about whether to call him. She returned to the bedside table, picked up the phone, pressed a series of familiar numbers, and asked why she didn't call him.
The number was stored in her mobile phone. She thought that every time she pressed the number, she would think about it one more time.
But in the end, she cleared it up and returned to the window, watching the smoke rising in circles under the street lamp... Since he didn't look for me, there must be his reasons.
Although it was already late at night, the street lights outside lit up the whole street. In comparison, the bright moon hanging high in the night sky seemed to have lost its color. Xia Xia thought of her hometown and Shanghai, where there were also the same tall buildings and the same human lights.