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"Don't be so sad. Who hasn't had a terrible period of emotional experience? " I said in an experienced tone.

"These are not reasons." He Liancheng lowered his head and gave a bitter smile, "There are many things that are different from what you imagine. The marriages of the rest of us are not that simple. "

"Did she love you?" I asked.

He Liancheng must still have Xue Ming in his heart, otherwise he would not look at him with such a gaze. What about Xue Ming, had she ever loved He Liancheng before? If he had loved, He Liancheng would not feel wronged; if he had not, He Liancheng would not be able to say such a miserable word.

"I've always been in love with her on my own. During that period of time, she and I were on good terms. It was just to show off to him. Thanks to my reconciliation, the two quickly reunited. This conditioner of mine is really efficient! "It's not her fault. From the beginning, she never said that she liked me. It was me who insisted on being with her and claimed that I was her boyfriend." He Liancheng said self-deprecatingly, and the corner of his mouth twitched, as he continued to speak with a rogue smile, "Who would know that I am such a spendthrift."

"Don't be like that, there are plenty of good girls." I tried to dissuade her. There was no right or wrong in matters of love, and good girls were also relative. If he loves you, you are a good girl; if he does not love you, he will not see you for her.

Emotion is the most difficult to explain clearly. No matter how much you know about it, if you meet someone you really like, you will lose your sense of proportion and principle, and everything will revolve around that person. His or her joy, anger, and sorrow dictate your happiness, anger, and sorrow. Therefore, a lovelorn is most difficult to persuade unless he himself first wakes up from this failed love affair. Sometimes, if you can figure it out, you can't get out. Humans were such conflicted animals.

The so-called lovelorn, is a failed love.

As they spoke, the dinner began. The waiter was dressed in a crisp suit with a snow-white logo in his pocket. He served all kinds of delicacies. At this time, Xue Xiangming, dressed in a well-groomed suit and holding onto a bottle of red wine, walked in front of us. Seeing He Liancheng's outfit, he made a tsk sound and said: "Oh, your courage is excellent.

Before He Liancheng could say anything, he continued, "Looks like I'm not wrong, people like you can only be compatible with a b * tch. A b * tch paired with a prodigal son is really a match made in heaven."

"What kind of good wedding banquet can a engagement banquet between a b * tch and a rake be? The key point is that the host of the wedding banquet even specially sent out an invitation. What do you think the engaged man is? I'm afraid he's even worse than a b * tch or a slut. " He Liancheng laughed as he chatted, his words almost choking Xue Xiangming to death. It just so happened that this was his sister's day of celebration, so it wasn't good for him to cause a ruckus. In the end, Xue Xiangming said in embarrassment: "What does a person who only wants to have a good mouth count for!"

"You …" Xue Xiangming stuttered.

"If you're not convinced, you can hit me. Come, come here." He Liancheng pointed at his nose and provoked him.

Xue Xiangming snorted in anger, and turned to leave.

"This is the first time I've heard your mouth be so venomous." "No," I said.

"His sister's engagement party, he came to provoke me because his brain was full of water. If not for Xue Ming and Uncle Xue, I would have already punched him. " He Liancheng sneered again and again.