"Okay, seeing that you are in a much better mood, I can't stay here any longer. As for you, I have done my best to treat you with all my kindness and righteousness. I'm leaving now!"

The man clapped his hands, turned around and left. The two of them were not familiar with each other, so there was no need for him to send her home, right?

"Well, today...thank you...thank you!"

The man raised his hand and shook it without looking back, without stopping.

When he walked under the light, he seemed to think of something again. He put his hands on his belt, lowered his head and turned around, holding his mouth and looking at Yang Ruoyan, looking like a scoundrel, and said:

"You'd better go home quickly and hide in the bathroom alone to cry. This will save people from thinking you've seen a ghost and scaring them to death."

After speaking, he turned around, shook his head and said helplessly:

"A simple child cannot afford to be hurt!"

The man was really afraid that this kind of innocent guy who could be taken away by anyone would be deceived again. He was also afraid that the police would send her to a mental hospital if she went out with the 'exquisite' makeup on her face. He reminded her coldly and left in a hurry.

go.

Yang Ruoyan sniffed, looked at the man's leaving figure, nodded, noticed the handkerchief in his hand, and suddenly realized that he had seen him three times a day, but still didn't know his name. How could he return this handkerchief to him?

I quickly stood up and chased him a few steps, but he had already disappeared without a trace.

Forget it, we should see each other again if we are destined.

After taking a few deep breaths and feeling better, I took out my phone.

A dozen missed calls were displayed on the screen, all from her best friends, and she pressed callback.

"Hello."

"Ah, Yanyan, why don't you answer my call? I'm almost dying of anxiety! Where are you?"

"what?"

Yang Ruoyan was crying and didn't want to say too much.

"Yanyan, I saw the news. The bad guy is getting married to the daughter of Zhao's company today. This bastard, his conscience was eaten by a dog or he is blind. He actually married the school belle of Fuqiao Art Academy without him.

An ugly guy who can only use heavy makeup to cover up his freckles, what the hell.

Yanyan, please don’t feel sorry for that bastard, don’t think too much, don’t let your mind wander... Are you crying?"

The few words of apology from her best friend made Yang Ruoyan burst into tears again and she sobbed.

Women are indeed made of water. When the heart is overwhelmed and breathless, the ripples will affect all emotions, and the tears will become worthless, and a lot of them will flow out at any time.

The other party obviously heard her sobbing, and his tone that was originally complaining about her immediately changed 360 degrees and stopped talking.

"Coco, I want to see you, where are you?"

Yang Ruoyan needs to talk to someone about her complaints, and Ke Ke is her best sister and the person she wants to talk to most right now.

"Okay, I'm at home now. Where are you? I'll come over!"

She looked around and found a bar opposite the hotel.

"I'll wait for you at the Soho Bar. Come quickly."

"Well, okay, don't think too much and wait for me!"

...

The nightlife of urbanites is rich and colorful, and people who love nightlife gather in bars at this time.

Behind the seemingly joyous laughter are reflected lonely shadows, like ownerless souls wandering in the dim light.

The exciting music soothes their lonely souls. Perhaps only in this environment can they feel no longer lonely.
Chapter completed!