"Sir...sir..." the passers-by shouted several times. Seeing that Jinyang didn't respond, they raised their hands and pushed Jinyang. Jinyang finally came back to his senses and looked confused.
He looked at the passers-by, and his face was frighteningly white.
A passerby handed Jinyang's cell phone to him: "Your cell phone."
Jin Yang took it and wanted to say thank you, but found that his throat seemed to be strangled and he couldn't make any sound at all. In the end, he could only nodded, then took the phone and walked out in despair.
the crowd.
He has a handsome appearance and a tall and straight figure. He is particularly eye-catching wherever he goes. But at this moment, he is sad and his steps are a little staggering.
He walked to his car, opened the door, sat in, and then quickly closed the door, cutting off all the disturbances outside. Suddenly, as if he had taken off all disguises, he leaned slumped against the back of the car.
I raised my hand and grabbed my heart, feeling the pain inside that hadn't stopped since I saw the text message, and then I thought... I deserve it... Jinyang, I hurt you so much...
.....Who asked you to leave, who asked you to leave...
As he thought about it, Jinyang's eyes turned red. He raised his hand and subconsciously covered his eyes. He kept telling himself that he was a grown man, and men would not shed tears easily, but because of his
He endured it, and the pain in his eyes became even worse. In the end, he couldn't control it at all, and tears fell down hard, hitting his clothes, causing small flowers to bloom.
Who said that tears are colorless blood.
At this moment, he was really bleeding... He was bleeding all over his body...
Although he was in good health and not injured at all, he knew that he was covered in bruises and bruises.
Why did he leave her...
Why did he leave her...
Why did he leave her...
Don't you know that she has always been a lonely person? If you leave her, there will be no one around her who can treat her sincerely, right?
As Jin Yang thought about it, the tears fell even more fiercely. He knew that he was in the car and no one could see him, but he still covered his eyes, and the tears soaked between his fingers.
"Deeply... you and I..."
When did he say this to her? He clearly said it. Why didn't he do it?
"Jinyang...why did you leave her?" He kept asking himself this question. At the end of the question, his shoulders started to twitch, and then he lost his voice.
He cried bitterly.
How sad can a man be to cry like this?
Jin Yang didn't know, he only knew that he was sad, sad for the child he had just known but had lost, sad for the woman who was pregnant with his child but couldn't keep it, sad for Lin who was clutching at the last straw to find him.
Deeply sad...
Jinyang's hand slowly fell from his eyes, and more tears fell. He heard his own choked voice coming out vaguely: "Jinyang, you shouldn't have left her...
..."
You really shouldn't leave Beijing, leave her. You clearly know that you can't leave her.
