On the day we broke up, Mr. Chi was very hungry

What did she do today?

He accepted Xiao Shaobai's lunch during the day and Lu Yu's opera at night. These two things had completely pissed him off.

But what really made him furious and furious was that Lu Yu kissed her!

During the eight years he spent with Chi Yuhan, he didn't look like a mysophobic person, but he would fold the quilts in his room neatly, like tofu cubes in the military camp.

Even during those years of hard work, running business, and negotiating with clients, he had to change a pair of socks every three hours.

He took off those socks and threw them away. She thought it was a waste, so she put them in her bag, and finally brought them back to be washed.

To this day, she always keeps three pairs of clean men's socks in her purse, just in case he needs it...

Lan Xun's eyebrows suddenly jumped, and then he suddenly remembered.

Chi Yuhan, he is probably a bit mysophobic...because, except for socks. And his underwear, which is only worn for a week, needs to be replaced.

After thinking about it, she smiled sadly. Could it be that without being kissed by Lu Yu, did she still have hope? No!

Haven't they both broken up?

Then who she is with, who she accepts, and whom she kisses are not her freedom, what does it have to do with him?

Lan Xun was sitting by a flower bed, with tears streaming down his face. His black and slightly curly hair hung down from his back, fell over his shoulders, fell on his chest, and covered his cheeks.

Tears poured down like rain, making her face wet and her hair wet. She cried, silently at first without making a sound, and then lost her voice as she cried.

For eight years, I never dared to ask him for marriage.

Because they knew it was impossible, the two of them were worlds apart.

It was written clearly in the agreement that the relationship between the two was only a sexual partnership and should not involve money or marriage.

And even without that agreement, it was impossible for him to give up everything he had now for her.

It took him eight years, eight years of hard work, hard work and hard work to get what he has.

You must hold it tightly in your hands and never let yourself lose it.

That is power, that is wealth, that is status, that is his career, that is the most important thing that he protects in his life, his core.

Lan Xun sat by the flower bed and cried.

She didn't know how long she had been crying, but suddenly she heard footsteps slowly approaching her. He walked to her and didn't speak, but just stood in front of her.

Without moving, he let out a low sigh——

It wasn't him who was coming towards her;

It's a road encounter.

The moment Lan Xun raised his head and saw him, he felt white light dazzling him. His white suit looked particularly conspicuous at night under the street light.

Lu Yu stood in front of her, bent his knees, squatted down, and looked at her level, "You cried so sadly, have you ever thought that someone would feel sorry for you?"

His eyes were gentle, revealing kindness and love, as if a parent was looking for a child who hid outside and cried aggrievedly after being criticized for something he did wrong.

"Who would feel bad?"

Every day, every night, every moment, every minute, there are people crying. Who sheds tears for whom, who feels distressed for whom?

Lan Xun smiled sadly, his moist, red and swollen eyes trembling and shining with tears, which made people feel extremely distressed.

Lu Yu's eyes were full of pity and love, "I feel sorry for your tears. I feel even more sad that you are sitting here alone, feeling sad and sad."

He gently reached out and wiped away her tears. His warm thumb caressed the corners of her eyes with tenderness and love, and said in a soft voice, "Can you stop crying? Xun'er, you and I." "

"Do you know everything?" Lan Xun blinked sharply, blinking away the crystal tears in his eyes.

He was sure that he already knew everything.

Lu Yu knew what the girl he loved in front of him was asking. He didn't answer out loud, but nodded slightly to show his response to her.

Because I couldn't bear it... and because I was worried.

He was worried that he would embarrass her and make her feel inferior because he knew about her. She would be even more unworthy to be with him, and even more humble and withdrawn.

In just these two days, he secretly investigated her past, her past, her eight years... the eight years between her and Chi Yuhan.

He was heartbroken, heartbroken for her.

I know why she is sad and hiding here crying.

Because it is impossible for a man who has been with her for eight years to marry her. He couldn't give her a marriage or a promise.

Lan Xun shed tears and shouted to him:

"Now that you know who I am? Do you still think I'm beautiful? Even I think I'm dirty. Do you still think I'm worthy of having a bright future?"

She grabbed her knees with both hands, her white skirt was tightly twisted together by her fingers, her eyes were dim with tears, and the tears were still flowing, like a sea of ​​water.

There was a kind of hysterical despair when people found out about her terrible past, "Stay away from me! Get out!"

"Lan Xun, I want to have a good talk with you..." Lu Yu did not leave, but sat directly by the flower bed like her.

He looked at her with gentle eyes, and like a mentor, he persuaded her step by step, "Each of us has a past, I also have a past, and my past is also difficult to talk about.

But it's over, that's fine... Moving forward without looking back is the inevitable direction of life. "

He has never tried to persuade a woman, but he is already at the end of his rope. While persuading, he put a hand on her back and stroked it gently.

I really want to tell her that he doesn't care, doesn't care about her past, doesn't care about her past, doesn't care about her eight years. He just wanted her to be by his side.

After crying, I vented my anger to others.

Lan Xun's mood eased slightly. With his comfort, she stopped her useless tears and looked at the street lamp opposite with dull eyes.

Lu Yu accompanies her in a daze. At this moment, being in a daze is also beneficial, as it can free up the mind.

"How did you find your way here?" Thinking of his sudden appearance, Lan Xun asked in confusion, "Are you following me?"

"Your silk scarf fell in my car." He took out a soft, fragrant white silk scarf from the pocket of his white suit, put it in front of his nose and smelled it deeply, and then slowly handed it to her.

After sending her to the shared apartment, he had already driven far away, but halfway, he found that her silk scarf had fallen on the passenger seat of his car, where she had been sitting.

When he turned around to deliver the scarf, he found her hurriedly walking out of the apartment again. He was confused, so he drove up to follow her.

Sitting in the car, I saw her walking into this luxury apartment, seeing the lights on in the upstairs windows, and imagining what was going on inside and what might happen.

His heart was in chaos and in great pain.

It turned out that she came to see Chi Yuhan.

When he was about to leave, he unexpectedly saw her slender figure appearing in his field of vision. He felt excited and pained.

He watched her stumble along, crying all the way with grief, and finally squatted down by the flower bed and cried heartily, which made his heart hurt.

The smell of sadness drifted in the night wind.

He hesitated for a long time, not daring to get close, and finally felt uneasy. So, come to her.