Later she went to find Dongfangxuan and saw him shopping with Zhong Yan, smiling so brightly and happily.

At that time, her whole world seemed to be collapsing, completely dark.

Is she still one step too late after all?

Even without her, there will be someone else, but that person will never be her.

……

Murong Wu slapped her face with a slap, her expression was a little embarrassed.

Ouyang Chen glanced at her faintly, with an indescribable feeling.

The atmosphere was a bit weird, Murong Wu cleared her throat, and signaled Nangong Mei to continue talking.

*********

"At that time, I wanted to rush up to ask him why, but when I stood across the road, my feet seemed to be glued together, and I couldn't move."

Just like that, she stood there, watching the figures of the two of them disappear into the bustling crowd.

The whole world is lively, and she is alone, wandering and helpless.

About three days later, Dongfang Xuan came to the door.

Dongfang Xuan took Nangong Mei's words and continued.

That day, it was Zhong Yan who came to look for him.

Zhong Yan asked him whether he liked Murong Wu or Nangong Mei.

He was really stunned by this question, and then suddenly realized a very serious question, just like Ouyang Chen once told him, how would it feel if his affection for Murong Wu fell into the eyes of Nangong Mei.

It was too simple for him to think.

Seeing his reaction, Zhong Yan asked with a smile: "Is there a feeling of waking up the dreamer with one word?"

"thanks".

Dongfang Xuan hurriedly thanked him and wanted to leave.

Perhaps for so many years, he has been in the wrong direction.

"I'm leaving now, am I so unattractive?" Zhong Yan stopped Dongfang Xuan and said.

She liked this man for two years, and followed him for half a year. He was always indifferent, and she became depressed. She lost everything to her in terms of family background, appearance, education, and character. I can't see it.

"Zhong Yan, you are fine, but..."

"But you don't love me".

She's fine, but he really doesn't love her.

There is only one person in his heart, and he has been that person since he was a child. His heart is very small, and there is no room for others except him.

For so many years, there have been many women who coveted the position of the young wife of the Dongfang family, and he ignored them all. Zhong Yan was an accident, she was bright and flamboyant, and he also admitted that she was different from ordinary women, but even so, he still only loved Nangong Mei alone.

"Okay, it's okay if you don't like me, I won't force you, as long as you promise to stay with me for a day today, I won't like you in the future."

This is the reason for shopping that day.

If he knew...

But no if.

About half a month later, when he came out of the house, Jian Jian stopped in front of his car.

As soon as he opened the car door, he was beaten violently when he came up.

It was strange that he didn't fight back. Hearing what Jian Jian said while beating him, he probably understood the matter.

"Where is she?"

Simply shook his head.

Dongfangxuan got the signal, pushed away the simple, got in the car and rushed out.

Not at home, not at Murong Wu's place, not at Nangong Ming's place, not at hotels, KTVs, bars, or guesthouses.

It's been half a month, where will she be, where can she be?

At that time, Dongfang Xuan thought that if he couldn't find her, then his life might just end like this.

Ran for a whole day and found nothing.

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