Now that you have turned around, the breakpoints in your emotions will never be restored, no matter how talented you are.
Now that we have turned around, it is a foregone conclusion that we will never be able to love each other again in this life.
Now that we have turned around and meet again, even if we hold hands or hug each other, it will be difficult to regain the wonderful feeling we had at the beginning.
Loneliness is on the left bank, sadness is on the right bank. The other bank of love is pain, affection, and soft singing. No matter whether the beloved remembers the past or not, Bodhi is always there, and those happy and sad past events are hung on the Bodhi tree.
Some fragments, some pictures, no matter how far they are washed away by the turbulent water of the long river of time, every time they reappear, they are as if they happened yesterday, in front of your eyes...inseparable! An oil-paper umbrella, a sunflower
, a thick notebook... The god of love sheds tears, the sky is filled with heartbreak, the heart bursts into tears, and the heart is broken.
Once again, they were a couple who had been in trouble together and had broken up. After sending Yan Xiaolan, Yingzi, and Liu Qingqing back to the rental house, Zhang Xiaodong and Ye Ming hailed a taxi without leaving any space and left.
There was no one. The exhaust gas rising from the back of the taxi that was leaving the city was dark, covering the eyes of Yan Xiaolan and Yingzi as they stared at each other in farewell!
That night, Yan Xiaolan and Yingzi slept in the same room.
"Yingzi, don't go to work there. The diamond world is a place of right and wrong, and you saw it today." In the middle of the night, Yan Xiaolan couldn't sleep, so she turned over and faced Yingzi.
Yingzi asked: "Who is that cool and cold man? I think he seems to have a good background, just by looking at his old-fashioned beautiful bodyguard, I can see it, but he seems to be the same as Xiaodong,
,"
"I don't know either." Yan Xiaolan automatically ignored the second half of the sentence.
Yingzi added: "By the way, why did you suddenly get nervous and run to that place today?"
Yan Xiaolan: "I'm worried about you."
"How silly. I have nothing to worry about. I'm not just in this business." Yingzi turned over and turned her back to Yan Xiaolan, tears streaming down her face.
Of course Yan Xiaolan knew that Yingzi was touched by her inadvertent words again, and she felt really ashamed in her heart, "By the way, Yingzi, when I came to see you today, I happened to see a familiar person."
"Who?" Yingzi turned back to face Yan Xiaolan, the tears on her face were faintly visible.
"Who else could it be? Of course it's my uncle who is famous for only following his wife's orders!" Yan Xiaolan pretended to be relaxed in answering Yingzi, she didn't want to make this topic heavy.
Yingzi suddenly realized, "Did you see your uncle arrive in VIP room 999, and then you pretended to be a prostitute in the nightclub and sneaked in?"
Yan Xiaolan nodded, looking indifferent.
"Baby, you are so willful." Yingzi smiled bitterly and shook her head, "Just to make your wolf-hearted uncle think that his own niece is wandering in a foreign land, unable to survive, and forced to become a prostitute.
You let others trample on you and made him feel ashamed. You were too embarrassed to go see your father, so you didn't hesitate to break into the prostitute's room alone? Really, have you ever thought about whether it is worth it for you to do this? "
"It's not worth it. I didn't expect that when he saw me, he wasn't very shocked. He was still like that... He has been forced by his wife's power all his life and cannot hold his head high as a man. He is not worthy of being a member of our Yan family. My father
His soul in heaven, if he knew about it, he would definitely regret doting on him so much." As Yan Xiaolan spoke, she still made the topic more serious.
Yingzi sighed: "Oh, another sad story about ear raking in Sichuan."