"Don't be afraid, it's just too tired to stand all the time."
He put her on the front of the car and sat.
After knowing each other for a long time, he would find that he was not actually a frivolous person. Zhuo Jian quickly relaxed. He sat beside her, lit a cigarette, and then looked at the sea and smoked the cigarette and called her: "Zhuo Jian."
"Um?"
"Do you want to tell me about your affairs?"
"What are you talking about?"
Zhuo Jian asked in a low voice.
What else can I say about her and Fu Yanye?
"I told you all about mine, at least you can tell me when did you fall in love with him and why did you like him?"
He slowly asked his doubts.
Zhuo Jian held his knees and looked at the sea, and suddenly they came to see when they were young.
The memory was a little blurred, but she still remembered that he was the handsomest among the boys, and...
She just felt that his eyes looked at her were different from others, and he loved her.
Want to come now...
"It's a lustful person."
Maybe she liked him, so she mistakenly thought that there was a hot heart under his cold appearance, a hot heart for her.
"He does look like the type that can fascinate a lot of girls."
Zhuang Mingli thought about it and agreed with Zhuo Jian's statement.
Zhuo Jian was surprised that few men would admit that other men were good-looking.
“When did it start?”
Zhuang Mingli asked again, he didn't drink, but he was a little intoxicated, intoxicated by other people's stories.
"It's very young, I can't remember it."
I really can't remember it.
In my impression, it seems that I always like it, from knowing it, from remembering it.
"You are childhood sweethearts, so you must have many common good memories, right?"
Zhuang Mingli asked her again.
"That's right."
Zhuo Jian lowered his head and suddenly felt like he was missing something in his heart.
I don't know when it was missing, it was quite a big piece.
I felt cold in my heart, and I wanted to come back soon, but I couldn't find it.
"But Zhuo Jian, childhood sweethearts may not be true love worth entrusting for a lifetime."
He suddenly said, awakening Zhuo Jian who was traveling to another world.
She wrapped it tightly, and the blanket was caramel-colored, making her face look particularly delicate and delicate, like the most precious and fragile product.
Zhuang Mingli looked at her and felt that her heart seemed to be drawn out by her.
But in the end, he suppressed his heart that wanted to run out, and he didn't want to scare her.
Zhuo Jian hugged herself and looked at the darkest place on the sea. He raised his eyes a little longer. There was a light in the distance, very small, like a star, but not a star.
A childhood sweetheart may not be the love of life. She knew it very early, and she even said it to others.
But when she heard it from others, she felt a little sour.
"Don't let yourself live a bad life now for the sake of the person you once loved so much."
Zhuang Mingli said again, then put out the cigarette and put it in his car.
He jumped out of the car, stamped his feet, threw the blanket on the body of the car, clapped his hands, "Come down, I'll take you back."
Zhuo Jian sat high, looking at him, feeling strange in his heart.
She suddenly forgot to move, and her mind was also in a mess.
She couldn't figure out anything, and when he came forward to hug her again, she finally came to her senses, "I can do it myself."
Zhuang Mingli didn't make things difficult for her, and stood aside.
He knew what she paid attention to.
But when she was about to jump down, if he didn't accept it, she would definitely be sprained to her ankle in high heels.
He still helped her, just his arm.
After Zhuo Jian jumped down, he felt as if he was in danger. He looked up and looked at the person who was worried about her, and smiled: "Thank you."
He just smiled.
Then Zhuo Jian got into the car, he put the blanket behind him and took Zhuo Jian away.
Wang Rui's car followed them all the time. Not long after, Zhuang Mingli discovered him and asked Zhuo Jian: "What's his name? Wang Rui?"
"Wang Rui?"
"Yeah, behind."
“…”
Zhuo Jian turned around and saw that she couldn't see clearly, but she was so late and there was no other car on the road, so she still recognized her.
"How do we go? Should we shake it away or not?"
"Don't worry about him."
Zhuo Jian thought that he could only get rid of it for a while.
Fu Yanye.
She had nothing to say.
Wang Rui actually knew that he was discovered, so he called Fu Yanye, "Boss, it seems that he was discovered."
“Continue to follow.”
There was no extra words there, and I hung up the phone after I finished speaking.
In such weather, she went to the beach with others to watch the snow?
He completely ignored his married identity.
It was almost dawn when I got home. Except for a little cold, my whole body was no longer as depressed as before.
The snow outside became heavier. She lay in the quilt, then turned on the electric blanket, waiting for the bed to warm up before falling asleep.
——
Zhuang Mingli returned to the room he checked in, which was bright and bright, while his mother sat inside.
"I think you won't come back tonight."
"Where else can I go?"
Zhuang Mingli said, walking over and hugging her.
"Jiang someone else's wife and elope."
Yin Ling looked down at her son, she felt distressed and couldn't bear it.
"It would be great if I could kidnap away."
Zhuang Mingli acted coquettishly on her shoulders like a child.
Yin Ling sighed helplessly, "A Li, even if you attract her attention at this time, even if you catch her, you will take advantage of the situation. Do you know? Once she wakes up, you will lose her."
"Mom, I didn't chase him."
"No chasing? Really?"
I came back so late but said I didn’t chase him. So what is this?
"I just don't want to see her sad. Mom, you don't know that the day I just met her, I think she was running away."
“…”
Yin Ling was confused until Zhuang Mingli talked about their acquaintance.
Of course she knew that her son had fallen into it, but the dealer was already urging him to go back and finish the wedding.
"Mom, I hate childhood sweethearts, why do I have to get married when I grow up together?"
"But she is a married woman."
"But she doesn't love him anymore. It was Fu Yanye who personally destroyed her feelings for him."
"But they didn't get divorced."
"I'll leave."
Zhuang Mingli knew that Zhuo Jian could no longer stand Fu Yanye.
Yin Ling touched his hair and was extremely loving, "Mom doesn't want you to go the wrong way. A Li, Mom hopes that you can find someone you really like to get married, but it's not like that, she is really not suitable."
"If she is really not suitable, I will stop."
"Um."
Yin Ling hugged him, and her heart felt that her debt to the child made her unable to bear to hurt her, but she actually understood in her heart that her son was destined to have no good results in this period.
However, human feelings always need to be tried, even if they are scarred in the end.
——
The next day, the apartment opposite the TV station.
Zhuo Jian went to open the door, and then met the man who asked her yesterday if she was jealous of others being able to open her heart to ask for favor with him in a humble way.
Zhuo Jian was stunned.
But he had a cold face, "What? Don't you know your man anymore?"
"I'm just curious. Why did Mr. Fu, who has always opened the door and come in, suddenly knock on the door today?"
Zhuo Jian loosened the door handle and gently hugged his elbow and asked him.
Fu Yanye walked in. As soon as the door was closed, he grabbed her shoulder and turned her around and pressed her against the wall...