Can't beat, scold, force, hard or useless, what method should he use to keep her?

Want to retreat, but still unwilling to knock, the room is still silent, like no one, why Jie can't help hanging down his head, Gu Gu turned downstairs, the living room, but no Qingqiu and Shenbei City, maybe they two, also have something to say.

Think of Shao ting and Jing Zhi, Qin and zither, cultivation, and Gu Liusu and Lu Fang, a couple of happy friends who have been obsessed with each other for six years. After parting, they are still stubborn waiting for each other. Finally, they are happy together. Even in Shenbei City, they have had a happy time with Qingqiu, but he never loved each other like a couple There is no estrangement.

He turned to go out and walked all the way along the short path to a small garden behind the villa. The weather was warm and the wind was comfortable, neither cold nor hot. He had something on his mind and could not relax.

I sat down on the stone bench where I was placed. The wind passed my ears, the birds were singing in the treetops, and the air was full of flowers. It all seemed beautiful.

He reached out his hand and pressed his aching temple. He looked up and saw the back balcony of the bedroom on the second floor facing him.

He could see her expression clearly, even the lines of her clothes. She stood there alone, not knowing where she was looking, and gave him a side face.

She was wearing a large thick knitting sweater on her thin body, and under it was a slightly tight light colored jeans with holes. At her feet was a pair of slippers, which looked delicate. Small, like a little girl.

At that moment, he found that his heart was so soft that he could hardly hold on to himself, and even could hardly control himself. He walked over and hugged her behind her.

She stood upstairs to see the scenery. He looked at her downstairs. Did she decorate his dream, or did he destroy her peace?

He didn't move. After waiting for a long time, she was tired of standing. She turned to prepare to go back to the room and saw him at a glance.

She seemed to be startled, but soon calmed down. She didn't wear beautiful pupils as before, but showed her dark eyes, like two black stones hidden in the deep pool, looking at him coldly.

His hidden fingers curled up one by one, tightened, and he noticed some pain.

She stood for half a minute, her eyes getting colder and colder. At the end, he saw a sneer on her lips. Then her hand lifted, and the flowerpot on the balcony was suddenly pushed downstairs by her. With a bang, it was smashed.

The blooming flowers withered, and the flowers and paths broke into several pieces. The soil fell on the lawn, but he could not see it. He felt that his whole body suddenly trembled, and his stomach suddenly swept into a pain. The pain made him step back, fell on the stone bench and covered his face with pale color.

This is what he moved from her house in Jinhu apartment. She likes it. She once cultivated these flowers carefully. She loves them so much that she has to watch them several times a day.

Later, when she left, the house was sealed by him, but from time to time someone would clean it and water the flowers. However, after she left, the flowers were all dead. In the end, only this one was left.

He moved flowers from city a to Hangzhou. He once secretly thought that if one day she came back and saw that he took good care of her flowers, would she be very happy?

But now, she came back, but so indifferent to destroy the things she used to like.

She didn't want to go back. She was completely disappointed and hated him. He had thought about all these things, but when the reality was so cruel in front of him, he couldn't accept it.

He covered his stomach with a spasm. He looked up at her with a wry smile, and the pain in his eyes deepened.

Later, she turned around and left without hesitation. The sliding door on the balcony opened and closed. The bright glass reflected dazzling light. He couldn't help lifting his hand to cover his eyes. Looking back, she was gone.

He sat there alone until the sun rose to the top of his head. He was dazed by the light of white flowers. He was suffering from stomachache without any strength. After several times, the pain gradually subsided, but later it became more and more turbulent. His sweat was wet through his back, and his face was white and terrible, just like being pulled out of the water 。

Shen Beicheng came to see him. He was shocked to see his appearance. He helped him back. Knowing that he had a stomachache, he found some stomach medicine for him to take, but it still hurt as usual. There was no reaction, so he had to call for a doctor, but the doctor had no good way. Seeing that he had a severe pain, he opened a painkiller and took it. Then he gradually recovered.

He helped him to go upstairs to the room to rest. She was passing by Acacia. Her face was calm as water. When she passed by, why did Jie keep his eyes on her? Her eyes didn't even fluctuate. She looked forward peacefully and walked steadily downstairs.

"Think." Shen Beicheng stopped her.

Thought of the footsteps stop, eyes fixed in Shen Beicheng face, voice light: "what's the matter?"

"How is your injury?" Shen Beicheng talks to her, but he looks at Jie from time to time.

He was standing next to Shen Beicheng, but she didn't look at him. After a few words with Shen Beicheng, she turned around and went downstairs.

From beginning to end, she didn't even look at her.

Why did Jie suddenly bite his teeth? She ignored him, but it seemed to be more unbearable than the stomach pain just now. He listened to her gentle voice, only felt that it was like a magic sound. His whole body was not comfortable. He broke Shen Beicheng's hand, pushed open the door, threw it back again and again, closed his eyes, as if the whole world had become dark.