"I don't hate you." It exploded in Jin Xi's mind like a time bomb. And like a repeater, it repeated itself thousands of times in Jin Xi's mind.
"Liar." Jinxi blurted out without thinking. "Jinxi, aunt, I don't hate you." Canyu Meilan's original words. Canyu Yunxun: "Sister, I don't hate you." Canyu Weiyang:
"Really, is it okay?" Jin Xi was out of sorts all day. "Bah, anyway, you still have one month to live for free, and you will pay me the rent after one month." Jin Xi ran away.
"How can they not hate? It's hypocritical, hypocritical, hypocritical, and deceptive. How can they have such a big heart? I don't believe it..." Jin Xi returned to the weak Jin Xi.
"How is it possible? I don't believe it. I don't believe it." Jin Xi told herself again and again that these are all fake, deceptive, and untrue. Fake, fake, fake.
"I'm very happy. I finally avenged my mommy. How great. You are the ones who are sad and pitiful. It's hypocritical. That's the drama of someone who has failed."
"The pleasure, yes, the pleasure of revenge, I should be happy, I should laugh, I should have the pleasure of revenge that I dream of, the cynicism that I long for."
"Huh." Jin Xi calmed down and wiped off the red lipstick, "Hey, I feel so uncomfortable." Jin Xi cursed angrily. "Yyd," Jin Xi frowned.
"A sneeze." Jin Xi sneezed weakly. "╮(╯▽╰)╭, today seems to be mommy's death anniversary. It's too bad. How could I forget." Jin Xi sneezed several times in a row.
, I drove to the door of the flower shop and bought a lot of words, big and small, but they were all inseparable from two words: elegance.
"Why is she going to buy flowers?" Zuo Lan Yinche looked at Jin Xi's strange behavior at the intersection not far away. His beautiful eyebrows knitted together and he stared at Jin Xi intently.
God knows how he met her here, but it was the anniversary of his mother's death in two days. He just came here to take a look, and that's how he met Jin Xi.
"Mommy, I'm sorry." Jin Xi turned over and jumped into the car, heading straight to the cemetery. Jin Xi's sports car was running fast, and a car behind her followed her at a distance.
"Wow, this is performance art, tracking?" The few people on the road looked at Jin Xi's sports car and Zuo Lan Yinche's sports car, and started talking in twos and threes.
"That car is not bad, look at it, it's so windy." It was still the voice of passers-by discussing. "Dong..." thought of it, and Jin Xi rubbed his head.
She fell asleep while driving. Zuo Lanyinche looked worriedly at the car in front of her, asking Jinxi not to have any accidents. There are so many trees around.
"Well." Jin Xi shook his head, trying hard to shake the sleepiness out of his mind. If this continues, there will be a car accident. "Ranran, what are you doing?" Zuo Lan revealed a worried look on his face.
It covered his entire face.
"We'll be there soon, hold on." Jin Xi patted herself hard and tried to stay awake. Why was she so sleepy? What should she do if there was a car accident on this big road?