There was a chill in his heart.
This afternoon, on the school day, I still saw him like this.
At their age, most of the girls in the class are married.
It's her who, because she attaches more importance to her career, has built herself into an image of an elite woman. Moreover, because she has Han Zhuoling in her heart, she has never married and has remained single.
But despite the fact that all the female students were married, they even became mothers.
But seeing Han Zhuoling, I couldn't help looking at him.
After all, Han Zhuoling was the male god in the hearts of many girls, white moonlight and kaolin flower.
No one can take him down, it has become a cinnabar mole in their heart.
Even if you get married and have children, it doesn't prevent you from remembering the male god of that year.
But even in the face of those married women, Han Zhuoling is still impatient, cold and light, with the words "we are not familiar".
With male students, it is able to chat on two, but the expression is always light, concise words.
In Lian Qingyin's impression, Han Zhuoling is a very cold man, is soaked in the bones of indifference.
But now, facing Shi Xiaoya, he is not like this at all.
There is no sign of his indifference to others.
Even Qingyin knew that Han Zhuoling's patience and gentleness were separate.
I'm not willing to give it to anyone easily.
But the same, once given out, that is all, warm people can turn into water.
Even Qingyin is both jealous and hateful, but at the same time, he is a little crazy.
If only she were the one who was treated like this by Han Zhuoling.
The brain unconsciously substitutes imagination.
Just think about it, even Qingyin will be drunk.
"Zhuoling, we haven't seen each other for a long time. Let's talk about the past some time." Lian Qingyin said with a smile, trying to pull Han Zhuoling's attention back.
Han Zhuoling looked at her coldly, and then heard Lian Qingyin say: "call the old classmates to get together. It can't be like today's school anniversary. Without saying a few words, there will be no one
Shi Xiaoya doesn't talk. She knows that Lian Qingyin is just trying to find an excuse to get along with Han Zhuoling.
But she can't object. After all, this is Han Zhuoling's own situation of making friends.
What's more, they call it high sounding, and they call it old classmates.
Why does she object?
I'm against it, but I'm so small-minded that I don't even want to let men participate in the old classmates' party.
However, Han Zhuoling chuckled and said, "we don't need to get together. We are all people in the shopping mall. We will see them every day because of work. There's no need to talk about the past at all. "
Even today's school anniversary, there is no feeling of reminiscence that I haven't seen for many years. It's all about things that I know very well.
Even Qingyin a meal, Han Zhuoling said: "please get out of the way, we have to go."
Lian Qingyin is so despised by Han Zhuoling. It's not only hard to face, but also sad that Han Zhuoling is so merciless to her.
She forced a smile, "Zhuoling, are old classmates, how..."
Han Zhuoling's face completely sank down, "Miss Lian."
Even Qingyin felt uncomfortable when he called.
Listen to Han Zhuoling said: "please respect yourself."
With that, he raised his hand and put Lian Qingyin aside and got into the car with Shi Xiaoya.
I didn't even see the voiceless sound in the whole process, so I drove away.
Lian Qingyin stood in the same place, watching Han Zhuoling's car disappear in sight, until she couldn't see, she was still standing there.