"But it's different now. I have Xiaojiao, and I have to think about the future. I have to think about Xiaojiao. Xiaojiao's life was very hard before. She raised her younger brother all by herself, and then she went to do that
One line, how many bitter tears are there in it?"
"I spent a lot of time getting closer to Xiaojiao's heart. To be honest, it's much harder than fighting the Four Diamonds. I love her, I really love her, and I'm willing to spend my whole life loving her.
"
"Whenever I want to get angry, I think about Xiaojiao. If something happens to me, who will take care of her?"
"My words are very rough, but I think you can understand. This is my first job. I really rely on my own ability to make some money, plan my future life, and give Xiaojiao a stable home."
"So I unknowingly regarded this entertainment city as the cornerstone of realizing my dream."[
"If the entertainment city is full of customers, my job will continue and I will be closer to my dream; if the entertainment city is empty, my job may be lost..."
That night, Jin Ren talked a lot, some of which I understood, some of which I didn't understand, some of which I raised my hands to support, and some of which I couldn't agree with.
The next morning, the Fireworks Alley was particularly cold after the rain, with a faint hint of cool breeze blowing through.
I probably won’t be able to afford Han Bing’s boyfriend’s expensive car in my lifetime.
I opened the door and got in, and found that Han Bing was also in the back seat, instead of sitting in the passenger seat as before.
And the atmosphere seemed particularly weird, the air was filled with the smell of a fight that had just taken place.
Silence.
Deathly silence.
On the way to No. 1 Middle School, the atmosphere in the car was like ice.
It's cold outside and even colder inside.
No one spoke, no one made a sound from beginning to end.
My throat was so itchy that I didn't even dare to cough lightly, so I could only swallow hard.
The twenty-minute journey seemed like ten thousand years. When getting out of the car, Han Bing didn't even say a word. He slammed the door hard and the car turned around without stopping.
...It’s a cold war.
"What happened?" I couldn't help but ask as I walked into the school gate.
"We broke up." Han Bing could almost scrape ice chips off his face.