Luo Jincheng was immersed in his own world and couldn't extricate himself until Guo Qifeng and others had finished their dinner.
Cheng Ying is a little worried that what Guo Qianying said just now is too heavy. After all, not all families give their children targeted frustration training as the Guo family.
Guo Qianying thought about it for a while, then asked the kitchen to cook some things and sent them up by herself.
Guo Qianying takes a look at the paper flying all over the floor. In fact, the emotion in the painting is very obvious. The more she goes to the back, the more rigid and boring Li Jingchen is. She can't compare with Su Liuhuo's painting.
Obviously, Guo Qianying doesn't believe that Luo Jincheng doesn't understand. He just doesn't want to understand.
Guo Qianying put down the tray, went to pick up the painting and put it on the table again.
"I can never wake up a man who pretends to be asleep. I used to think this is ridiculous, but today I've seen it."
Luo Jincheng frowned at Wen Yan, but he didn't speak.
Guo Qianying sniffed, "in this case, why do you pretend to love sister Su? Why don't you just continue to be your survivor? "
"She loves me, too."
"Yes, she loves you, and you say you love her, but you just say it!"
Like being stabbed in a painful foot, Luo Jincheng was worried, "I didn't! I love her! I gave her everything I could, and I gave her the best! It's her. It's her who wants to get married. It's just a piece of paper. Is it that important? "
"Ha," Guo Qianying suddenly laughed, with a strong sneer in her cold laughter, "did you give her everything? What did you give her? Famous brand? VIP treatment? Or money that can't be spent? Are you sure that's what she likes, what she wants? Do you think that marriage is just a piece of paper? What you say is too extravagant to give her a piece of paper? "
"She, of course she does." Who doesn't like power, status and money?
Who would like to eat bran pharyngeal food if they could afford the whole meal of Manchu and Han?
Guo Qianying almost rushes to tear Luo Jincheng's face. I don't know how he has the face to say these words.
"Like it? Are you sure that's like? Are you sure she's smiling? Is she happy? "
"Of course she..."
"I don't think you even know what it's like for her to be happy!" Guo Qianying suddenly interrupts Luo Jincheng and snorts.
You don't have to get married and have children to love someone, but even if you don't get married and have children, it must not be like Luo Jincheng.
"Now I know why sister Su broke up with you. If a man like you doesn't throw it away, will he still keep it for the new year?"
She originally wanted to apologize to him, but she couldn't help but bombard him again.
Guo Qianying left with her sleeve.
Luo Jincheng stares at her and leaves. Although he says that, he knows in his heart that it's not su Liuhuo's fault to break up. It's him who has a problem. That's why she broke up, but
He gently unfolded the painting and smoothed it out. Looking at the girl with her high eyebrows, he sighed.
There is a grave in my heart, burying the undead. Tears have a city, guarding the undead. The dead are not dead, the forgotten are not dead.
He's alive, but he's dead.
He's dead, but he's still alive.
He fixed the time in that moment, always remember, but the outside time did not stop, he grabbed the people around him and refused to let go.
Hurt others, hurt yourself.
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