Yannian suddenly felt that jiangbeiyuan was right to move out and live.
……
Sitting in the same place, Xu anqing looks a little ugly. Then he takes out his handkerchief from his pocket and wipes the water on his face.
The handkerchief was thrown into the garbage can by her next second, with the mark that she pinched out with her sharp nails on it.
There is always a kind of people in the world, even if they don't give anything, the lucky goddess will also care for her.
For Xu Anqing, she can not be wealthy, not the name of the princess, nor the pursuit of countless young men.
She only needs one jiangbeiyuan.
Just one him, that's enough.
So she was jealous.
Even jealousy.
She hated that she was the first person to know him. Why did jiangbeiyuan not like her, but like speech and reading?
She didn't tell Yannian that she met Jiang ting for the second time.
A year later, at the age of eighteen, it was midsummer.
Because her father's company made enemies, she was kidnapped by several gangsters. In the business field, one of her father's sworn rivals, despised her father's style and wanted to revenge, so she planned to tear up the ticket.
She was blocked by several men in the dark alley, at a loss, with tears in her eyes.
At the critical moment, Jiang Ting saved her.
It was so dark around that she could not see the movement of his fist, but could see his cold face and unruly eyes.
A year passed.
A year ago, he left in the moonlight.
A year later, he came by the moon, like a valiant knight, saving the princess in danger at the critical moment.
"Take me away, I'm afraid!"
She huddled in the corner and reached for him.
However, the boy who saved her just now shook his head lightly. "I've called Uncle Xu. He will come here soon."
"I don't want my father, I want you!"
She cried with tears, why not hold her, why not touch her.
Jiang Ting didn't look at her and said to himself, "the market is full of intrigue. There are only interests and no friends. But last time, Jiang Shi was in trouble. Your father rescued him. No matter what his purpose was, today I will save you. It's my father's affection."
Then turn around and go.
It turned out that a boy could be so desperate.
He saved her, but he still had the heart to watch the fire from the bank, not to save her completely.
"Jiang Ting!"
She shouted at him at the top of her voice.
"You just leave me here alone? What if those people come back! How can you do this to me? Can't you carry me out of here and take me to a safe place? "
Why don't you agree to such a simple request?
"She will be angry."
He paused and did not look back. His voice came from the far back.
She froze for a moment.
Heavy and heavy, the back of the heart seems to be hit hard by something sharp, heartbroken.
"You just said She? "
"Yes."
His voice is as faint as a monk without emotion. Secular customs have nothing to do with him. However, when he talks about the next sentence, his voice becomes milder.
"I already have someone I like. My girlfriend doesn't allow me to hold other women."
Then he left completely.
She was allowed to sit alone in the corner of the wall, with tears streaming down her face and tears all over her eyes.
That is to say, he saved her today, just to help her in the face of injustice?
Or, just to repay his father's affection, that's all?