Congcong untied his seat belt without any emotion. I am not from the Qing Dynasty. Don’t you just sleep with A, B, C and D? I am...
Her mind was messy, and her voice organs were spontaneously pronounced words. When she said this, she didn't know what she wanted to say, but she just sniffed in shame. I'm just stupid. I can't learn the movies. It doesn't matter if you find someone else. You also hate it very much. When I hate you, I go out to play with other boys, but I didn't tell you.
The car is too stuffy, like glue floating, blocking breathing with squeezing forward and backward
But the car lights were on, and the fields were silent. The car seemed to be floating in a small planet in the vast universe. Only him and her were left between the world. The congregation was reluctant to open the window.
Her fingers unconsciously circled around the car door, and heard Xu Huansi say: Wen Qiao is not A, B, C, D, Congcong
She pressed the button on the car door and wanted to lower the window. A little wind came in, but Xu Huansi probably locked the window and refused to respond.
She could only listen to him: I went to Toronto for a meeting. She was one of the guests. We met at the horse farm. It was a coincidence that the organizer arranged a horse racing that day. Her seat was next to me. She told me that after the breakup, she never rode a horse again... Congcong, we broke up completely. It was that winter. It was too impulsive and too naive. Now we want to be serious.
There are always such scenes in idol dramas. The male and female protagonists are separated, and the supporting characters are responsible for filling the gap in this plot. When the male and female protagonists fall in love again, the supporting characters either struggle viciously or leave consciously. The former is humble and the latter is decent.
But Congcong was not a good supporting role, she slowly sat upright and interrupted him calmly: Stop talking, disgusting
The sky is full of fine stars, and he seems to be looking at her in the light of his eyes.
But she didn't want to look back at the expression on his face, didn't want to know how she did the role of filling the gap, nor did she want to hear how the two protagonists got together again and went to bed again
Cong Cong suddenly passed by him and reached his hand to the driver's seat to unlock the central control lock. Xu Huansi wanted to stop her, but she moved quickly. Her arm retracted from the driver's seat, and she reached out and pushed open the door of her car.
She pushed the car door open in a gap. Xu Huansi had already leaned over and pulled the door Congcong's head full of buzzing sounds. He still heard him say: Sorry Congcong, let's break up.
He still said that
Congcong pushed the door hard, but he was very strong and the car door didn't move at all.
Congcon pushed it again, exerting too much force, his hair was dissipated, and he fell on his forehead in a mess, blocking his vision, but the noise in his mind suddenly became quiet
She raised her hand and put her hair together, raised her head, looked at the reflection in the car window, and said word by word: I don't want it
There was a thin breath on the car window, which made his face look pale and his eyes were not real at all, as if he was helpless and unhappy, and more like some unspeakable sorrow.
After a long time, Congcong remembered that his car window would not fog, but her eyes were blurred.
She touched her cheek, but fortunately there was only a little tears, fleeting, and soon evaporated and did not fall.
Congcong remembered the year when Tang Ziyu passed away, and she was also watching Xu Huansi's face in the car window. She felt that he knew everything. She was like an ancient little insect floating in the clear resin and was clearly seen.
In his eyes, she was transparent. Congcong hated herself very much, and with his eyes that hated him.
She suddenly turned around and pushed Xu Huansi hard on the chest. Did you hear that? Don’t you think I was the one who caused you to break up? You want to be serious, why should I cry? If you want to be together, you will be together. Anyway, you will be separated in the end. Why do you have to break up with me? Is it difficult to step on two boats? You were not like this before. They didn’t cry when they broke up with you. When I met you again, I could still drink coffee together. When I was with you, it wasn’t that I didn’t know you. You could take good care of me!
Congcong has never been so eloquent in his life. He speaks very quickly and speaks clearly. Perhaps even Jin Susu, a famous journalist at the School of Journalism, is willing to give up the disadvantage.
But Xu Huansi didn't seem to have heard a word. His arm was still pulling the car door and trapped Cong in the seat from a high place. He stared at her with a dark look, his eyes were covered with blood. After a while, he said: Congcong, you are different
Congcong didn't hesitate for a second, I was the same as them! Aren't it just a woman? Why am I different?!
Only after speaking up did Cong Cong knew that he was actually hysterical. He had never heard him make such a sound. So he was stunned for a moment. Xu Huansi suddenly let her go and quickly reached out to the back seat to find paper to suck.
Congcon's eyes were sore and painful. She covered her eyes, and tears continued to flow out of her eyes.
Xu Huansi hurriedly pulled out tissues, and the bushes lowered his head and refused to contact them. He just covered his eyes with his hands, and the tears wet his sleeves.
I was embarrassed and embarrassed at the age of twenty-one. I should be an adult, but I still cried like a child. I cried so hard that I couldn't even speak, but at this time
The broken hair on the back of the neck was whisked by a warm airflow. Xu Huansi seemed to want to rub her back so that she would not cry anymore, but in the end she only put her hands on the steering wheel. You are my sister, you are different, I am... an irresponsible person. I shouldn't have pulled you in from the beginning. I was so confused. I'm sorry
Congcong said: I don’t want to hear you say sorry, I don’t want to talk about this anymore, I don’t want to break up and send me back to school
She didn't cry, and her tears were sobbing back to her throat. Although the voice of her speech was calm, she choked and lowered. Xu Huansi was silent for a while. Finally, she started the car and turned around and went down the mountain.
Maybe because it was a night road, he drove very slowly and didn't know when he would be able to get to school.
Congcong reached out to turn on the radio. The radio station was broadcasting Bocelli in the late night. The tenor's voice was affectionate and sad. He missed his lover in the dim morning light, but his love was across the mountains and seas.
Congcong turned the volume to the highest level, let the Italian man's voice fill the suffocating carriage, and then covered his eyes again
Her mind was messy, and her voice organs were spontaneously pronounced words. When she said this, she didn't know what she wanted to say, but she just sniffed in shame. I'm just stupid. I can't learn the movies. It doesn't matter if you find someone else. You also hate it very much. When I hate you, I go out to play with other boys, but I didn't tell you.
The car is too stuffy, like glue floating, blocking breathing with squeezing forward and backward
But the car lights were on, and the fields were silent. The car seemed to be floating in a small planet in the vast universe. Only him and her were left between the world. The congregation was reluctant to open the window.
Her fingers unconsciously circled around the car door, and heard Xu Huansi say: Wen Qiao is not A, B, C, D, Congcong
She pressed the button on the car door and wanted to lower the window. A little wind came in, but Xu Huansi probably locked the window and refused to respond.
She could only listen to him: I went to Toronto for a meeting. She was one of the guests. We met at the horse farm. It was a coincidence that the organizer arranged a horse racing that day. Her seat was next to me. She told me that after the breakup, she never rode a horse again... Congcong, we broke up completely. It was that winter. It was too impulsive and too naive. Now we want to be serious.
There are always such scenes in idol dramas. The male and female protagonists are separated, and the supporting characters are responsible for filling the gap in this plot. When the male and female protagonists fall in love again, the supporting characters either struggle viciously or leave consciously. The former is humble and the latter is decent.
But Congcong was not a good supporting role, she slowly sat upright and interrupted him calmly: Stop talking, disgusting
The sky is full of fine stars, and he seems to be looking at her in the light of his eyes.
But she didn't want to look back at the expression on his face, didn't want to know how she did the role of filling the gap, nor did she want to hear how the two protagonists got together again and went to bed again
Cong Cong suddenly passed by him and reached his hand to the driver's seat to unlock the central control lock. Xu Huansi wanted to stop her, but she moved quickly. Her arm retracted from the driver's seat, and she reached out and pushed open the door of her car.
She pushed the car door open in a gap. Xu Huansi had already leaned over and pulled the door Congcong's head full of buzzing sounds. He still heard him say: Sorry Congcong, let's break up.
He still said that
Congcong pushed the door hard, but he was very strong and the car door didn't move at all.
Congcon pushed it again, exerting too much force, his hair was dissipated, and he fell on his forehead in a mess, blocking his vision, but the noise in his mind suddenly became quiet
She raised her hand and put her hair together, raised her head, looked at the reflection in the car window, and said word by word: I don't want it
There was a thin breath on the car window, which made his face look pale and his eyes were not real at all, as if he was helpless and unhappy, and more like some unspeakable sorrow.
After a long time, Congcong remembered that his car window would not fog, but her eyes were blurred.
She touched her cheek, but fortunately there was only a little tears, fleeting, and soon evaporated and did not fall.
Congcong remembered the year when Tang Ziyu passed away, and she was also watching Xu Huansi's face in the car window. She felt that he knew everything. She was like an ancient little insect floating in the clear resin and was clearly seen.
In his eyes, she was transparent. Congcong hated herself very much, and with his eyes that hated him.
She suddenly turned around and pushed Xu Huansi hard on the chest. Did you hear that? Don’t you think I was the one who caused you to break up? You want to be serious, why should I cry? If you want to be together, you will be together. Anyway, you will be separated in the end. Why do you have to break up with me? Is it difficult to step on two boats? You were not like this before. They didn’t cry when they broke up with you. When I met you again, I could still drink coffee together. When I was with you, it wasn’t that I didn’t know you. You could take good care of me!
Congcong has never been so eloquent in his life. He speaks very quickly and speaks clearly. Perhaps even Jin Susu, a famous journalist at the School of Journalism, is willing to give up the disadvantage.
But Xu Huansi didn't seem to have heard a word. His arm was still pulling the car door and trapped Cong in the seat from a high place. He stared at her with a dark look, his eyes were covered with blood. After a while, he said: Congcong, you are different
Congcong didn't hesitate for a second, I was the same as them! Aren't it just a woman? Why am I different?!
Only after speaking up did Cong Cong knew that he was actually hysterical. He had never heard him make such a sound. So he was stunned for a moment. Xu Huansi suddenly let her go and quickly reached out to the back seat to find paper to suck.
Congcon's eyes were sore and painful. She covered her eyes, and tears continued to flow out of her eyes.
Xu Huansi hurriedly pulled out tissues, and the bushes lowered his head and refused to contact them. He just covered his eyes with his hands, and the tears wet his sleeves.
I was embarrassed and embarrassed at the age of twenty-one. I should be an adult, but I still cried like a child. I cried so hard that I couldn't even speak, but at this time
The broken hair on the back of the neck was whisked by a warm airflow. Xu Huansi seemed to want to rub her back so that she would not cry anymore, but in the end she only put her hands on the steering wheel. You are my sister, you are different, I am... an irresponsible person. I shouldn't have pulled you in from the beginning. I was so confused. I'm sorry
Congcong said: I don’t want to hear you say sorry, I don’t want to talk about this anymore, I don’t want to break up and send me back to school
She didn't cry, and her tears were sobbing back to her throat. Although the voice of her speech was calm, she choked and lowered. Xu Huansi was silent for a while. Finally, she started the car and turned around and went down the mountain.
Maybe because it was a night road, he drove very slowly and didn't know when he would be able to get to school.
Congcong reached out to turn on the radio. The radio station was broadcasting Bocelli in the late night. The tenor's voice was affectionate and sad. He missed his lover in the dim morning light, but his love was across the mountains and seas.
Congcong turned the volume to the highest level, let the Italian man's voice fill the suffocating carriage, and then covered his eyes again
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