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Once so in love with two people, originally thought will be happy for a lifetime, but do not want to make people.

Sometimes fate is like this. Under the oppression of reality, they will eventually have deep love and shallow fate. From now on, they can only go about their own things and have nothing to do with each other.

This night, doomed to sleep, whether it is Gu Yebai, or Tang Guo'er, or Li Yang.

All night, Li Yang accompanied Tang Guo'er, listening to her tears, his heart seemed to be crushed.

In the morning, but six o'clock, not far from the sky will be white, nest in the sofa smoking man pinched the last cigarette, and finally got up from the sofa, rubbed the cigarette box and threw it away.

In the bathroom, the sound of water clattered quickly, and the sofa was covered with cigarette butts and ashes, about 30 or 40, in a mess.

Although Gu Yebai has no habit of cleanliness, he has always been a clean person. Even if the hourly worker has no time to clean up temporarily, he will clean up by himself.

It was one of the few times in his life that he had made his room so untidy and himself in such a mess. However, he did not seem to care about it now.

After nine o'clock, he is the only one in the world. It doesn't make any sense for him to be clean or sloppy.

Because meaningful people, one by one, want to leave him, do you know what kind of feeling this is?

It's like being thrown into a slaughterhouse, and someone's knife is up and down, and you're ripped open. The messy viscera flow all over the place in the dark, and you're in agony.

And he had to endure the pain and accept his life.

Tell yourself over and over again that divorce is the best choice, at least for Guo'er.

What about him? It doesn't matter, let him rot in the smell, anyway, his life has been like this, no matter how bad it is.

He packed up, drove away, arrived at Lu Chi Mo's villa ten minutes in advance, and the girl had already stood at the door waiting for him.

This morning, the temperature is low, she stood there in a beige dress, the thick layer of makeup on her face, can not cover her poor look and dark circles.

The cold wind scattered her hair, she was unconscious, until he got off the car, she just regained consciousness, reluctantly squeezed out a smile, "are you here?"

He took off his clothes, put them on her, opened the door for her, "get in."

Maybe this is the last time, he can do something for her, so he even realized how gentle he is at the moment, "it's cold outside, don't catch cold."

Tangguoer nodded, "well."

While getting on the bus, a voice came from behind, "Guo'er!"

Li Yang's voice was urgent and loud.

Tang Guo'er looks back and sees that Li Yang is running out with the fastest speed, and his wrist is also held by ice cold.

Li Yang's hand is very cold, even colder than her, lips are shivering, "fruit, can't, can't not go?"

She knew that uncle Gu's death was a fatal blow to their feelings, but their feelings over the years were not easy. "Maybe, it can be slow."

"Yes, slowly." Slowly, there is still room for turning.

Lu Chi Mo did not know when he came out. He held a cigarette in his mouth, and the light white fog dispersed, which made people unable to see his emotions. "Night white, do you really want to know?"

"Maybe there is no turning back."