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Liang Yin put down the spoon in his hand, raised his eyes to meet Ye Weichen's gaze, looked at Ye Weichen for a long time before saying, "Why should I get rid of Zhou Muhan?"

She didn't understand what Ye Weichen's position was when he said this, and he seemed to know her current situation well, which made her a little uncomfortable.

"If you don't get rid of him, do you want to be a fake couple with him for the rest of your life?"

Ye Weichen threw out this sentence calmly, but Liang Yin's body shook suddenly. She stood up suddenly and stared at the person in front of her: "What do you mean by that? Are you investigating me? Why do you do this, you What right do you have to do that?"

A series of questions came out, and Liang Yin suddenly felt angry. Although Ye Weichen was right, the feeling of being exposed directly made her angry from embarrassment.

She can tolerate anyone judging that her marriage is not happy, and she can accept their pointing and saying that she relies on men, but at least this is something she can still hold in her hands, but now Ye Weichen blatantly said three "fake couples" Words, it means that he already knows that her marriage is a transaction.

Now she can't even pretend that she's doing well, that she's such a failure that she doesn't look like it.

Seeing her excited reaction, Ye Weichen still didn't show any expression, as if he had already guessed that she would be like this: "I'm not as miserable as you think, and I can't do things like investigate my ex-girlfriend's private life, I just happened to know This is just a reminder to you."

"I don't need your reminder."

Liang Yin shot back without hesitation. She clutched the corner of the table with her right hand and raised her voice: "Ye Weichen, we have been separated for three years. We have ended since the day I got married three years ago and you went abroad. I don't want to be hypocritical I'm telling you that we can still be friends, and I can't be friends with you, so I hope you don't use friends as an excuse to send me these hypocritical concerns!"

"hypocritically?"

Ye Weichen repeated the word, and he raised his head to meet Liang Yin's gaze again, with ridicule in his eyes: "Who do you think is not hypocritical and who is sincere? Is that your omnipotent husband?"

"It's none of your business!"

Liang Yin's chest heaved violently, and he began to regret why he got in his car, why did he listen to him talking about it here?

Ye Weichen stood up slowly, and the convergence point of the two people's eyes gradually increased. His eyes were filled with coldness: "It really has nothing to do with me. I came to see you this time because of my mental illness!"

After saying this, he took out a banknote from his wallet and threw it on the table, then turned and walked out.

Liang Yin stood there watching his movements, pursed his lower lip and stared for a long time, but he couldn't help chasing him out: "Don't think that you are the only victim in these three years, and don't always act like you are standing on the moral high ground. Blame my appearance, Ye Weichen, anyone in the world is qualified to criticize me, only you don't!"

Ye Weichen had already walked to the side of the car, and he paused when he heard this, but he didn't turn his head back: "You think too much, I never meant to blame you, it's just for the sake of our love, I can't bear to see you deceive yourself like this That's all."

"I--"

Liang Yin wanted to say that when I deceive myself and others, why should you not bear it?
But before he could say it, he was interrupted by Ye Weichen again. He opened the car door and quickly took out the document, turned around and stuffed it into Liang Yin's arms: "You can pretend that you love Zhou Muhan and Mrs. Zhou deeply, but You can’t pretend you don’t love design.”

After saying this, Ye Weichen turned around and got into the car without any hesitation, and drove away.

Liang Yin stared blankly at the direction the car was leaving, and kept repeating Ye Weichen's last words in his ear, his whole body seemed to freeze until the file bag in his hand slipped to the ground, and the contents inside were scattered all over the floor. She just reacted and lowered her head to pick it up.

William Shen's designs fell in front of her one by one, and Liang Yin stared at the vivid elements on them, those magical collages, these were her favorite things in the past, but now, she really didn't dare to admit to herself love him it?

Why is this happening?
In fact, the reason is very simple. When you are farther and farther away from the ideal in your heart, or even no longer have anything to do with it, the reason you can accept is always that you have given up on it, not that it has given up on you.

This is Liang Yin's thoughts for the past three years. She lost the opportunity to study abroad, lost the person who promised to be with her forever, and even the whole person would be inexplicably trapped in an inescapable marriage siege. She knew that she It will be abandoned by the design soon, so before that, she abandoned the design first.

But even so, did she really have no idea at all?
"Om Weng—"

There was a video reminder in his hand, Liang Yin listened for a while before realizing that it was his mobile phone, just swiped to answer it, and heard Shen Qiyue's voice: "Why haven't you gone downstairs yet, I've been waiting for you downstairs for 10 minutes .”

Liang Yin's face was pale. Holding the phone in one hand, he slowly picked up the blueprints on the ground with the other hand. It took him a while to find his own voice: "Go home, I want to go home now."

Shen Qiyue was taken aback for a moment, as if she didn't understand what she was talking about: "What home, which home are you going back to, where are you now?"

"Go back to your house, no, no—it's back to my house!"

After Liang Yin finished speaking, he hung up the phone, quickly packed up the documents in front of him, got into the taxi in a hurry, and said to the master, "Yutai Garden District."

This is the name of the complex where Shen Qiyue's apartment is located. Liang Yin's heartbeat slowly accelerated, and countless beating images flashed in her mind, including her messy inspirations in the past few years, and the trophies she had won, from the first time From the beginning of contact with design, until the last design three years ago, all scenes flashed before her eyes.

When she was in a trance, the taxi had already arrived near the community. Liang Yin got off the car and turned to the entrance of the community. Just as she was about to enter, she heard someone honking behind her. She turned around and saw Shen Qiyue:

"What's the matter with you, why did you come back suddenly?"

If it weren't for the tacit understanding between the two of them for many years, she really wouldn't have understood what Liang Yin meant by "your home, my home".

Liang Yin didn't speak, but turned around and got into the car. Shen Qiyue immediately entered the community when she saw this. As soon as the car was parked, Liang Yin got out of the car in a hurry and ran towards the apartment.

After entering the elevator and directly pressing the twelfth floor, Liang Yin reached out to Shen Qiyue: "Give me the key."

Shen Qiyue was a little puzzled, but she still handed over the key: "What's wrong with you?"

"That's not it."

Liang Yin raised his head and looked at Shen Qiyue firmly: "It's my key."