A simple wooden door, hard separated by two people.

Chen Hansheng looked outside and Xiao Rongyu looked inside. However, because of the door, they couldn't gather their eyes. They faced each other silently for a long time. Chen Hansheng shook his head and finally turned downstairs.

Hearing the footsteps getting farther and farther away, Bian Shishi in the bedroom breathed a long breath. She didn't know what was going on. It was clearly Chen Hansheng and Xiaoyu who were confrontation. Instead, she was very nervous, and her palms were sweating unconsciously.

"Little fish, he's gone."

There are some regrets in Bian Shi's tone. Maybe he complains about Chen Hansheng. Why don't you kick the door? In short, you are a hooligan, and everyone doesn't have such a high sense of expectation for you. It's easy to forgive what you did wrong.

Maybe you're still complaining about the little fish. It's not easy for Chen Hansheng to come once. You just refuse to communicate and don't give a chance at all.

"Well, let's go."

Xiao Rongyu nodded gently and sat back on the edge of the bed. He held his knees in his hands and stared at the floor silently.

Bian Shishi is very distressed. In fact, in the whole thing, no one is more painful than little fish.

"You are such a fool."

Bian Shishi moved to Xiao Rongyu and stretched out his hand to comfort his good friend in his arms.

"Poetry, I can't open the door."

Xiao Rongyu's explanation came to my ears, as if she were talking to herself again: "I'm worried that I can't help it when I open the door. I want to cry in his arms, I want to bite him hard, I want to scold him and beat him... But we've broken up. Xiao Chen is Shen Youchu's boyfriend now, so I can't talk to him or meet him."

"Even

The little fish raised his head, tears rolling in his eyes: "I dare not eat with him."

"I know, I know."

Bian Shishi knows her best friend too well. Since Xiao Rongyu knew that Chen Hansheng was "stepping on two boats" again, she planned to complete Chen Hansheng and Shen Youchu.

"I just think you suffer too much."

Bian Shishi choked and said, twice in the Shura field, every time he left was a small fish. Why?

"No."

Xiao Rongyu shook his head. There is nothing to lose in this kind of thing. He just feels that he is very worthless and can't forget Chen Hansheng anyway.

Maybe life is like this. Some people can't say how good it is, but they can't forget it.

"Little fish!"

After a while, Bian Shishi sucked his nose and suddenly said loudly and forcefully, "I believe everything will be all right."

When he said this, Bian Shishi seemed to have made some important decision.

"Yes!"

Xiao Rong fish was infected and wiped away his tears.

In fact, after breaking up, she didn't know how many times she cried. A bag of paper towels often ran out in a day. Instead, she knew that after pregnancy, Xiaoyu suddenly became much stronger. Every time she wanted to cry, she hurried to do something else to distract her attention, for fear that negative emotions would affect Xiaoyu.

During the night break, Bian Shishi didn't leave. Her best friend and I often sleep together.

The room was dark. Only a little moonlight was sprinkled on the windowsill. The marble was like white jade. While poetry stared at it for a while, she suddenly asked, "when will aunt Lu come?"

"It may be the day after tomorrow, or it may be the day after tomorrow."

Xiao Rongyu is not very clear. Her mother's early retirement procedures are approved. She has packed her bags.

"When Aunt Lu comes, I want to go home."

Bian Shishi still looked at the white moonlight and said, "I kind of Miss Wang Zibo."

"Good."

Xiao Rongyu was a little embarrassed: "you haven't had Valentine's day to accompany me. Zibo may blame me in his heart."

"Wang Zibo is not like your Chen... Not like Chen Hansheng. He won't care about these things."

When she mentioned her boyfriend, Bian Shishi also smiled. After a while, she slowly turned around, stretched out her right hand and put it on Xiao Rongyu's smooth melon seed face, silently looking at her best friend.

"What's the matter, poetry?"

Little fish feels something wrong.

"Nothing, I just want to say."

Bian Shi repeated in a positive tone: "everything will be all right!"

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