It just feels so depressing, so depressing, so depressing that I can't even breathe.
It wasn't until the deliberately lowered footsteps disappeared that she opened her eyes and looked at the door that was still shaking.
The squeaking, monotonous sound pierced straight into her heart.
That night, she didn't sleep all night. Every time she fell asleep, it was all about spending money on her. Every time she woke up, she always found that her heart was constantly contracting, and the pain seemed to be real.
Her endurance reached the extreme. However, she could only endure it.
Then everything is bearable, let alone such a dark night.
And she didn't know that she hadn't slept all night, but another man was standing outside the door, accompanying her all the time. The man stood leaning against the wall with his hands folded on his chest. The door had been repaired by someone.
A door closes the world between two people, and Baoneng looks across the sea at the heart that can no longer be touched.
He hugged his arms tightly. Sure enough, this winter was the coldest winter he had ever encountered.
Sighing slightly, he looked at the door that had become brand new, but still could not block any wind and rain.
"Lan Lan, whether you need me or not, I will always be by your side. As long as you look back, you can see me."
The cold wind blew from time to time against his pale lips, which were getting colder. There were cigarette butts scattered on the ground. He had not smoked for a long time. The doctor said that such smoking was not good for the child, so he had not touched it for a long time.
, but now, he has smoked so much at once, and he doesn’t know if he will get tobacco poisoning tomorrow.
This night is a sad night for them, but no matter how difficult the night is, it can be passed. As long as you open your eyes, maybe the dawn will come next time.
Xiang Qinglan gently took a breath of hot air on her hand. She has been standing here like a fool. In fact, she is a fool now. It is obvious that he no longer knows her and has forgotten her. However,
But she still couldn't convince herself to give up.
He is not a stranger, he is her Qing, her Qing.
While looking directly, several people came towards her. She trembled slightly and felt a slight pain in her eyes. The winter wind was very cold, and she felt as if her eyes were about to freeze.
The man's green eyes looked at the woman next to him. Such an extremely beautiful woman, he seemed to be talking to her, causing the woman to smile.
And there was a slight pain in her stomach, a faint pain, which seemed to be protesting against the influence of her mother on him. The baby was hers. If she was sad, the baby would be sad with her. She quickly protected him.
Covered his abdomen.
Sorry baby, I'm really sorry...
They passed her, and she just stiffened.
"Strange, didn't I give you money yesterday? Why are you asking for it again today? We are not philanthropists." Wang Xiaolan saw Xiang Qinglan standing like a gatekeeper from a distance, but she did not forget it.
This woman had made her lose so much face. Although Yin Sa did everything, she was the one to blame the most.
If she hadn't stood in the middle of the road and let her hit her, could she have been blamed by so many people? If it hadn't been for her, would Arthur have blamed her? Everything was her fault, and now, she still wants to appear in her
within sight...
Could it be that she also took a fancy to the man next to her? She didn't even look at her own appearance. She looked so poor that she could just as well work as a maid.
She raised her exquisitely described eyes, rolled her eyelids, and looked more and more shabby.
"Arthur, let's go, ignore her." She held the man's arm tightly. Such a possessive movement made Xiang Qinglan's eyes fall again. They were very moist, showing endless hurt.
.
The pale little face is hidden in the hair, and there seems to be a sparkle there.
Well, Arthur just agreed lightly and didn't let Wang Xiaolan let go. But when he walked towards Xiang Qinglan, he almost didn't want to see him. His heart seemed to have been pinched, making it difficult to breathe.
He turned his head, and she looked up, and their eyes met together. However, this time he turned away first. She was not the woman he wanted, and he always didn't want to take a second look at her.
But, surprisingly, he didn't realize that he had already looked at it more than twice.
There are some things that I obviously care about and want to find out, but I push them away and break them with my own hands.
There is only a thin line between happiness and misfortune. His indifference today is the reason for the pain of the person he cherished most in the past.
The two people left again, and Wang Xiaolan's hand kept holding Arthur's arm. Wang Xiaolan turned back, with an extremely ironic arc on her lips.
Xiang Qinglan just looked at them holding each other, leisurely, with cold tears falling down her eyes. There was no sound, and she had no way to ask. Without the sound, what else could she say for herself?
But his unfamiliar eyes made her unable to say anything, yes, there was no sound or no sound, it didn't matter.
Because he doesn't know her and has forgotten her.
"Lan Lan..." A surprised voice sounded. There was only one person in the world who called her that, Su Zhetuo, her ex-husband, but now he seemed to be the only one who would be by her side.
They say that everything in this world will change, but love will never change.
Has Su Zhetuo changed? Has she changed?
So Qing, has it changed?
Perhaps, he has always been like that. When he was not Qing, would he still stay by Xiang Qinglan's side?
A palm was placed on her shoulder, and then came the embrace that she had always rejected but would never leave now. She needed warmth, really needed it, otherwise, she really couldn't support her body, and the embrace that kept her going
Worried child.
Her second child, however, was an unrecognizable child raised by her.
It's also clear.
Su Zhetuo narrowed his eyes dangerously, but his eyes kept staring in the direction Arthur left. They met, or...
He lowered his head and glanced at Xiang Qinglan complicatedly. Although he had thought of this, when the thing actually happened, when he really encountered it, he had an indescribable feeling.