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When Han Meixi calms down, she realizes that she is in such a mess in front of Han Boyi, whom she has not seen for a long time.

I don't know whether my face should show the joy of seeing each other for a long time or the embarrassment of feeling out of date.

"I didn't expect to see you in front of you after many days. You'll see a joke." The tone was timid.

"I won't laugh at you." Han Boyi's tone was a little alienated.

Han Meixi's sensitivity has been detected, just don't know why.

The relationship between Han Han and his family is different in the past, and they haven't been separated like this. If it's because they haven't seen each other for some time, it's even more impossible.

The reason is really intriguing.

"Thank you so much for what happened just now. If it wasn't for you, I would still be haunted." Han Meixi is far fetched to talk to Han Boyi.

But there was not too much emotion on the other side's face, a look of taking colleagues home by the way, no waves and no waves, "I haven't asked you, what happened to that woman just now? You had a problem with her? "

Han Boyi takes the initiative to ask questions. Han Meixi is flattered and answers quickly, "there's nothing special about it. She and I are still friends, but we don't know what's wrong. Today we have to meet Jiaru. Jiaru is in a bad mood recently. I guess she doesn't want to be disturbed, so she doesn't want to take her up. As a result, she stops me from leaving. If it wasn't for Miss Ben... "

He noticed that he was a bit dissolute. He immediately stopped talking and said, "I just said, I'm too tired. You just passed by, so I let you meet."

Han Meixi's words are a little casual, but she has always been restrained in front of Han Boyi. As soon as she spoke just now, she estimated that her good image, which she has been struggling to maintain for many years, is

"What's the big girl in front of me? Is this the first day I met you? " Han Boyi's cold face is full of a shallow and spoiled smile.

Han Meixi's mind is rippling. It seems that everything just happened is just her own imagination. She is still Han Meixi before, and Han Boyi is also Han Boyi before.

"Brother Han, just like my brother, you know how to dismantle my platform." Han Meixi in the heart sweet silk silk, some embarrassed low head, "by the way, how can you appear there?"

"I Just passing by, I should help you. " Han Boyi didn't seem willing to say more about it. He deliberately concealed it, "where are you going now? Take you home? "

"I haven't seen brother Han for a long time. Are you in such a hurry to get rid of me? Or are you going to a place I can't go to? " Han Meixi's big eyes are shining, and her lovely appearance is somewhat coquettish.

Han Boyi only looked at it once, but he didn't look at it any more. His words were repeated countless times.

That matter, Han family, Han Meixi will know sooner or later, he thought this should not be said from his mouth, the harm to Han Meixi can also be smaller.

But Some hope, he can't give, can only let her despair, forever.

God's will makes people. The person they don't want to face has to be faced by them, and the words they don't want to say have to be spoken by them.

"Do you really want to know where I'm going? Maybe it's better to know than not to know. "

Han Boyi holds the steering wheel tightly, his white and slender joints begin to turn white, and his tone is a little lonely.

"What is better to know than not? It's like tongue twister. All I know is that I want to know about you. "

"Meixi, where I'm going It's a wedding dress shop. "

Han Boyi doesn't dare to look at Han Meixi's face. He just looks at the road with his eyes numb. However, he can still feel her hot eyes fall on him.

"Brother Han, what did you say just now? I didn't hear you. Say it again. "

Han Meixi began to blur in front of her eyes. After a lot of effort, she finished these words with a light nasal tone and a thick crying cavity.

"Meixi, you heard me, and you heard me right. I'm going to the wedding dress shop. You know what I mean." Han Boyi suddenly turns his head, but sees Han Meixi's eyes turning red. He can only tell himself repeatedly that he can't be soft hearted. Soft hearted is harmful to her.

"Stop! I want to get off! " Han Meixi has even forgotten that the car is still in motion. Without opening the door, she claps the window crazily, crying hysterically and in tears.

Her feelings, her hopes, her everything It's all ruined. Han Boyi is going to take wedding photos with other women.

What were they before? Is it just for fun? Or the love game of the rich?

"Meixi, I'll take you home." Han Boyi doesn't trust Han Meixi, but there is only so much he can do.

"No, I'm not going home." How can her family see her like this? Besides, the relationship between the two families is so sensitive, "brother Han, I am I'm just a little uncomfortable. Just put me down on the side of the road. I'm fine. "

It's okay. How could it be okay?

But what should he do? Why? What position?

Han Boyi suddenly regretted it. He said so. He could find a more suitable opportunity to tell her in a more euphemistic way. Now, there is no sign, so naked spread in front of her, is cruel to her."How can I rest assured that you are like this..."

"Brother Han, let me off! Please let me out of the car Han Meixi looks at Han Boyi sorrowfully, and her eyes are too complicated to say, "do you have to let me be so embarrassed in front of you? Do you have to see my jokes so thoroughly? Just leave me one last bit of dignity and let me go. "

"Meixi, I don't want to see any jokes from you. We've known each other for so many years..."

"Then stop the car." Han Meixi's voice is very light.

Finally, Han Boyi couldn't resist Han Meixi's insistence, so he stopped at the side of the road and said, "I'll wait..." Someone will pick you up before you leave.

"Brother Han, you are going to get married. I won't bless you. Even if I say it, it must be insincere, because I always thought your bride would be me. But I will not destroy it, because I am the Han family. " Han Meixi's mouth showed a tragic smile, tears rolling down, "you go, I hope we will Never again. "

Han Meixi gets out of the car, gets into a taxi and drives straight ahead over Han Boyi's car. Through the two windows, Han Boyi can still see clearly. Han Meixi doesn't look at him any more. It's really gone.

It's the price of his choice. He should bear it without complaint.

"Meixi, I'm sorry..."

Han Boyi has been in a bad mood ever since he agreed to get engaged. Now he's in a bad mood. His wedding photo The white wedding dress is his emotional mourning, and his marriage is just an emotional funeral.

Han Boyi's car passes an alley. A taxi comes out of the alley. Han Meixi's eyes are swollen. "Keep up with the car in front. Don't get too close. If you lose it, go straight to the biggest wedding dress shop in the neighborhood."

Han Boyi is the eldest son of the poor family. The wedding photos should not be careless. Once she thought it was a kind of happiness to say these things, but now it is a profound irony.

The driver thought he was going to catch the traitor, so he said, "this Girl, don't be impulsive when you have something to do. What can't the couple do... "

"We're not what you think, he's just A brother I know. "

Calling "brother Han" is bound to last a lifetime.

On the other hand, Gu Jiaru, after lunch, worries that Song Yu hasn't left, and still goes back from the underground parking lot.

I found the package in the middle of a pile of documents. It wasn't hidden in the original place, but recently the information piled up like a mountain, and it took a lot of work to find this broken box.

Think about it carefully. It's been a while since she received this express. Besides Song Yu, there's no movement around her. Song Yu doesn't seem to know about the express delivery. It's strange. The anonymous package is completely hidden. She can't even think of a clue.

He gently put it in his ear and shook it. It's not fragile. It just makes a "bang bang" sound when something collides inside.

The knife gently opened the tape on the box. In the middle, the mobile phone rang. I didn't want to pay attention to it, but the caller was Han Meixi.

Put down the knife, pick up the phone, "Meixi, you..."

"Jiaru, brother Han I'm getting married. " Through the phone can also hear Han Meixi's strong cry, obviously has been crying for a long time.

"What?" Suddenly glad she just put the knife down, but what's the matter with the poor elder brother getting married? Isn't he always close to Han Meixi? What's more, Han yunshang didn't tell her that the wedding date of the poor young master was approaching? Or does Han yunshang not know?

If Han yunshang doesn't know, how does Han Meixi know? Han Meixi is a dead hearted person. She doesn't shed tears when she doesn't see the coffin. She's crying so sad now. Most of the time, it's true.

"Meixi, don't worry. I've never heard yunshang talk about it. Don't think about it."

"It's true. Brother Han admitted it himself." There is despair in the cold of every word.

"You, where are you now? I'll see you right away Gu Jiaru is in a hurry to pack up her things.

"I'm in the biggest wedding dress shop on Gaojiu street." Through the glass window, Han Meixi looks at Han Boyi's "careful" choice of wedding dress, and tears fall again.

"OK, OK, I'll go right away. You wait for me."

Gu Jiaru is almost sure that the young master of the poor family is also there, and Han Meixi secretly follows her.

Hang up the phone, just put on the coat to walk out a few steps, suddenly think of the box on the desk, temporarily no place to put, and afraid that Yang Yu so careful girl one day to pack up things again carelessly turned out, casually put in the bottom drawer of the desk, not locked.

"Men are so fickle." In the car, Gu Jiaru sighed.

If you think about it carefully, a few months ago, the relationship between these two people was still very hot. How can we get this kind of news?

Han Meixi hangs up and sits on the steps in front of the fitting mirror, looking at the carpet with dim eyes.

"What can I do for you, miss?" The shop assistant didn't know when to walk up to Han Meixi and let out a clear voice."I Wait for someone. Just look around. You don't have to worry about me. " Han Meixi's voice is a little hoarse, and her voice seems to roll over the glass ballast.

Not far away, across a glass and a row of wedding dresses, Han Boyi glances over. He feels familiar with the vague figure on the steps, but he thinks he is wrong.

"Mr. Han, there are still some new models in our store. You might as well have a look." The assistant gave me a warm recommendation.

Han Boyi takes back his eyes powerlessly, and returns to his former unhappiness and unhappiness