She just put the poster of Yang Zhenxing in front of her bed, returned to the computer and opened her mailbox. Looking at the email that Yang Zhenxing sent her yesterday, she opened the new email and prepared to reply to Yang Zhenxing.
Liu Xiaolu thought for a while. It couldn't be easier to sort out her confused thoughts just now and start coding the content of the email.
Dear traitor Yang Zhenxing:
I heard that you played well in the American NCAA League. Why are you still in the draft and worried that no one will take it? I'm really worried about you.
I really want to give you some confidence, but I can't
Why, because it has nothing to do with me whether you participate in the draft or whether you enter the NBA.
Liu Xiaolu finished writing "Stranger", it's just that simple. Liu Xiaolu read it again and felt good. Thinking about it, she didn't need to have confidence in this betrayer. Since he had already betrayed her, why should we have anything to do with him? From now on, we will go our separate ways.
road, without interfering with each other
Liu Xiaolu looked at the screen, curled up the corner of his mouth slightly, and sneered. This was an expression that had never appeared on his face before. He no longer had the innocence before, but had a more arrogant temperament.
After sending it with a single click, Liu Xiaolu’s heart temporarily fell.
On the other side of the ocean, in the city of Lexington in the United States, it is still night in Lexington in a small apartment. Yang Zhenxing has been waiting for a reply for half a day. During this half day, he has been staring at the computer and refreshing the web page over and over again.
There was an unread email in the inbox, "Oh!" Yang Zhenxing couldn't restrain his excitement and actually shouted out. Then Katie, who was sleeping soundly next to him, turned over, and Yang Zhenxing subconsciously covered his mouth.
At this moment, he became uneasy again. He was worried that the content Liu Xiaolu sent him would not only fail to give him confidence, but would actually make him sad. However, what Yang Zhenxing was most worried about happened.
Yang Zhenxing opened the mailbox slowly. Although he was very anxious to see what was written in the mailbox, he couldn't suppress his nervousness and naturally slowed down the speed of opening the mail. An extremely short email caught Yang Zhenxing's eyes.
In the initial title, the word "traitor" was particularly dazzling. It immediately stung Yang Zhenxing's heart. "Traitor". To be honest, I felt a little wronged. I had just overcome it. It had only been a little more than three days since I left her.
At that time, Katie didn't know this person at all. She said that she was a traitor, which was a bit wronged. After thinking about it carefully, it was also the fault of the person she was in the present. She also blamed herself. There was something rebellious in the back of her head, or
I have betrayal thoughts in my subconscious. It really doesn’t make sense. What can I do? I can only blame myself for being unlucky. Why do I need to travel through time? I lost my wife and lost my army. I came to the University of Kentucky in the United States and became awesome.
Facing the draft problem, if I take a graduate degree at China Youth Agricultural University and get a good job later, it would be better than getting a basic salary in the NBA. Think about it, it’s really not worth the gain.
Looking further down, I heard that you played well in the American NCAA League. Why are you still worried that no one will want you in the draft? I'm really worried about you. Well, okay, remember me. Hehe, look down.
I really want to give you some confidence, but I can't. Seeing that Yang Zhenxing's mood has just calmed down a little bit, things are about to start turning upside down again.
Let’s look at the last sentence, why? Because, whether you participate in the draft or whether you enter the NBA has nothing to do with me.
This suddenly made Yang Zhenxing's mood hit rock bottom. Whether he could enter the NBA or not had nothing to do with the woman he loved. He was still so in love with Liu Xiaolu, but she actually said it was none of his business.
Are women fickle? How could this be like this? I came here to find confidence. Why did I receive such a sad reply? Did Liu Xiaolu not care about her at all? Did she really have nothing to do with him? Yang Zhenxing watched
After seeing this, I was heartbroken, and just when my tears were about to fall, a thought suddenly flashed through my mind. Yes, we broke up. Logically speaking, it has nothing to do with me. My audition really has nothing to do with you. I
What does it matter what the future will be like? After thinking about this, although I shouldn’t be at fault when I traveled back in time and didn’t have the memory of three years ago, Liu Xiaolu was betrayed after all, and she shouldn’t be blamed for bringing the stars back to her.
I fell into my own thoughts: I am just a lonely person working hard in the United States. I have no friends, no family, and no lover. My future really has nothing to do with anyone. But I thought about my situation and my appearance.
The world was still prosperous, but without the warmth of the world, without the memory of three years, I traveled alone to Lexington, a small town in the United States three years later, and still faced so many difficulties, and my future was uncertain.
Who can understand this feeling of being so confused but not getting any help or even a little encouragement from others?
Yang Zhenxing, the more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt. He wanted to cry bitterly to vent his suppressed emotions. Tears of unexpressed emotions began to gather from the corners of his eyes. Just when he was about to start landing, Yang Zhenxing suddenly stood up and said, "Oh my god, God."
, are you still going to let me live? What should I do?" Just as he was struggling and on the verge of crying, the phone suddenly rang.
The phone woke up Katie, "Honey, who is calling so late? Is it a sexual predator? Damn it for disturbing my sleep." Yang Zhenxing saw that Kaidi was in a irritable mood when he was just woken up by the phone. She knew that Kaidi was in a bad mood.
Katie is very tired now, and Katie's look is really heartbreaking. "Sorry, dear, I bothered you." Yang Zhenxing kissed Katie's cheek. "Okay, sleep, okay." Katie was very unhappy and opened the floor.
I have been very busy with the planning of the concert. I work at sunrise and rest at sunset. I finally fell asleep early, but I was woken up by this damn phone call again.
Yang Zhenxing was about to answer the phone, but he was still feeling depressed. Who was calling so late and making it hard for Katie to sleep? If it was a harassing call in the middle of the night, I would definitely file a complaint against him.
Yang Zhenxing picked up the phone and saw a person's name displayed on the caller ID. He was surprised. Then he answered the call that looked familiar yet unfamiliar. Looking at this familiar name, Yang Zhenxing felt like saying no.
