Nie Jingjing wants to stand up and stop Fang Lancang's action. "Fang Lancang, let's go. Let's have dinner." She said to Lancang in a soft voice
on the contrary, sitting on the bamboo chair, he rekindled a long thin cigarette, which burned between the slender fingers, so leisurely, so calm, a little deep and lazy
"what are you doing? Smoking too much is harmful to your health. Stop smoking. " Nie Jingjing rushes directly to Fang Lancang, grabs the cigarette in his hand, looks at him viciously, and tramples out the cigarette in front of him
"I didn't, am I such a fake person in your eyes?" Nie Jingjing didn't expect that he would think of himself like this. She suddenly fell to the bottom of her heart and felt so sad
it's not that everyone who is good to others will appreciate them. That's what Lancang is like
"even if he doesn't eat, can't I?" Nie Jingjing grabs a mouthful of rice and swallows it angrily
the relationship between them has become stiff again. Even when they are sitting in the same room, they seem to ignore each other, one room, two worlds
every morning when she gets up, Nie Jingjing is listless. She looks at Fang Lancang's room door every day in a daze. Since that night, he has ignored herself
sometimes when Nie Jingjing sleeps until midnight, he thinks Fang Lancang has come back, so he gets up and goes to his room to look for him, but every time he brings only disappointment
looking at the cold bed, I'm really sad. He didn't call himself or return wechat. I feel that the world has derailed him, and he seems to have disappeared in those days
Nie Jingjing starts to panic. Is he still angry with himself