She really couldn't smile in the pain of her heart's overwhelming pain, and she admitted that she was not that strong.
She found a remote seat and sat down, deliberately avoiding his existence.
But my heart didn't listen to her orders and couldn't help but care about his every move.
Whenever I saw the woman smiling sweetly, her heart hurt so much that it seemed to be about to crack.
Three years have passed, and many things can be changed, such as feelings.[
He has his own freedom and the right to choose to live, perhaps this is also a way to forget the past.
That would be fine, as long as he lives well, it would be enough.
She walked quietly to the balcony and looked at the night sky and lost her mind.
The night is as cool as water and the starry sky is brilliant, but why does it feel so desolate?
The sky is still like that, and the starry sky is still like that. But people are no longer like that, so everything has changed.
Looking at the stars in the sky, her eyes slowly began to become sour. Since she left here, she has become a tearful person and can cry anytime and anywhere.
A tear fell silently in her wine glass.
She raised her glass and drank a sip of wine. The wine was very strong and spicy, but she couldn't feel it at all. She just felt the bitterness in her heart spreading continuously.
The sound of footsteps came from behind her. She turned her head and saw that it was Zhang Lang.
"Why did you run out alone?" His voice was calm and slightly forbearing.
"Well... I'll get out and breathe." She seemed a little cramped.
He stood beside her, supported his hands on the railing, and lowered his eyebrows slightly, "Are you doing well?"
"Well, it's very good." She was not in tune with her. How could she be good? She washed her face with tears every day and was depressed.
She let out a sigh of relief and tried hard to squeeze out a smile, "You should be doing well, too."
He was silent for a moment, looked into the distance, and whispered: "Well, maybe it's OK."
The two of them were speechless for a moment, and the atmosphere became silent, and a speechless pain flowed.
"Your girlfriend is very beautiful." She tried her best to find the topic.
He blinked his dark eyebrows, a faint smile on his lips, and turned to look at her, "Is that so? When did your words become so round?"
Tian Mafan was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer for a moment. He was saying that he was hypocritical. The woman looked ordinary and was not beautiful, but she had a special temperament. She thought maybe this temperament attracted him.
Then she forced a smile, "She has a very temperament."
He stared at her slightly, then glanced away and said nothing.
When did they become so unfamiliar that they don't even have a gossip?
She felt bitter in her heart, and she was at a loss to pour the wine in her glass into her mouth.
His slender hand reached over and stopped her movements.
"Don't drink so much wine, drink juice." He took away the wine from her hand, gave it to her, and then turned around and walked into the private room.
Tian Mafan knew that they were so unfamiliar because he had not let go of what she did back then.
Until now, he still remembers that she indirectly caused Shao Mengquan to be cruel.
She slowly closed her eyes and swallowed her tears...
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It's been a month since I came back.
Tian Mafan was still living a life in a daze. She had never seen Zhang Lang again since she had seen him that day.
She came to the hospital to see Shao Mengquan again.