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65: bump into

The light from the crack in the door swept across his face, cutting out the outline of loneliness. Cheng's mother felt sad, "It's gone, it's gone, my son is gone too!"

Cheng Zihang stood up and punched the quilt hard. Cheng's mother cried and said: "You kid, why are you so ignorant? Don't force her to do it, okay? Live a good life with Yinan, okay!?"

"No! No!" Cheng Zihang, who had always been gentle, finally broke out. His eyes were red. Looking at his mother's frightened expression, he lowered his head almost in defeat, "Mom, I don't seem to be able to love anyone anymore. I won't

I don’t want anyone else, Mom is so useless!·”.

The girl who said she would never marry anyone in her life, the little girl sitting behind his bicycle swaying her legs, humming a ditty and singing tender songs, time was like a picture, she had been there, loved her, and liked to take a nap on his shoulder.

, but now, I have closed my heart tightly and no longer open it to him.

That door closed the door to youth, but it hurt those who were awake.

Cheng Zihang closed his eyes and couldn't hold back the tears anymore.

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"Cen'er, are you okay?" Lin Ke'er, who was following her without daring to speak, looked at her lost look, tugged at the corner of her clothes, and asked worriedly.

Su Cen smiled bitterly, his eyes empty, "It's okay, my fate with him is over in this life, he should have a woman who cares for him and loves him..."

After saying goodbye to Lin Keer, Su Cen didn't want to go home, but wandered aimlessly on the street. At this time, she thought she should sort out her emotions.

Looking at Z City where the lights were on, Su Cen felt inexplicably lonely. She walked past one window after another and looked at all kinds of passers-by. She suddenly had the urge to cry. This low mood made her feel at a loss what to do.

When passing by the China World Trade Center Building, I saw through the window that the clerk at the Armani counter was changing the new shirts of the season to the models on display. The tall, straight and angular plastic man placed there looked very much like that arrogant and arrogant man with the new clothes.

Someone, Su Cen laughed unconsciously, and his mood suddenly improved.

Just as he was about to push open the glass door and go in to buy the clothes, his attention was attracted by a man and a woman getting out of a luxury car not far away.

The woman's figure is overall thin but partially plump. She is wearing the latest CD dress and new spring shoes from Dolce & Gabbana. She has long hair, a delicate face, and exquisite makeup. Her slightly childish face shows her age, which is 20.

appearance.

If this girl remembers correctly, she should be Ye Qianqian, a sophomore in the art department who is known as the most talented woman, who came to her class a few days ago and showed off her taste in front of her as if she was rich!

But what was hanging on her body was her Su Cen's husband - Shen Mohan!

The two of them walked to the club talking and laughing. Su Cen just looked at her husband coldly. She, Su Cen, was going to buy a shirt for his man! She hugged the girl's slender waist affectionately and looked high-spirited.

Walk into the club and disappear into the overwhelming light!

Seeing the two people disappearing, Su Cen suddenly laughed out loud. He laughed for a long time, making himself burst into tears! The laughing passers-by looked sideways and asked, "Did this woman run away from a mental hospital?"

He looked at her with his eyes.

After laughing enough, Su Cen touched the tears on his face, stroked the tear stains on his face, patted his face, pushed up his cheeks with both hands, tried hard to create a smile, took a deep breath,

Walk over and open the glass door of that store.

"Good evening, beautiful lady, how can I help you?" As soon as he entered the door, with a warm voice, the clerk came up to him with a sweet smile.

Su Cen pursed her lips and smiled, "Please give me a shirt from a model. The size is 185, 90a. Thank you."

"Okay, please sit here and wait for a moment!" The clerk took her to the VIP area to rest.

Su Cen smiled and nodded. As soon as he turned around, he suddenly ran into a wall of people, a strong embrace, and a magnetic voice: "Miss, are you okay?"


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