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Chapter 117 Actually, Qiangwei is quite good .

That certainty seeped into Lan Lan's words, every word was like a cold arrow quenched with poison, piercing Fang Xin's heart, and the poison instantly spread to her limbs and bones, and she actually felt pain, a sharp pain .

The throat was congested and astringent, and it was more than just pressing a stone, so Fang Xin couldn't even refute a word, and stood stiffly in place, with a pale face.

Seeing Fang Xin's appearance of being hit hard, Lan Lan felt a sense of joy in her heart, but at the same time, she was sure that Fang Xin had already taken a fancy to Jiang Lizhe, so she couldn't relax and pursued the victory, "Fang Xin , My words are definitely not just casually. I know that Jiang Lizhe is very good. It is human nature for any woman to have no resistance to such a handsome and charming man, but you have to be more aware that such a high-ranking man will never It is not a woman of your background who can match, and the woman who can stand beside him will definitely not be you!"

In the last sentence, Lan Lan spoke with extra force, with an unquestionable force, as if she was a judge of fate, who sentenced her to death, and completely lost the last trace of strength in her resistance.

Seeing that the last gleam of light in Fang Xin's eyes had disappeared, Lan Lan curled her lips in satisfaction, reached out her hand and took out a hundred-yuan bill from her bag, and walked out of the coffee shop gracefully.

.........

This year's winter weather is very abnormal. Just after the winter solstice, there is continuous rain. The sun seems to be tired of this land, so that the whole city is shrouded in drizzle all day long, and the dreary air is somewhat breathless. smell.

The sky not far away unknowingly darkened again, and it was gray. Immediately afterwards, thin and dense raindrops fell from the sky and sprinkled on the earth.

The city was baptized by the rain, and Fang Xin's hair was also wet. When she came out of the coffee shop, her eyes were still a little dazed. If it wasn't for the wet feeling in her hair that woke her up, Fang Xin wouldn't know that she was still alive. How long are you going to walk aimlessly like this?

He lifted the bag to the top of his head, and found a place to temporarily shelter from the rain like a pedestrian in a hurry.

Fang Xin took out a tissue and wiped his face, and also erased the inexplicable troubles in his heart, then took out his mobile phone and called Fang Hui, but the phone rang for a long time, but no one answered.

She frowned and dialed again patiently, but this time the phone was immediately prompted to shut down. Fang Xin stroked her forehead with a headache and realized that she was really helpless with this sister.

In the end, Fang Xin had no choice but to compose a text message and send it. She put away the phone when the text message indicated that the message was sent successfully. It happened that the rain had subsided a little, so she hurriedly ran to the subway station with her bag. past.

The subway car seems to be like this forever, crowded and noisy, Fang Xin hides himself in a corner, looking at the colorful billboards outside the car in a trance.

The more noisy she was around, the calmer her heart became, and there was only a voice echoing in her ears.

"Fang Xin, you won't be complacent for too long. Do you think Jiang Lizhe's love for you now is real? Let me tell you, everything is just an illusion. Do you want to win this man's heart? Then you will die This heart! Because you will never be able to do it!"

You will never be able to do it!

You will never be able to do it!

The last sentence kept amplifying in her ears, and amplifying it again and again almost shattered her eardrums, and also shattered her heart.

Fang Xin's face was reflected in the window of the carriage, and she saw herself smiling inside, so calm and breezy, she dismissed it.

She didn't care about Jiang Lizhe at all, and he was not hers, so she didn't need to win his heart, so how could Lan Lan's words affect her?

She should feel ridiculous, shouldn't she?But what about her eyes?Why is the emotion reflected in it so sad?It seemed as if all the rainwater outside had been filled in, and it was so heavy that she only needed to blink her eyes lightly, and something would overflow in the next second.

Fang Xin squeezed the bag in the palm of her hand, pulled her lips harder, and opened her eyes wider at the same time. She wanted to make herself smile, and let this smile that was trying to bloom cover all the haze in her heart.

.........

When we returned to Jing Garden, it was already evening, and the rain had stopped at some point, but the concrete floor was still wet, showing traces of rain.

Getting used to it is really a terrible thing sometimes. When Fang Xin realized it, she was already standing in front of the elevator, and she didn't even know why she had to come back here.

cowardly self.

As soon as he stepped out of the elevator, Fang Xin was surprised to see that the door of the apartment was open.

When I got closer, I saw several staff members of the flower shop taking care of the flowers in the house. They took down the withered flowers in the living room and bedroom, and cleaned the vases together. Reposition the fresh flowers into the vase.

Fang Xin raised his eyes and looked at the desk calendar next to him, and only then did he react with belated awareness. During the period of living in Jingyuan, the staff of the flower shop would come over on this day almost every week to take care of it. Flowers throughout the house.

And all these flowers are just one species, rose.

The staff of the flower shop naturally met Fang Xin, and naturally thought that she was the mistress of the house, and even more naturally thought that these flowers were her mistress' favorite.

"Madam, you are back." She was a little cautious before, but now the flower shop girl is extremely enthusiastic.

Fang Xin's temples twitched, probably because the other party's wife caught her by surprise, and she was stunned for a moment without any response.

Maybe it's because dealing with flowers and plants all year round is much simpler than dealing with complex human beings, so that people who work in flower shops are relatively simple, and the girl in the flower shop is a little familiar, and she doesn't care about Fang Xin. He continued to speak in a brisk tone with sincere envy, "Ma'am, you are so lucky, your husband is the most caring among our customers, and he always told us that the roses must be sold on the same day." They can only pass through the customs when they are transported by air from abroad. Look, today’s batch has just bloomed, isn’t it beautiful?”

Fang Xin looked like a robot, looking down at the gorgeous rose mechanically, wondering if it was because she had been tugging on her lips for too long in the subway, but she felt that the corners of her lips were stiff, with a stiff smile, "It's really beautiful."

"But madam, you are more beautiful than this flower. You and your husband are really talented and beautiful, and they are a perfect match."

The little girl in the flower shop praised her from the bottom of her heart, and then she took her colleagues to pack up the things and left the apartment.

The door was closed gently behind him, Fang Xin was standing there alone, looking at the rose flower blooming on the coffee table, for some reason, but felt that the flower seemed to have a particularly sharp power, and it was unscrupulous at the moment , attacking her silently.

The words "madam" and the words "a couple made for each other" echoed in her ears, accompanied by this sharp force, making Fang Xin's heart tighten.

The strength accumulated all the way here will dissipate in an instant, his legs are weak, and he bumped into the side cabinet when he tilted his body. Fang Xin fell on it in some embarrassment. In a daze, he remembered that he had never seen Jiang Lizhe. figure.

Some faint eyes searched around the apartment, and finally found the figure of the man on the balcony extending from the living room.

He pulled the sliding door shut, and a silent and charming scenery met Fang Xin's pupils.

Jiang Lizhe was probably on the phone, his back was still upright, with one hand in his trousers pocket and the other holding a phone.

The silhouette of the side face, with lines like knives, is meticulously crafted with every stroke. Fang Xin is so ingeniously handsome, Fang Xin slowly stabilized his body, approached slowly, and slowly held his breath.

Because, as she approached, she saw a completely different Jiang Lizhe.

Soft, soft, even the usual sharp creases between the brows have been smoothed away, like water, this man's appearance is even more exciting.

But Fang Xin's heart also seemed to be annihilated by the man's watery tenderness, and he faintly began to suffocate.

Probably noticing the gaze from this side, Jiang Lizhe turned slightly, and his gaze met Fang Xin's dark eyes.

"Okay, I get it, I will definitely go back that day, how could grandpa not show up when I was waiting, um, okay, take care of yourself, okay."

After Jiang Lizhe finished talking to the person on the other end of the phone, he hung up the line, opened the sliding door, and walked into the living room.

"When did you come back?" Throwing the phone aside, he stretched out his hand to embrace Fang Xin's slender waist, and hugged the petite her into his arms.

The movements of him taking her into his arms are as familiar as they are really a pair of lovers who have been in love for a long time.

Maybe it was because she stood outside for some time, but as soon as Jiang Lizhe came in, there was a cold wave along the way. Fang Xin couldn't help but shuddered, but it made her chaotic brain wake up, and her restless heart was slowly settling down. .

Cold, bitingly cold.

"Didn't you go to the company?"

"Knowing that the people from the flower shop will come today, I came back early."

Fang Xin smiled silently, looked at the roses in front of her, and said, "The flowers are very beautiful."

"Is it raining? Why are you so careless?" Jiang Lizhe's face was expressionless, his slender hands caressed Fang Xin's cheeks, and found that her hair was still wet, his brows frowned with a trace of pity.

Fang Xin shook her lips, and when she opened her mouth, she realized that her voice was extremely hoarse, "I forgot to bring my umbrella, it's fine."

"Go upstairs and take a hot bath." He began to care about her domineeringly again.

Fang Xin felt that the heart in her chest was trembling, she squeezed her palms tightly, slowly raised her head, and met his pair of deep pupils, she looked at him, with a female voice that was rarely capricious, " Don’t you get tired of putting roses every day? Why don’t you change to lilies next time?”

The airflow flowing in the air suddenly changed and became oppressive.

Fang Xin also clearly noticed the change in the man in front of him. Perhaps it was an accident. His breathing stopped suddenly, and even his black pupils contracted violently, but it was only fleeting, and the rest was obscure.

"I'll talk about the flowers later. Look at you, your hands are frozen like this. I'll get you a cup of hot water." After speaking, Jiang Lizhe let go of her, turned around and walked into the kitchen.

There is no nostalgia in general.

His arms moved away from him.

It turned out that everything was really just as Lan Lan said, but it was an illusion.

It turned out that all the concerns were nothing but Huang Liang's dream.

It turned out that her heart had deviated from the track at some point.

And at this moment, her heart was completely frozen.

The emotional walls she had piled up against him collapsed with a bang, and dust flew all over the sky, hurting her eyes.

Love, to her, has always been a luxury.

And, didn't she say that she would never be tempted by any man again?

"I said it casually, don't take it seriously, Qiangwei is actually pretty good." How much effort does it take to bring a smile to the lips?Even the posture she put on was relaxed, as if to get rid of the overwhelming emotions in her heart, she chased after him, stood on tiptoe again, ignored the inviolable and strong light in his eyes, and kissed the man's thin lips lightly , smiled again and said, "I'll take a shower first."

After saying that, she turned around impatiently, but she didn't dare to walk too hastily. Every step was to step on her heart, and she tried her best. It was a kind of suppression, and the pressure in her chest became more and more intense. pain.

Jiang Lizhe stood where he was, with his thin lips tightly pursed, his unpredictable eyes stared straight at Fang Xin's straight back, but the color inside was so deep that it was difficult to distinguish.

Finally, Fang Xin walked to the door of the master bedroom, and she pushed the door open. This time, without any further hesitation, she rushed straight into the attached bathroom, closed the door, and leaned against the door, feeling exhausted.

With the strength dissipating and the water in her body, Fang Xin took a deep breath, raised her head, and wondered if the light from the lamp on the bathroom ceiling was too dazzling , pierced her eyes and couldn't help blinking. With such a blink, her eyes became blurred. The tears she had borne and borne along the way finally burst the embankment.

Sad and sad, already defeated.

The weak body slipped down bit by bit, Fang Xin didn't dare to let herself cry, she bit the back of her hand tightly, crying silently.