Chapter 438

"Sword" was launched in Hengdian.

On the first day of the boot, Xu Jiamu didn't know what kind of wind was blowing, so he had to send Qiao an to come over.

Xu Jiamu's ticket, first class, three people sit in the same row, but Qiao an Hao and Xu Jiamu are separated by a passage.

Zhao Meng downloaded a movie on the iPad in advance. When the plane took off, Zhao Meng opened the iPad and watched it with Qiao an.

Xu Jiamu took a newspaper sent by the stewardess and flipped around at random. Finally, his sight was fixed on a color printed picture on the penultimate page.

Song Xiangsi is wearing a long pink gauze skirt, standing on the red carpet, her delicate chin slightly raised, and her smiling eyebrows are bright.

Xu Jiamu stared flighty and impetuous at the end of the photo, and then he closed the newspaper in a hurry, and stuffed it in the magazine bag. Then he turned around and looked at the Joanne and Zhao Meng sitting on the side. As a result, on the screen of the two iPad, he saw the face of song Xiang, and the more depressed heart, Xu Jiamu's long breath, back the back of his seat. A little lower, I closed my eyes, but in my mind, I slowly got back to the night when I got into the house and slapped song Xiangsi hard.

In fact, when he thought about it now, he didn't know how he slapped her at that time. He just felt that there was a breath in his chest, and there was no place to vent. Before his brain was conscious, he waved his hand out.

That slap, he hit really heavy ah, because he felt his palm was rebounded pain.

On the spot, he regretted. Even at that moment, he felt a little flustered in his heart. He instinctively wanted to squat down and apologize to her.

However, when he looked at the woman, her eyes were clean, no tears were shed, and her expression was calm and calm, as if the slap was not thrown on her face at all. She even got up from the ground as if nothing had happened and sorted out her clothes and hair.

Her reaction made him feel that the one who was slapped was not her, but him.

It's like the night he had a car accident.

That night, at eight o'clock in the evening, he went to the airport to pick up her from France. He took her to dinner and gave her a gift. When he returned to the apartment, he put his hand into her clothes. She was as obedient as before. However, when both of them were undressed, he was ready to enter her body, but she was suddenly calm "Jiamu, let's break up," he said

At that time, his mind was full of kinship with her skin, only to think that she was joking and kissing her cheek.

But she held out her hand, pushed him away, and continued to repeat that sentence: "Jiamu, let's break up."

He saw from her eyes that she was serious, not joking. In a university period, in order to cure her father, she went to sell her golden splendor. A woman who was willing to be his lover after he gave him 50000 yuan. A woman they had been entangled with for seven years but never talked about love. She even said goodbye to him.

Even now, he didn't understand why he was so angry at that time. He always felt that his self-esteem was trampled on. Without thinking about it, he said, "have I ever been with you?"

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