Holding the thin piece of paper, he fell decadent on the sofa.

People start to love sweetly after they get the woman they love. If it's not sweet, at least they start to get along normally and run in gradually.

He was the only one. After a gentle night, the horizon was a stranger. Facing her breakup declaration, for the first time, he didn't retain, and he didn't have the strength to retain. He just felt that there were thousands of thoughts stirring and gnawing back and forth at the bottom of his heart.

For the first time, he was full of confusion in the face of the future. For the first time, he was helpless to a person or a thing.

He was in a trance when his mobile phone suddenly rang, and Ji Chenhao's angry voice came over the phone,

"Long Xihan, what's the matter with your little woman? She has an important announcement today. Up to now, she can't contact anyone. She calls and turns off. Is she with you?"

"What?"

He sat up from the sofa in surprise.

"Please, brother, what's your reaction?"

Ji Chenhao was crazy,

"Don't tell me you don't know where she is? Today's announcement is very important to her. We are trying to hold her as a star of film, television and songs!"

"I'll call you later!"

He hurriedly finished saying, then hung up Ji Chenhao's phone, and then rushed into the bedroom to dress while dialing her phone. What worried him was not how important the announcement was to her, but where she had gone.

But there was a cold shutdown prompt sound on the phone. His other hand was shaking slightly when he was dressing. A bad idea emerged in his heart. She couldn't think about it because of last night, could she?

But the next second he immediately denied the terrible idea. Although she was a little cold and arrogant, she was not the kind of person who couldn't think of it. According to her character, she should hide. It seems that he hurt her last night. It was really heavy, not physical. The most painful thing is estimated to be in her heart.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help getting more upset. He was about to crush the mobile phone with his fingers. After wearing his clothes, he grabbed the car key and rushed out.

On the way, she called her parents gently and asked if she was at home. Of course, they got a negative answer. Instead, they asked him, isn't she with him?

Her parents are really satisfied with him. After all, they are neighbors they used to know when they were children. Although his parents have a bad reputation, through so long contact, what kind of person is he? Her parents also see it in their eyes.

Qiuye and her family have called, but they haven't heard from her. Finally, without any hope, he rang the small apartment she rented,

The door was opened from the inside. The smell of smoke choked him and made him cough. She was obviously stunned. She raised her hand and wanted to throw the door up. In a hurry, he put his foot in and blocked the door.

She could not stop him, so she gave up, leaned against the door and laughed mockingly,

"What? Long tezhu, do you still want a strong one?"

Her sharp words immediately hurt his heart, and he couldn't help holding his hands tightly by the door,

She looked at him in silence and turned into the house. Shu can originally called Qiuye. She calculated the time. It was time for Qiuye to arrive, so she opened the door without looking.

But unexpectedly, it was him. She deliberately didn't let Qiuye tell him her whereabouts. After last night, she felt she didn't want to see him again. She couldn't tell what kind of emotion it was, escape or hatred?

He took a deep breath to calm himself down, and then followed her into the room. She sat down on the sofa with a self-contained look, with a burning cigarette at her fingertips.

She was wearing a cool sling, and her large white skin was exposed outside, with shocking red marks. He felt a little pain at the bottom of his heart, so he hardly opened his eyes,

"Did... Hurt you last night?"

She flicked the ash at her fingertips and smiled at her heart,

"Does Longte help mean physical injury? Or... Here?"

As her slender fingers pointed to the position of her own heart, he only felt that his heart suddenly shrank in pain, and she now returned to her initial indifference and rejection.

She watched him freeze there and took a smoke. He couldn't see her expression clearly in the strong smoke, but heard her say faintly,

"Long tezhu came here today. If he only asked this, please go back. Last night was... No harm to me!"

He looked up at her in amazement, and she smiled alienated and mocked,

"Aren't you trying so hard to help me just to get my body? Isn't it good that we don't owe each other now?"

"What are you talking about?"

In this way, an anger surged up from the chest, and everything rational and self-cultivation was burned out.

He really didn't expect her to say such harsh words. He came forward and grabbed her from the sofa. There was a spitting anger on Junyi's face,

"Do you think I treat you in order to get your body?"

He has been kind to her in recent years, but she said it was just for her body! Yes! He admitted that he wanted her, but the first thing he wanted was her heart. Although he went too far last night, he couldn't tolerate his enthusiasm being treated so contemptuously by her.

If he is only for her body, why bother to wait for her these two years? Why do you do everything possible to maintain and secretly mediate her image as a public figure?

If he is only for her body, why should he let her go every time he is impatient?

If he is only for a woman's body, there must be many women in the world who are willing to follow him. Why should he crash and die on her eternal iceberg?

"Isn't it?"

She was pinched by him and had tears in her eyes, but she stubbornly endured a cold confrontation with him.

He gnashed his teeth and wanted to break her stubbornly raised chin,

"Shu can, your heart is really cold, hard and cruel!"

The next second, before the moisture in his eyes was about to slip out of his eyes, he threw her on the sofa, turned and strode away. Not only did she have tears in her eyes, but he also had tears.

It is said that men don't shed tears lightly, just because it's not time to be sad. Suddenly felt wronged for herself. It was his fault to touch her last night, but her heart was too cold to beat him to death without giving any chance to turn over.

He is also a person with a shadow at the bottom of his heart, but he can bravely go out and laugh recklessly in the sun. Why would she prefer to hide in the dark all the time and stay moldy and damp all the time.

He is a man of flesh and blood. He is also fragile, sad and in need of comfort. He can bear that she can't remember his birthday, his telephone number, his likes and dislikes, but he can't bear her sarcasm about his love.

Outside the door, he raised his hand to wipe the moisture off his face, turned around and left without looking back. No amount of gentle winding can melt her after all. He has decided not to miss her anymore.

Inside the door, Shu can falls down on the sofa and cries bitterly. She knows she hurt him, but she can't control herself. Her slender fingers cover her face, and tears flow out of her fingers.

I don't know why, the closer he approached her, the more she felt panic and wanted to escape. Obviously, she didn't hate him so much, even a little attached to him, but she always did something indifferent and said something that hurt him out of control.

She curled up on the sofa and cried out of breath. What should she do? Who will save her? What should she do?

Is her heart really disabled? Is there really no way to fall in love with someone?

Then one day she finally understood that she was afraid that because she had fallen in love, because she loved too much, she was afraid that the happiness she got would be lost one day. She was afraid that she would be hurt to pieces after the loss of happiness. She thought she had no strength to bear this pain. So it's better not to love. If you don't love all the time, you won't hurt any more.

She is an extremely insecure person. Whether it is the betrayal of her mother when she was a child or the betrayal of Chi Wei when she was an adult, she has exacerbated this fear in her heart.

In other words, she disguised herself so coldly that she just wanted to protect herself from injury.

The year after that, that is, the year Qiuye lost the news, they no longer intersected and drifted away. He never stayed, never looked back, and she never took the initiative to contact again.

Until autumn leaves appeared again, the two people met several times. Although they broke up, they were not cold faced. They would still say hello, but they were only limited to saying hello.