In the car, Ji chuyang coldly watched her figure gradually go away, slowly raised a hand, a necklace wrapped in his slender fingers, palm, there is a fine and beautiful ring.

That is when he just took advantage of her Ling xiaoshallow not to notice, secretly solution down.

"Fiancee?" He said to himself coldly, a touch of bloodthirsty taste, "I do not let go of women in the early season, who are not qualified to get!"

By the road.

Dim yellow roadside lights, oblique reflection on Ling Xiaoqian, pull out a long projection on the ground.

Her hands tightly around himself, drooping eyes slowly walking, that indifferent face, clearly no expression but a trace of pain, eyes are wet, wet for a long time, but she never let tears flow.

Just let it dry automatically, then wet it again, and then be blown dry by the wind

Constant repetition, but it is the same expression, because only in this way, the heart will not be uncomfortable, will not hurt.

After a long walk, she finally arrived at the apartment. She opened the door and the light was on. At first glance, she saw LAN Yichen sitting on the sofa.

She was stunned.

"Why are you back?" She thought he would stay at LAN's tonight.

"I'll be back when it's all right." LAN Yichen said, it seems that there is something wrong with her. When he came over, he saw that her eyes were red, as if she had cried.

"Xiaoqian, what's the matter with you?" He asked softly, with a touch of tenderness in his eyes.

Ling Xiaoqian didn't want him to know, but he was even more afraid that he would know.

"I..." but, why face him, want to lie to cheat him, the heart will be so painful, so uncomfortable?

All of a sudden, she wanted to, wanted to lean on his arms, tried to cry, and told him everything that was repressed in her heart.

But she can't and she's afraid to do it.

Before all, he can forgive, can not blame her, does not mean this time, he can ignore, can again as nothing happened.

However, without telling him, she felt very bad and shameful.

She doesn't deserve to be with him.

"It's OK. I just took the wrong bus and stood on the road waiting for a long time, blowing the sand into my eyes. It's still very uncomfortable now." She said, trying to control her expression.