It was almost five o'clock, and Yan carefully estimated the time when he would get off work. Even though he knew it would not be such a coincidence, he still left the store decisively.
As I walked, I looked around, and there was indeed no sign of Huang Xiaojue.
She secretly blamed herself for being suspicious, because Huang Xiaojue was at work at this time. There was no doubt about his professional ethics, and it was impossible for him to skip work and wander around.
My heart slowly calmed down, I crossed the street and waved for a taxi.
Several cars passed by in a row, and they were all full.
She was about to take a few steps forward when she was suddenly hugged tightly from behind.
Her heart skipped a beat, but she felt a burning breath next to her neck and ears, as well as the choking voice: "Thin... thin..."
He kept calling her by name, and besides, couldn't say a word.
Yan Xixian closed her eyes slightly and swallowed back the tears that were about to well up in her eyes.
The big hugging hands were like iron hoops, hugging her even more tightly: "Thin... thin..."
These two words were repeated over and over again, just like his hoarse voice.
Cars came and went, and passers-by looked at him strangely. After a long time, Yan Xixi pried his hands apart.
As soon as she turned around, Huang Xiaojue immediately stretched out his hand again.
She immediately took a big step back and said calmly: "Xiaojue, don't do this."
His eyes were red: "Xixi, I'm sorry... I hurt you..."
Her face was slightly turned to the side.
Yes, Xiaojue, it was you who hurt me.
After his father died, the family was devastated, and his father didn’t even have a decent funeral. I still remember returning to school on the day he buried his father, Xiaojue was waiting for him all the way, stretched his neck, and stretched out his hands to hug him when he saw him - that
From a moment on, she thought that he would become her lifelong support.
However, when his mother died of illness, he did not become someone to rely on;
When he was caught, he did not become someone to rely on;
When he was bullied by his relatives and friends, he still did not become someone to rely on.
She couldn't even imagine what the consequences would have been if Xu Xiaoya hadn't called Zhang Xiang?
Could it be that Huang's mother and her nephew teamed up to blackmail her again and again to the point where she couldn't even pay for it by selling her blood?
Xiaojue, your mother clearly saw that I was alone and no one would help me - because you wouldn't even help me!!!
You are her son, and you will always be connected by blood.
And what about me? Who am I?
I'm just an outsider.
As long as you are determined, your mother would not dare to bully me like this.
There is only one you left in my world - and you hurt me like this.
Xiaojue, how can you still love me?
She no longer loves him.
From the moment I deleted his mobile phone number, I really didn’t love him anymore.
This time, it was not forced by the situation, let alone Wang Donglin's coercion and inducement - this time it has nothing to do with anyone - it was my choice not to love you.
When I block you, I delete all my love for you.
"Xixi, I miss you...always miss you..."
Huang Xiaojue's eyes turned red: "Xixi, I know I'm not qualified to ask for your forgiveness... But, I miss you..."
She said calmly: "Is it because of Yang Wei?"
"..."
"Don't worry, Yang Wei won't go to jail."
This extremely indifferent attitude almost defeated Huang Xiaojue.
"Although I hate Yang Wei very much and wish to kill him, don't worry, Xiaojue, this time I will consider your face and withdraw the lawsuit. You go back and tell your mother that I will not embarrass her nephew again."
