He interrupted her abruptly: "It's too late! Yan Xixi, it's already too late."
She was silent.
She felt there was no need to say any more.
That's right, from the moment she fell in love with Wang Donglin - they were destined to become enemies.
"Xiaojue, I'm sorry..."
He turned around and left.
For the first time in his life, he turned around and left before her - so decisively.
At that time, the sleet and snow became heavier.
Yan Xixi stood there steadily, watching his back. Such a tall and straight figure was soon obscured by the mist and gradually disappeared, making it difficult to see clearly... Time is so terrible. There are some memories that we think we will never forget.
, but in the end, we are still strangers to each other.
She walked forward and forgot to wave for a taxi.
Until my feet were in unbearable pain from being worn down by high heels.
Stopped and was stunned: it turned out to be the street behind the company. Countless times, I waited here for Huang Xiaojue to get off work together; countless times, I got off here in his car in the morning——
She thought that maybe she would never ride in his car again in this life.
Is it a pity? She doesn't know.
Buses roared past.
She walked a few steps and a bus happened to stop.
She gets in the car.
This was the first time she took a bus in two or three years. The air conditioner was on full blast, but there were not many people. Everyone looked at her curiously. However, she lowered her head and walked to the last row and sat down.
My body felt slightly warm.
Through the hazy car window, I saw the city center, the people walking, the bustling hustle and bustle of the city and various tall buildings... and even my own store from a distance.
For a long time, she had a special feeling for this city: smog, demolition, gutter oil, her father's disaster, her mother's terminal illness, her lover's abandonment, the despair of life... At one time, she hated this city and wished she could escape forever.
Like many ordinary people, he hates the rich, is jealous, and is full of injustice. His whole person is controlled by a kind of anger. He will have the tendency and pleasure of violence at any time, and he wants to destroy the world together...
Therefore, whenever provoked by others, be ruthless and ruthless.
Liang Sheng, Mr. Yang, Wang Xiaohao... It's all like this... She thinks they all deserve to die.
Even Yang Wei and Huang Ma.
Anyone who offends me will die.
Today, my mood has changed. Everything I look at feels more pleasing to the eye.
The smell of hot pot wafting in the air, the dull weather, the bare street trees... She felt that this city was very familiar - she had grown up here.
It turns out that there is still love.
Just like this bus that smells bad but is very warm with air conditioning.
Someone spoke in front.
A child was eating a large bag of chocolates, and he ate half of the bag in a short time. The aunt next to him probably said it out of good intentions: Children should not eat too much chocolate, as eating too much will make them sick.
The child raised his face and said: My grandpa is 103 years old this year.
Aunt: Because of eating chocolate?
The child said: No, because he never meddles in other people's business.
Passengers around laughed.
Even though she was full of worries, Yan Xixi also laughed.
When I returned to the hospital, Liu Daqing hadn't come yet.
She walked into the ward quietly.
Wang Donglin was still unconscious. During this period, he rarely woke up. The doctor said that before the operation, his consciousness could not be too clear.
Yan Xixin sat next to him and stared at his quiet face for a long time.
From afternoon to dusk, from dusk to late night, from late night to dawn.
She held his hand all the time and didn't feel bored, or even found it difficult to pass the time.
