As I got into my car, the two cars began to go in opposite directions.
Su Zhetuo drove the car to the place where he lives now, and of course it belongs to Xiang Qinglan. He is her new neighbor. Therefore, he can see her every day. Compared with the man who doesn't remember anything, I don't know.
Much more successful.
However, when he stood at the door like a fool, and the half-broken door was almost broken by him, she still didn't come out.
He frowned hard. Where had she been? Didn't she agree that she couldn't go out recently? She was probably sick. Thinking of this, his hands became stronger.
Then he heard a loud bang, and the battered door was finally broken by him. Half of the door hung on the edge, looking extremely pitiful.
Three black lines quickly appeared on his forehead. What kind of doors are these? They are too strong. However, that is not what he is worried about now. Looking in from the outside of the door, this place is actually a room.
Everything inside can be seen at a glance from the outside.
But inside, it seemed, there was no one.
He walked in.
"Lan Lan," he called Xiang Qinglan's name, but no one answered him for a long time. Sure enough, there was no one inside.
she went out.
He closed his eyes, feeling a little confused and worried in his heart, while the door outside shook from time to time, seeming to reprimand him for his atrocities.
On the other end, Xiang Qinglan took the information she translated and prepared to send it to the magazine back then. Because she finished it early today and because she hadn't been out for several days, she wanted to send it herself, but she didn't want to.
No more trouble for that man. As long as she is more careful.
She wore very thick clothes in winter because she was too thin, so she didn't look like a pregnant woman at all.
When she raised her head, the sky was unusually clean. This winter was indeed very cold, sometimes so cold that it would even make one's teeth chatter. This winter must be the coldest she has ever experienced.
Too many things happened, and her heart felt like winter.
She breathed into the palm of her hand, and there was a warm feeling between her fingers. It seemed to be very warm. She wrapped her clothes tightly and continued to walk forward.
When I walked out of the magazine, it was already noon. It was indeed much warmer at noon than in the morning, and the sunshine seemed to be particularly good today.
A very cold winter can sometimes be met with warmth.
She stood at the door of the magazine, staring into the distance with some confusion. It was only a few months ago, but it seemed like half a lifetime had passed.
Qing, where are you? How are you doing now?
She was just about to start, but when she saw the figure in front of her, her body shook suddenly. Her eyes widened in disbelief, and her pale white lips trembled slightly. That person, that person...
She walked forward involuntarily, but when she was about to reach it, she stopped abruptly. She watched the man gently supporting the other woman, and placed his lips on her hair,
There was a faint smile on his face, and his turquoise eyes were particularly gentle. It was as if all his gentleness had been exhausted.
Is it you, Qing...
The same hair color, the same appearance, even the eye color is the same, clear lake green, but who is next to him, he is still not hers.
She approached him step by step, but her body felt as if she had been showered with cold water. She had felt the warm sunshine just now, but now she could not feel it at all.
"Let's go," Arthur hugged the woman in his arms tightly, as if he was afraid that the weather would get cold to her. However, when he was about to walk in, he found that his clothes were being pulled.
Turning around, he saw a strange woman pulling at the hem of his clothes. She was a very pale woman. He could see that his cold wind had made her face a little blue, with a slight transparent paleness.
Her fingers were so cold that she couldn't even bend them.
"Miss, are you okay?" Arthur narrowed his green eyes. For some reason, seeing her look, there was an indescribable pain in his heart.
Faintly, it seems to be expanding more and more.
However, there was no such person in his memory. And he could not explain his abnormal emotions.
Miss, Miss, he called her Miss. Xiang Qinglan relaxed his fingers for a moment, and then immediately tightened his grip. Did he not recognize her anymore? Why did he call her such a strange name.
He was obviously her Qing, the Qing she depended on for life. Why, he didn't recognize her anymore. She opened her eyes hard, with two little him squeezed in her pupils, but as for him, he was still
He looked at her with a cold face, as if she was a stranger to him.
Goodbye is like a stranger.
Goodbye is like a stranger,
It's not that he's lost, it's that he doesn't recognize her.
That's why you never came to see her?
Is it true that he really doesn't remember her anymore?
Wang Xiaolan also turned around at the same time. When she saw Xiang Qingqinglan, her face instantly turned gloomy. Why was it this woman again? She remembered this face because she had never forgotten the shame she had brought to her.
Why does she want to take advantage of Arthur? Don't look at her virtues, not to mention her body as thin as a match, her face as white as a ghost, and a woman with a big belly, why should she?
"Maybe one of them wants money?" Wang Xiaolan deliberately held Arthur's arm tighter, and stared at their hands held together by Xiang Qinglan. She couldn't speak to her, only the brokenness fell in her eyes. She blinked from time to time.
Transparent teardrops appeared on the moving eyelashes. In a flash, they began to freeze.
Why it came out like this?
Is he who he is?
Arthur pursed his lips, put his hand in his jacket pocket, and took out a wad of big bills. Maybe Lan was right, all she wanted was money. There was a kind of look in his eyes.
A touch of contempt, a woman who has hands and feet but is used to be a beggar, does not deserve sympathy.
When Xiang Qinglan looked at his actions, a flash of despair and hurt flashed in her eyes. Breathing in the air close to her lips, she shook her head and opened her lips a little more, but still no sound came out.
"What, too few?" Arthur took out a few more cards. This woman was really greedy, because she never spoke, so he, who was a little upset, thought so.
However, he didn't know that his tone would completely hurt a woman.