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It was the first time that Ning Yue hung up Fu Jin Yan's phone in such a rage. He was also angry and had some sad and sad self mockery. Was it that he finally found out the lovely beauty and novelty of those young girls outside, so he finally lost interest in her?

So, this is what she expected from the beginning, isn't it? Now it just happened at last.

But she was more sad than she thought.

She stood by the fence alone, standing by the river. The wind of the river disordered her hair behind her and made her white shirt hunting. At the same time, she also blew tears from her eyes.

She did not notice her tears, until she sipped at the corners of her mouth a touch of salt, and then found that her face had become wet.

It is said that men have tears, but not to the sad place, in fact, women are not the same, that can cry out of the sad, in fact, is not sad, this flow in the heart of the silent pain, but really pain to the extreme. She has been standing by the river for a long time. If she doesn't go back, it's time for her child to look for her. So she dried her tears and turned around to leave. She found that a man in her twenties and thirties was painting with a paintbrush. The man was wearing a loose shirt and beige casual pants, and his face was very handsome. He looked as if he was only twenty-five or six years old, but his temperament was very calm It's not the vicissitudes and loneliness of ordinary young people, so Ning Yue is not sure how old he is, but there is an easel in front of him, and the direction he is facing is her side.

She frowned, and the man nodded at her, and Ning Yue walked towards him.

She was surprised to see a woman on his easel, which was the posture and direction of her standing before.

The man has explained before Ning Yue's opening: "you stand on the bridge to see the scenery, and the people who see the scenery look at you from a distance. You decorate the scenery in my eyes."

Ning Yue couldn't say what she wanted to say. Instead, she pointed to the painting and asked, "you're a good painter. Can you send it to me?"

The man did not hesitate to agree: "yes, you are also inadvertently into my painting, you like to give it to you."

"Thank you. I'm going." Ning Yue carefully put away the painting, said thanks, then turned away.

Men also do not have the meaning of detaining or talking to each other. Meeting by chance is fate. If it is, it will be goodbye.

As it was getting dark, he packed up his easel and walked in another direction.

After Ning Yue got home, Ning Rui was full of praise for her words: "sister, where did you find a street artist to paint? I didn't expect that the current street art level is so high."

"What kind of street art? It was painted for me by the people I met by the river. I'm coming back."

Ning Rui sat down beside her: "sister, did you go to the riverside alone? Are you not happy? "

"No, I just go for a walk and see what's going on here. It's only a few years. I don't know anything about it."

"It's true that there have been great changes here. Sometimes I often think that if I didn't leave without you, I would have been dead. How can I see these things?"

"Fool, what do you say? We are a family. If I have something to do, you will not give up on me, right? How can I give up you?"

"Well, sister, so I want to tell you, it's OK. If you're really unhappy, you'll come back and I can take care of you and mom."

At this moment, the acid in Ning Yue's eyes came out again, so Ning Rui also saw that she had a bad time?

"I'm sorry, Ning Rui. I worried you."

"I think my brother-in-law is just playing games. You should find a chance to have a good talk."

Ning Yue touched Ning Rui's head: "don't worry, I'll deal with his affairs. Don't think about it. Go back to sleep quickly."

It's night. Ning Yue lies in bed and looks through the entertainment news of these days with her mobile phone.

The media's attention to the scandal between Fu Jinyan and Guan Sui was unexpectedly high. After so many days, there was no sign of weakening. Instead, it was a lot of speculation. All said that Fu Jinyan had moved the truth this time and Guan Sui became his real girlfriend.

In the past, Fu Jinyan would clarify such things for the first time, but this time, he did not, as if he acquiesced in the growth of those rumors and the relationship between him and Guan Sui. This is a deliberate show to her, to let her back? After thinking about it, Ning Yue sent him a message: I know that I'm not an excellent agent like sister Chen, and I can't do everything that she thinks about. Therefore, I don't want to express my attitude as a broker on this matter, until

in our other relationship, you are my child's father, I am your child's mother, if you want to end this relationship with me If so, please tell me the pain clearly. Can you tell me quickly? I promise you will not trouble you.

After about ten minutes, Fu Jin Yan's news came back: in your mind, that's how we define the relationship between us, the father and the mother of the child? Nothing but the kids?Otherwise, Ning Yue asked, there seems to be no other ties between us except for the child. So I have no right to stop anyone you like, but there is a premise and principle that can't hurt my children. Fu Jinyan made a direct phone call. Ning Yue was angry and frightened and looked at the mobile phone that kept beating like a monster. At last, she picked it up, but she didn't open her mouth. Instead, Fu Jinyan pressed her question over there: "so are you drawing a line with me now? Are you putting forward a hand like me?"

"Didn't you tell me the break-up first? I thought your behavior was clear enough."

"Shit!" Fu Jin Yan will have a violent explosive force when he picks up his rude words. "You TMD say it again!"

"If you don't say good words the second time, you can understand. I'm asleep." Ning Yue hung up the phone, directly shut down, she will his anger, the expression of incisive.

Fu Jinyan called again several times. The prompt there was to turn off the phone. Thinking about Ning Yue's words, he was so angry that he directly swung his mobile phone and smashed it into one side of the wall.

The mobile phone thump, and slide to the cold ground, the screen broken, but still strong light. Fu Jinyan walked back and forth in the living room, with smoke coming out of her head. This woman, this woman, said goodbye to him so easily. Sure enough, in her heart, she did not pay attention to the relationship between them. She could easily let go at any time and anywhere. She had no idea how painful and sad he would be.