When my heart is dead, I don't care about anything.
At the beginning of the engagement, there were many objects for her to choose.
I chose Yin Shunhua because she knew that Yin Shunhua would never fall in love with her.
Because deep in his heart, there is an unforgettable first love, and that first love is said to be a man.
Therefore, she chose him.
And he, probably because of the same reason, chose her.
No one will fall in love with anyone, and no one will interfere with anyone.
This is fair to them.
Bu Zhiya looked at the appearance of caring about Yu, who had no feelings for the world, but for some reason, she suddenly felt sad.
Care about Yu, just like her appearance, sexy, hot, and public.
She is like a gust of wind, yearning for freedom, looking for passion, and never stays for anyone.
It's just that behind this enthusiasm, why does it feel so desolate.
Some people say that after seeing the bustling, it is endless loneliness.
It's like that when I care about Yu's feeling.
She is a fiery rose, wandering in the dust.
But that heart was standing on the high city wall, watching the billowing red dust rise and fall with cold eyes.
The look was cold and disdainful.
Bu Zhiya felt sad for no reason, "Xinyu, don't do this."
Such self-indulgence is distressing.
If you don't even feel sorry for yourself, who will feel sorry for you.
Concerned about Yu, red lips are raised, and he smiles with amorous feelings.
"How am I, I don't know how happy it is."
Isn't this bad? Be free and easy.
Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, Yin Shunhua is playing outside and she suffers a lot.
However, if Yin Shunhua is playing, why not play.
She even played more fiercely than Yin Shunhua.
"Talk about me, dear Yaya, why don't you talk about yourself?"
"Me?" Bu Zhiya was a little dazed, "What happened to me?"
"You said I was playing, so why are you playing."
"What am I playing." Bu Zhiya was puzzled.
She didn't go out to play, she was very safe.
Concerned that Yu Hong's lips were lightly picked, somewhat mocking.
"You and Rong Shixiu are not playing with this ambiguous relationship, Ya Ya, you are playing with Rong Shixiu's feelings."
"I didn't!" Bu Zhiya's face changed slightly, and she retorted subconsciously.
It's more obvious to care about the corners of Yu's mouth, "You don't? You know better than anyone else, you and him are simply impossible.
Yaya, don’t blame me for not reminding you that the hurting feelings are far deeper than you think.
He himself knows the gap with you, and deliberately keeps a distance from you, so why do you trap yourself. "
It's not too late to get out while not sinking deeply yet.
As a good sister, she really doesn't want to see Bu Zhiya get hurt in the future.
Bu Zhiya was silent, and slowly tightened her hand on the table.
She seemed to understand why she cared about Yu's treatment of life with such self-defeating attitude.
For people like them, feelings are a luxury.
While enjoying the honor given by the family, they are also doomed. They are just puppets under the family's interests, and there is no freedom at all.
What if she likes Rong Shixiu, what if Rong Shixiu also likes her.
They...destined to have no future.
Rong Shixiu saw this point more clearly than her, so he never came close, just guarded from a distance.
It should be said that everyone sees it thoroughly that marriage is just a dirty deal between the rich.
Only she can't break it.