Chapter 825

"Lin Xia, if your family has dinner, I won't mix it up. You know I don't like these occasions now."

He was disappointed, so he didn't ask again.

He cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, went to get his clothes, ironed them, and ironed them. He sat on the sofa and looked so attentive, as if fleeting time would stop between his Tsinghua, which would be unforgettable for a lifetime.

Three months and two months. I know my feelings. At that time, brother Lin Xia, you have to die for me as you said.

I always regard you as my good friends. There is only friendship between good friends. The gap is too narrow to save love.

He asked me to wait for him for a few days. He took all his holidays together and found time to accompany me to the hotel. He said to help me plan it well.

In fact, the subway guardrail is not a thing, but some people insist on not dismantling it. That's one thing. I don't ask Lin Xia anymore. I don't like to embarrass him.

Don't think Ji Xiaobei is also the ruffian. He said he wouldn't dismantle it. It's also a little difficult for Lin Xia to go to Tongtian.

After he left, I slept again. When I turned on the TV, I saw yesterday's news. The picture of Ji Xiaobei and I smoking on the terrace was so clear.

"Ji Shao meets old lovers and talks happily."

It was marked with an implicit title. How happy was the conversation? Clearly that day, we were facing each other with sharp edges. No one spared anyone. We were satirizing each other.

The most lovely thing is the conclusion: "Ji Shao and old Huan wear lovers' clothes. I believe they have a deep relationship and love as old. We'll wait and see the opportunity for them to regain their old friendship."

It's good to pick up the old friendship. Ji Xiaobei and I have a lot of secret agreements. Yesterday's clothes really shocked me. I am so similar to his hobbies and evil interests.

If there were no French things, I would love Ji Xiaobei, love him to my bones, love him to fly up and down, and I would not be afraid of mountains and fires.

The possibility between Xiaobei and us is really too few.

He lit a cigarette and looked at him on the picture. Even the most vulgar clothes and costumes he wore were the best.

The way he looked at me, he hated me so much, but such hatred was still with love.

Reach out to the screen and touch it. Touch your face wantonly. There is no temperature or texture. Once the figure under your finger is changed, it is no longer you.

"Chihiro." third sister Ji called me: "Xiaobei said he would come to Guizhou the next day and come alone. What happened to you?"

"We broke up."

"How can it be? Xiao Bei cares about you so much and loves you so much."

"We are not suitable. Your house is so high. I am the daughter of a embezzler. I can't marry into your house, and I am eager to have a home, not to be his lover and mistress."

"This is no reason. It's the first time I've seen Xiaobei care so much about a person. Chihiro, is it what my family did to you and what they want to do? It's crazy. I don't want to kill everyone."

"Third sister Ji."

The phone hung up. When she got there, she acted vigorously and hung up.

Maybe she called Ji Xiaobei!

At noon, thinking that no one would go out to eat, he bought some vegetables in the supermarket and came back to cook. Lin Xia called and said that he also came to eat. He was too lazy to get so much, so he called and asked for takeout to deliver it.

Looking at his look, it's not very good. He wants to come to work early in the morning. Lack of sleep is no better.

"It's just time for dinner. I'll load it."

After eating silently, Lin Xia took out some magazines from her briefcase and put them on the tea table: "Chihiro, what do you say?"

"There's nothing to say." the person on the cover is Ji Xiaobei and I. the media has gone too far, saying that I use Meishu to seduce Ji Xiaobei and that I want to deal with Childe Ji in the capital.

In short, some words are really disgusting. I don't understand why Lin Xia bought these inferior magazines.

"Are you still connected with Ji Xiaobei, or are you still entangled? What do you mean by your clothes last night?" he said fiercely, with all kinds of condemnation.

He was my boyfriend yesterday, but the clothes of Ji Xiaobei and I did give him a silent slap.

"I don't know what's going on."

"What a coincidence. How to explain your clothes?" the more he said, the more angry he became, just like a boyfriend blaming his girlfriend's private life.

I was also annoyed: "Lin Xia, our clothes are right. So what's the matter? What can they represent? What do you want to ask? Do you have a phone call with Ji Xiaobei?"

He said, "did you call him?"

I sneered: "what do you say? If you ask me like this now, don't you already have such an idea in your heart? Linxia, you don't believe me. Why did you come and what kind of answer do you want?" I said, it's inappropriate, so don't try again.

He clenched his teeth, closed his eyes, endured, swallowed all his anger slowly, and then said, "Chihiro, forget it, these magazines are also chasing the wind and making shadows."

I didn't say a word. Fortunately, the sentence in my mouth didn't roar out.

Otherwise, Lin Xia doesn't know what she will think.

"Chihiro, come home with me for dinner tonight. There is no one at home, only my father and her."

"Go back by yourself. I'm not in the mood to accompany you."

"Chihiro, are you angry about what happened just now?"

"What's so angry? I won't accompany you home for dinner whether it's there or not. I also try to be your qualified girlfriend, but Lin Xia, I'm still rational. We're just trying now, and we haven't reached that point."

He was really angry, with disappointment and pain in his eyes.

The weather in Beijing was hot just now. In a twinkling of an eye, it would turn cloudy immediately. The heavy rain was coming. Ji Xiaobei and I in the magazine were so close. I smoked on the terrace with him, and the reporter below was taking photos. He really betrayed me and deliberately let these people Scribble and let Lin Xia quarrel with me.

But what's wrong with quarreling? There is no love with him. Only when there is more wind and rain will he know how inappropriate it is between us.

From small to big, how many opportunities do you have to like him, but none of them, do you?

The wind blew the curtain like a bow full. I watched it quietly. It finally blew away and flew in the hall.

The familiar phone number came in again and felt a little incredible.

I sat on the purple sofa and looked at the blue numbers. They were like magic. I reached out to pick them up.