But what about him? Facing the one he loves, he has to cruelly pretend to be indifferent, and then pretend to smile to face his heart that has already been hurt to the point of heartbreak because of Xiao Tong.
Anjie was heartbroken.
However, he still decisively used his big hands to separate Xiao Tong's stubborn hands from his waist.
He decisively separated Xiao Tong's fingers.
His heart was already in too much pain and he couldn't breathe.
It's just that Anjie believes that these are just the darkness before dawn. When Xiaotong gets her passport to fly to the United States in a few days, she will definitely understand herself.
"You shameless woman, get out of here." When Anjie finally separated Xiao Tong's fingers with difficulty, Qianzi sneered at her and pushed Xiao Tong to the ground mercilessly.
She was obviously the one who stole Xiao Tong's lover, but she was using the most unpleasant words to scold Xiao Tong.
"Anjie, don't leave me." Xiao Tong had no way of caring about Qianzi's scolding. She just got up from the ground again and wanted to hold Anjie's hand. She was begging him bitterly.
"Go away, you shameless woman." Qianzi pushed Xiao Tong to the ground again.
Xiao Tong's shirt was torn at his elbows, and his knees were bruised by Qianzi's heavy push.
The messy but clean long hair just rubbed against the dirty cement and soil.
But all this is secondary.
What Xiao Tong cares about is what An Jie does.
She was half sitting on the ground, the bag in her hand was thrown far away, she frowned heartbrokenly, her tears fell silently down her cheeks like broken beads. She bit her lip stubbornly, her
Her face was so pale that there was no trace of blood, but she still stubbornly looked at the heartless An Jie.
All she wanted was his comfort and explanation.
However, Xiao Tong was disappointed.
With everyone watching, she saw An Jie walking away heartlessly.
There is no nostalgia or explanation for the woman left behind.
Xiao Tong's heart was torn open again. Anjie was cruelly walking on the blood of her torn heart on the road to happiness with other women.
His back was so ruthless and determined.
Yes, that woman Qianzi will definitely tell Anjie about the insult she suffered. Anjie must be despising herself, and he must be despising herself for being unclean.
Qian Zi sneered at Xiao Tong and then followed An Jie.
Xiao Tong saw that Qianzi took An Jie's arm so confidently.
But what about her?
She was pushed to the ground by Qianzi, but she could only become the target of thousands of passers-by.
She turned out to be a third person despised by the world.
"You deserve it, you actually want to steal someone else's husband."
"This kind of woman should be cut to pieces by a thousand cuts."
"..."
Facing the ridicule from everyone, Xiao Tong suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed.
Who stole whose lover?
Who is the real third party?
Xiao Tong wanted to cry but had no tears.
Faced with An Jie's ruthlessness, her love for him would not die.
It was he who completely pushed the remaining hope for him in her heart into the abyss of destruction.
*
"That's enough. You should be satisfied with the play now, right?" Out of everyone's sight, An Jie decisively shook off Qianzi's hand holding his arm. Xiao Tong's sad smile kept lingering in his mind.
He was circling around, knowing that Xiao Tong was completely disappointed in him.
But what about his heart?
Who can understand his true inner feelings?
His heart is bleeding, and who can see it?
"Haha, I'm really satisfied." Qianzi didn't seem to care about Anjie's determination. Her sinister eyes were coated with a layer of meanness, and she walked away with a big smile.
She was very satisfied: her perfect second plan was successfully and smoothly implemented.
*
The sky is extremely hazy, and the weather is gradually getting cooler at this late summer season.
Xiao Tong packed up her personal belongings on her desk.
She looked lonely and lonely, and occasionally she would be in a daze while packing her things.
A heavy sigh came, and Xiao Tong's heart was broken again.
Since Anjie no longer belongs to her, it is time for her to leave Hongsheng Advertising Company.
"Director Xiao, do you really want to resign?" the secretary asked Xiao Tong with a look of regret.
"Well, we will meet again." Xiao Tong looked up with a wry smile. After working here for several years, she was already familiar with everything here and had a deep affection for it.
However, times have changed and things are not what they used to be.
She has no reason to stay here anymore.
"It's just your letter..." The secretary sighed, she raised the letter addressed to Xiao Tong she just received in her hand and said to Xiao Tong.
"Put it here." Xiao Tong said to the secretary. She knew without looking at her that the letter must be from Xiao Yang: "If there is another letter in the future, just return it." Xiao Tong smiled bitterly and shook his head.
the secretary said.
These letters from Xiao Yang made Xiao Tong smile bitterly, but she was still as unwilling to open them as before.
However, he has always been very punctual in sending letters every three days, but this time the letter seemed to be sent almost half a month later.
When the secretary walked out of the office, Xiao Tong took out a drawer full of letters that Xiao Yang had written to her over the past few months and put them in a cardboard box in front of her. When Xiao Tong picked up the letters that Xiao Yang had just sent,
When she was about to put the incoming letter into the cardboard box, she discovered that the letter from Xiao Yang seemed special.
Looking at the reminder on the envelope, it looks like there is a miniature voice recorder inside.
Xiao Tong immediately felt that something was wrong, her expression changed and she quickly opened the envelope.
Sure enough, there was indeed a miniature recorder inside.
Quickly putting on the headset, Xiao Tong pressed the start button of the recorder with a solemn expression. At the same time, Xiao Tong felt a vague sense of ominousness.
"Xiao Tong, are you okay?" Xiao Yang's weak voice came from the recorder. He seemed to be suffering from a huge pain. His voice sounded not only weak but also very tired.
This made Xiao Tong's heart suddenly sink, and she began to panic inexplicably.
After so many years, Xiao Yang has been like a relative of hers. Even if they can't become lovers, he will still stay in Xiao Tong's heart forever like a relative, which is extremely precious.
Therefore, Xiao Tong has always hoped that he can live a happy, healthy and happy life.
But, what happened to Xiao Yang?
The voice was so weak and weak.
Xiao Tong's heart clenched tightly. She held her breath and listened carefully to Xiao Yang's voice that sounded distant and tired on the recorder.
"Today is the 135th day since we were separated. I miss you so much. You must have not opened the previous letter, right? But it doesn't matter anymore. This is the last time I give you
You wrote a letter because my hand is disabled..." As Xiao Tong's heart suddenly sank, his vision turned dark, and Xiao Yang's voice in the recorder began to sob. Xiao Tong even
Xiao Yang's low-pitched cry could be heard from the recorder, and Xiao Tong's face suddenly turned pale.
How could Xiao Yang's hand be disabled?
All this must not be true, it must not be.
"No -" Xiao Tong's lips trembled, she didn't want to believe this fact at all.