"What's wrong?" Can Liang ran in quickly from outside the door. Seeing Xia Xiaoxi shouting out of control, he pushed Yan Yufeng away and took her into his arms: "It's okay, don't cry.
"It's gone." He patted her back gently, trying to calm her mood. The patient needs to rest and calm down, so why is everyone sowing discord and irritating her?
Under the comfort of Can Liang, Xia Xiaoxi fell asleep again. Her eyes were so red and swollen that she could no longer see. Although she was just a dog, no one knew how guilty and guilty she felt in her heart.
The heartache was mostly due to Yan Yufeng's indifference. She still remembered the words he once said to her so deeply, but he let her down.
She found that her vulnerability gradually became bigger, and she found that she was always doing stupid things that she shouldn't do. She knew clearly that he had no enthusiasm, and knew clearly that everything was fake, but she still wanted to do it.
So seriously, he became indifferent and chilled his heart.
Is the sincere enthusiasm in the morning all fake? Is he starting to get tired of her? What on earth is Xiaoqi doing in his room? Are they really what they imagined? Have an inseparable relationship? She doesn't
I know why her heart is so messed up and she feels like she is about to lose something.
It was true that Yan Yufeng had always loved her before, and she also felt his thoughtfulness and concern. But now, he had returned to his previous indifference and ruthlessness, which suddenly made her feel so helpless and lonely.
Xiaoqi has also changed. In the past, when she saw her being bullied, she would save her even if she risked her life. But this time, she stood there indifferently, without stopping or speaking, as if she was watching.
When she was bullied by Yan Yufeng, she felt very happy.
Her days were always sentimental. No one would understand her mood at this moment. She just closed her eyes quietly and did not fall asleep. She was so tired that she didn't want to open her eyes or see that.
Yan Yufeng also had a hypocritical expression. Although most of her heartache was because of him, she was afraid that her heart would be even more painful when she opened her eyes and saw him.
"She's fine. I still have something to do, so I'll leave first." After Can Liang put Xia Xiaoxi away, he carried the box and left.
"Liebiao Liehu, you send him off." Yan Yufeng dug his hands into his scalp, closed his eyes, and pondered in pain.
Did she start to hate him, beat him, scold him, and lie so obediently in Canliang's arms? He felt uncomfortable in his heart. When he came in, he saw her holding Canliang's hand.
The noodles had an inexplicable sour taste, not heartache, but discomfort, with bitterness and choking, and a kind of indescribable sadness.
Was he really going too far? Yan Yufeng asked himself, it was really too much, so what should he do, should he apologize to her?
The impulse at that time left him unable to stop himself. He was angry and distressed in his heart. He had never been so entangled. However, he was more anxious to vent because he could not bear it. A young gang leader
, in front of others, suffer her insults, suffer her disdain, suffer her presumption.
A man's heart will hurt, but his face and self-esteem are more important. He can't stand it in front of his servants.