After I die, the villain turns black again

Chapter 635 The Queen and Fresh Meat

In the taxi the two of them took, Yan Ge took Gu Yifan to the station all the way.

They spent too much time together at home. In order to drive the car, they walked very fast. Yange was wearing high heels, and accidentally sprained, grinning in pain, but still waving at him: "Yifan, you go, no later If you miss the bus, leave me alone, I will go back after a while."

Tickets are very expensive, and the cost can be reimbursed, but only once.

He didn't want to rely on her for support, and he missed this train, and he didn't even have the money to buy the ticket.

Most importantly, he couldn't be late with the crew.

But after walking a few steps, she saw her holding her skirt with one hand and pressing her ankle with the other, still squatting on the same spot. There were so many people coming and going around, and everyone looked at her curiously. A few wretched men even stared at her skirt on purpose. Look in through the gap.

Seeing him turn around, she immediately waved to him again to signal him to go quickly, and waved twice that a corner of the white skirt fell to the ground, and she hurriedly pulled the skirt again, keeping her legs tightly together, for fear of losing everything.

At that moment, his eyes were sour and extremely uncomfortable.

The love between him and his first love is ignorant but passionate. It has always been beautiful like in the clouds, and there is no real worry at all.

But between him and her, from desire to sex, from interests to entanglements.

There is no pure love with the first love, and there is no time buffer when it will come naturally.

Looking back, there are only interests and desires.

Obviously, it's just profit and desire.

But he was obsessed with her, like taking drugs, becoming more and more obsessed.

At this moment, seeing her like that made my heart suffer even more.

It's obviously not a relationship with a boyfriend, but I still feel extremely ashamed.

It would be great if he had a little money, if he had a little money, he could rush out to pick her up and carry her home.

It's okay, and it's okay to let her stop going to those so-called benefactors.

……

But he has no money.

After entering the station, he could still see her from the floor-to-ceiling glass.

She was squatting on the spot, had already taken off her shoes, and was limping forward with the shoes in both hands.

She was wearing a white dress with a thin and small back, which was particularly conspicuous in the crowd, and she also looked particularly weak.

Just like a little flower swaying in the wind, it will wither after a little wind and rain.

He clenched his hands tightly, telling himself at that moment that he must become a star.

The days of going to the production team are not boring, he is either trying to figure out the role every day, or running the theater diligently.

He wanted to give the director a good impression and get more opportunities.

Only when it was very late would he take time out to read a book and send messages to her at the same time.

I sent her a message, and she didn't reply until the next day.

This made him, couldn't help but wonder again, where did she spend the nights when she didn't reply to the messages.

Isn't it at the so-called patron's place?

I worry about gains and losses in my heart.

But powerless to change.

This is the most difficult time in his life, and he has no right to ask for anything other than trying to seize every opportunity to climb up.

Only when people are in a difficult situation can they experience the unscrupulousness of doing anything for a little benefit.

He really never thought that he would be so unbearable, sacrificing a girl for the sake of superiority.

After two long months in this drama, all the scenes about him are finally finished.

He almost couldn't wait to embark on the journey home.

This time when I returned home, there was no sign of her at home.

(End of this chapter)