Zhuo Jian smoked cigarettes, puff after puff, one cigarette after another, trying to regain some of the sanity he should have.
But last night he kept pestering her and talked so much that she felt as if she had entered the tunnel of reincarnation. Her hand holding the cigarette was shaking a little, and tears gathered in her eyes again, almost uncontrollably.
She tried her best to hold the cigarette between her lips so as not to burn herself due to shaking.
Why is she so excited?
Trembling with excitement?
She looked at her delicate hands, but in the end she couldn't find the answer.
When her vision was blurred, she lost her sense and calmness. She tried her best to hold her wrist, and then tightly clamped the cigarette between her lips.
When the sun rose, she lay on the sofa, as if dead, looking at the roof without any warmth.
She couldn't see the distance at all and didn't know where they would go.
——
At night, Fu Yanye arrived at the stars.
Shen Moli and Liang Yu were sitting on the left and right of Chen Xiang, playing dice. Shen Moli refused to admit defeat, but Liang Yu didn't take her seriously.
After all, Liang Yu is older and has been playing for a longer time.
The aura of a mature woman is very clear when compared to Shen Moli.
Chen Xiang occasionally looked at Shen Moli, who was clearly just playing but looking like she was in a war, and drank helplessly.
Liang Yu was very serious until Fu Yanye entered Fanxing, but as soon as Fu Yanye appeared, her eyes were drawn away.
"Yan Ye."
In the crowd, she suddenly stood up and called to the figure who was going upstairs.
Fu Yanye stopped, turned around and saw the three of them, and walked over: "What are you doing?"
"Let's play with Miss Shen."
Liang Yu said this with a sense of decency amidst boredom.
Fu Yanye glanced at Shen Moli and asked in a deep voice, "Who won?"
"So what if I lose? Has Mr. Fu never lost before?"
Shen Moli asked him.
Fu Yanye smiled and said, "No wonder my wife likes you."
My wife?
Liang Yu couldn't bear these three words in her heart.
Shen Moli looked at him blankly, but Fu Yanye glanced at Chen Xiang and said lightly: "It's not easy to get him back, so cherish him."
Shen Moli was shocked.
After Fu Yanye finished speaking, he left, and Liang Yu went to chase him.
But Shen Moli asked in confusion: "What's wrong with him? Is he Fu Yanye?"
"He has endured hardships that he did not appreciate."
"Um?"
Shen Moli didn't understand even more.
She couldn't understand what Chen Xiang said at all.
Chen Xiang smiled bitterly and then went to hold her hand.
However, Shen Moli suddenly moved her hand away from its original position, held up her mobile phone and turned on the camera function, zooming in on the backs of Liang Yu and Fu Yanye.
"What are you going to do?"
"I want to send it to Sister Zhuo Jian. That woman is trying to seduce her husband again."
"Zhuo Jian is not you, she won't care even if you send it to her."
Chen Xiang reminded her patiently.
Shen Moli looked at him with a sneer, "There are no people in this world who don't care about their men being pestered by other women. Some people just pretend."
"..."
Chen Xiang looked at her and gradually frowned.
"I can say that I can give you up to Liang Yu, but Chen thinks, even if I can really give it up, I won't be happy in my heart."
How can there be so many people in this world who don’t care?
All the indifference and all the cruel words towards the one you love are just for temporary pleasure and are all lies.
Shen Moli still sent the photo to Zhuo Jian, then looked at Chen Xiang and asked him: "What do you like about Liang Yu?"
He said: "I don't like Liang Yu."
Chen Xiang looked at her, and what he said made Shen Moli think it was sanctimonious.
Shen Moli asked: "Then why are you being led by her all day long?"
"Shall we make a bet?"
"What bet?"
"You call Zhuo Jian and ask her to catch the traitor. If she comes, I will never see Liang Yu again in my life."