In her daze, Gu Jinchen naturally took the paper towel, carefully wiped the water on the cuff for her, and then pulled out a small part of the sleeve inside, pulled the cuff of the windbreaker up a little, and the wet place would not stick to the skin.

"Are you much better?" His voice was deep and soft.

She retracts her hand, wrist skin still seems to have the temperature on his finger belly: "much better." After a pause, she added, "thank you for your concern."

Her tone of indifference was like a sharp weapon inserted into Gu Jinchen's heart. He pursed his white lips and spoke hard: "you're long, we shouldn't be like this."

Her eyes slightly dry: "from the moment you decided to marry my sister, we have been doomed to such an end."

Gu Jinchen held her shoulders and said a little fiercely: "but you know it clearly..."

She interrupted him: "that doesn't change the final facts either."

She is so calm, calm and terrible, dark eyes with her pride and stubbornness, Gu Jinchen raised his hand over her eyes, did not want to see his own confusion from her black pupil: "you..."

He gently called her name, the voice is low and soft, with attachment and infatuation: "I lost you, can't come back, right?"

Although she opened her eyes, it was dark before her eyes. The faint smell of tobacco on his fingers lingered on the tip of her nose and entered her heart with her breath.

Her voice is slightly hoarse: "Jinchen, let go."

It was the first time that she called him that way three years later. It reminded him of the past when they were so happy.

But once wanted to stick together two people, how to come to this step?

He didn't want to explore whether her so-called "let go" was to take away his hand or let him give up her.

Such love is only once in my life. How can he let her go?

He passed the back of his hand and kissed her in the position of her eyes, and the corner of his eyes was a little red: "you you, I'd rather have my surname Han all my life. Even if my grandmother is not here, you still have me in Wuzhen, so you won't go back to a city, and my mother won't die. We will be together for the whole generation."

She took off his hand, on his painful black eyes, couldn't help choking: "can't go back."

……

Shen Youran returns to her position. Qiu Shaoze sees something wrong with her expression and asks, "what's the matter?"

She suppressed the bottom of her heart's emotion: "you severely killed me, I am distressed."

Qiu Shaoze knew that she was not for this. Since she didn't want to say it, she didn't expose her. She followed her words and continued: "Hey, is Mrs. Ji Shao still short of money?"

She stares at him: "who thinks he has too much money?"

She invited the waiter to pay the bill. They went out of the restaurant and went to the supermarket to buy fruit. They planned to visit her at the home of editor Zhou.

If she had not heard from Qiu Shaoze today, she would not have known that chief editor Zhou had sprained her foot and injured her tibia.

Qiu Shaoze knew the address of the editor in chief Zhou's home. They drove to the residence of the editor in chief Zhou. They came on the way. Qiu Shaoze gave her a piece of science about the home of the editor in chief next week.

Zhou Hong's marriage has not gone through seven years of itching. Now she is divorced with a seven-year-old daughter.

When he came to Zhou Hong's house, Qiu Shaoze rang the doorbell. It was not Zhou Hong who came to open the door, but Zhou Xianglun.

Shen Youran looked at him in surprise: "lawyer Zhou, how are you?"

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