"I'm sorry, Chenchen, I'm sorry about what happened two days ago."

Chenchen's body obviously leaned forward slightly, but did not waver, did not speak, or even made any expression.

I continued. "You must have been tired of my apologies for a long time. Every time we quarrel, I apologize to you. So I don't want to say too much about yes and no, and you are the most annoying to hear what I say.

Yes, it was like this when we were together, and I'm afraid it's even more so now. I won't say more, I'll just listen to you today. If you have anything to say, just tell me."

Chenchen didn't look up at me and showed no sign of speaking. I looked her up and down and added, "Don't worry, this is the service you provided me."

It seemed like a long, long time passed before Chenchen raised her head, exhaled, and said her first sentence with some trembling. "I have nothing to say. If you want to know anything, just ask."

Haha, this smart woman is really interesting.

Normally, in a conversation, whoever can keep talking so that the other person cannot talk back will be able to dominate.

But this time it's different. Whoever doesn't speak takes the initiative.

Those who keep talking are the passive ones, being led around by the nose.

Sun Chenchen watched a little bit, and she probably saw it clearly, so she didn't do what I said and start the usual routine of third-rate Hong Kong and Taiwan's bitter romance dramas, complaining all kinds of things and making her nose snot and burst into tears.

I'm a little confused, Sun Chenchen, is your soul still there?

Just when I was thinking about what to ask, Chenchen spoke up. "I only have one sentence to say. I only started doing this recently. Believe it or not."

silence.

I was silent too. It was not just her.

In the long river of time, I have seen a lot of colorful worlds, and I have also experienced all kinds of soulless women. Based on my experience, I should be able to judge that the woman sitting next to me at this moment, although she is a

Although he is a service provider, Tebao has a complete soul and his own complete thoughts.

No matter what, I don't believe that the woman I see right now, right now, is the same Sun Chenchen who not only ruined herself for money but also allowed others to ruin her soul a few days ago.

What else can I say besides haha.

Is it possible that those slaps I slapped her woke her up? Then she still has to thank me?

I held the cup in my hand and bit my lip uneasily. I didn't know what kind of medicine Sun Chenchen was selling in her gourd. What I was sure of was that she must have two personalities now. In other words, two souls.

"Just tell me briefly what you went through after you kicked me."

silence.

I scratched my head again and said helplessly, "Well, let me ask you a question. If you are willing to say it, just say it. If you don't want to say it, just don't speak. Then I will ask you the next question. Okay."

?"

Why do I feel so anxious to interrogate prisoners?

silence.

Nod slightly.

I calmed down and cleared my mind of all the distracting thoughts.

Now I just want to know what happened to her.

Just start with him.

I took a deep breath, my energy drained from my Dantian, and I started a political conversation with my ex-girlfriend.

The first question.

This is what I am most concerned about right now, and it is also the source and fundamental core of everything.

"Are you and Yang Guoying still together?"

Even I, at a time like this, had a little hope of hearing her say no or seeing her shaking her head.

I have had this thought before, if Chenchen told me that they are not together...

But now I no longer have such stupid thoughts.

I'm looking forward to it. Whatever the answer is, it's actually the same to me.

Chenchen didn't show any disgust or displeasure at my eagerness to get to the point. She just turned her face and looked at me with a dazed look in her eyes. "Are you concerned about this issue?"

Listening to her resentful voice, I couldn't help but shiver all over. The feeling of being stripped naked and watched made me very uncomfortable. I don't know why, but now I feel that my soul and spirit are not as good as Chenchen...

…

The last time we met, she gave me the impression that she was a showman who would do anything for money, but as these days passed, she seemed to be as simple and as quiet as when I met her.

The room was very spacious and bright, but it seemed like it couldn't accommodate the two of us.

I am used to squeezing my heart into a room alone. I have experienced ten years of loneliness, and suddenly I am in the same room with a vibrant heart again.

There was an indescribable feeling of discomfort.

I simply turned away and stopped looking at her. Chenchen didn't ask me any more questions. She just said lightly, "He and I are still married in the legal sense. You don't have to doubt this."

Ding.

I heard the sound of my heart beating. It was very clear and depressing.

Someone once told me that when you hear the sound of flowers blooming, you will be very happy.

Of course this person is not Sun Chenchen.

When I keep turning my head to look at someone, looking forward to meeting her in the next life, I don't know that every time I look back, I realize another person's dream.

Every time I look back, she can hear the sound of flowers blooming.

And it wasn’t until I met Sun Chenchen that I felt like I heard the sound of flowers blooming for the first time.

Inexplicably and completely unrelated, when Chenchen told me just now that she and Yang Guoying were husband and wife, I heard the sound of my heart beating, but for no reason I thought of flowers blooming in an instant.

The only drawback is that I don't feel happy.

I pursed my lips and moistened my dry mouth before I continued to ask questions.

"Then Yang Guoying...does he know you are here?"

I would never ask this to a stranger. It is also a very rude question. But to this woman, it is different.

Chenchen didn't answer me immediately. She just sat with her head down, staring at her shoes.

I sighed and raised my head to stare at the chandelier on the ceiling. The bright light shone softly on me and Chenchen.

But this kind is not the sun, only light, no warmth.

"You must have had a hard time these past few years."

This is my sincere words. From the last time I saw her, no matter the reason or how long it took, Chenchen has been engaged in this industry, which can already explain how unfortunate and difficult his fate is.

Ten years ago in Beijing, I worked as a waiter in a nightclub for more than a month. There were twenty or thirty princesses in the place. Although I didn't have time to get to know them all, I was able to chat with a few enthusiastic girls.

The feeling they give me is not as dirty as the profession they engage in. On the contrary, every girl sitting on the stage has a dream of her own, or in other words, a hope that she holds on to in her heart.
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