From the day when Alai was going to leave home, he would often come here to sit down. Every night, he would sit alone in the middle of the night.

All the girls in the world all know that there is a gold master with abnormal demons. One or two of them dress up every day, hoping that they can catch this big fish.

Sometimes when he gets too hot a look, Yin Shaolong will hold up his glass of wine and make a empty toast. Suddenly, some women will come forward as if they are inspired.

It's a pity that the women around Yin Shaolong are not easy to offend. Whenever someone approaches, they will stop them without politeness. At this time, Yin Shaolong is silent, as if he did not see it, and obviously ignored the meaning.

At the moment, Yin Shaolong is sitting in the card seat, looking at the woman who is writhing wildly on the stage, but his eyes have no focus. His mind has already floated to Alai.

She finally knew what she had always wanted to know, but she didn't know whether it was really what she wanted to know?

Raise your hand and look at the time. The flower shop should be closed. I don't know what she is doing?

Will, even a little miss him

Or, as always, she hated him.

Oh, no, how could she hate him?

If she really wants to hate him, at least in her heart, no one can replace him.

But she will not hesitate to turn away, will be ruthless from her life to eliminate him, as if he is a cancer, will always let her sad.

Remembering that she and Tang Zifeng pretended to die again and again, just to take away from his life, Yin Shaolong's eyes moistened a little, and some self mocking smile.

Yin Shaolong felt like a piece of his heart was missing, but he knew that the missing piece was not removed by Alai, but by himself.

If he was to tell the truth, he thought, in fact, he never regretted what he had done.

What he regretted was that he found out he loved her so late and so late.

Good looking big hand holding a glass, scarlet liquid refracts colorful light, just like a goblin blooming in the night, with a bit decadent but as usual hook people.

Blue butterfly's eyes fall on him, and she can't help feeling hurt.

In recent years, the young master has really changed a lot.

But it was too cruel for Xiang Tianlai.

Taking back the confused thoughts, blue butterfly came to him and whispered, "little Lord, the matter has been done."

"Yes." Yin Shaolong responded faintly. His eyes still fell on the stage in the distance. After a long time, he dropped his eyes and drank the pungent liquid in his hand to cover up the cruelty in his eyes.

The next morning, Alai was busy in the florist's shop, still a pale pink striped apron, with her hair tucked up behind her, bent over and sprayed the flowers with a spray pot.

This is what Yin Shaolong saw when she came, as if remembering everything, and life had not changed much for her.

But actually, he knows.

She's just used to it.

From childhood to adulthood, how many times have been injured, I'm afraid even she has been countless, but each time, she has to quickly get up to work, to make money.

Because in addition to the injuries that have been done to her, she has to worry about water and electricity, gas and rent. Even if she is still in pain for one second, she can't think about dinner the next, because in addition to being alive, she also has to take care of the stomach of Vernon Xiang.