Chapter 379

Any time a Zhao wants to break his head, he doesn't want to be different. Xu Xiubai thinks that a Zhao likes himself because of a beautiful misunderstanding.

One of the life principles of a Zhao: don't think about what you don't understand.

After all, I still can't understand.

However, this matter is nothing compared with Xu Xiubai's letting a Zhao have a good relationship.

She decided to cold war unilaterally and ignore him.

Marshmallow in the side of the bad hearted advice: "otherwise you really go to find a blue child to fall in love, anxious to death him!"

A Zhao threw a pillow as a reply.

A week later.

Xu Xiubai sitting in the office, after processing the affairs at hand, subconsciously took out his mobile phone, click open a page.

Her last chat record is the chicken soup and the expression bag of flowers below.

She did not answer her own words.

I'm probably angry.

Or maybe I'm sorry.

In a word, Xu Xiubai has got the result he wanted.

She succeeded in keeping a distance from him.

Now there is no contact for a week, she is afraid to forget herself.

Xu Xiubai wanted to say hello, but he thought it was too much.

Obviously, he refused others, and now he rushed to get close to her.

After a pause, he finally put away his mobile phone.

After work, Xu Xiubai heard two female employees chatting.

"The diamond king, the old five and the young king, seem to have a new love again."

"That playboy, I saw the news, but it is said that I haven't got it this time?"

"I saw that girl's photo, it's really beautiful, and it's not the kind of red face of plastic surgery net..."

After hearing this, Xu Xiubai was not very interested in this kind of thing and left.

However, after returning home, he still saw Wang Huaxin's news.

It's because he has too much gossip and high attention. Xu Xiubai received the push directly.

He didn't pay attention to it for a moment.

It's a picture of Wang Huaxin and a girl.

However, there was no intimate behavior between the two sides. The girl's expression was light, and it seemed that she did not like the Playboy with a bad reputation.

Xu Xiubai knew that she was Wang Huaxin's favorite type after only one glance: he had been a good friend for more than ten years, and he knew no less about Wang Huaxin than anyone else.

It's really beautiful. The most difficult thing is the quiet and elegant temperament.

But it has nothing to do with him. Xu Xiubai takes a glance and turns it off.

In the twinkling of an eye, a few weeks passed.

It's been a month since I broke up with the little girl.

Sitting on the bed, Xu Xiubai opened the wechat chat page with his habitual point. With his fingers sliding, the chat records that had been familiar with his heart appeared in front of him one by one: daily greetings, heart chicken soup, and sometimes interesting things to share around him.

A month ago, he still occupied a considerable position in each other's life.

Now, there is no intersection at all.

Xu Xiubai felt a little cheap.

He seldom used such vulgar adjectives to describe a person, but now it is used in himself.

Clearly because of their own principles, take the initiative to alienate her.

Others have done it, but they are not used to it because of her estrangement.

Xu Xiubai, you have lived in vain for so many years.

He cursed himself in his heart, but his hands could not help but point to each other's circle of friends.