Tong en couldn't bear his repeated and disgusting words any longer. His sorrow was greater than his heart's death. He finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "a lot, a lot It's just a pity that you never have a chance to know what I've learned, because from this moment, you are you and I am me, and meeting again is just a stranger. Don't mention me to anyone, just as I won't mention you to anyone in the future. "
Tong en looks up at him with a smile. Wan Jingting doesn't speak. He looks at the radian of her lips.
Tell yourself in this moment can't have a little reluctant, Tong en swallow heart sour, turned to the side of the road.
……
This idea suddenly appeared in his mind. Song lianbai couldn't understand it. What's good about a piece of white paper?
Maybe it's too much like a piece of white paper.
In the dark alley, Song Lian looks at Tong en through the windshield. He says that Tong en is not as good-looking as Yang Yi, that Tong en is not as straightforward and lively as Jin MINLING, and that Tong en is far from the woman who appears beside Wan Jingting What's the difference between such a silly and stuffy woman who can let her boss who talks about erotic change get involved in an emotional play again?
"Although your words make people think, some ideas can't be." Tong en thinks that outsiders don't know what's going on between her and Wang Yi, and they don't know her current situation. It's useless to say so much. Chao Song Lian nods and gets out of the car.
Song Lian wants to talk but stops. His old-fashioned face frowns unexpectedly. He doesn't like to meddle in business, but he doesn't know what's going on tonight.
Tong en was stunned, looked at him and laughed again: "have you ever heard that it's hard to put an end to it?"
"Miss Tong, have you ever heard of reunion?"
Tong en's hand was still there, her eyes drooping, and she was not as calm as her. She suddenly said to Song Lian, "I've made it clear to him what I should say. You should also protect what you should protect. Go back. I got out of the car
Song Lian realized this and opened the door for her.
With a click, the door didn't open.
When the car arrived at its destination, there were only Tong en and Song Lian in the car. They were very quiet. It seemed that anyone who spoke first was embarrassed.
……
Until Tong en got on the bus and left, the man under the tree by the lake lowered his head. The paranoia in his eyes was still clear. The turtleneck covered his strong chin and tight thin lips. The wind moved the leaves, causing a slight sound. Some leaves fell on the lake, and the leaves that could not carry water gradually sank.
Song Lian sat in the car and saw Tong en coming here before he took off his Bluetooth: "yes, I know."
She thinks she's crazy and still clings to him at this time.
There are so many similar people in the world.
She slowly turns around and sees Song Lian's face through the window. The light is dim. Song Lian's face, which was like playing cards, is a bit charming. For a moment, Tong en thinks Wan xiuren looks like Song Lian, and Wan xiuren looks like Wang Yi.
With every step Tong en took, the car that followed her moved.
The next day, when Tong en came to the ward, Shen Tuoyuan and Shen min'er were chatting. Shen min'er was half leaning on the head of the bed with a pillow, and her hands were wrapped with white gauze. She described the horror of that night with a smile on her face. Instead of being weak, she was full of spirit.
Tong en with flowers and fruit into the ward, half joking: "I uninvited is not a bit abrupt?"