In my childhood memory, it was my mother who took her to pick tea in a tea tree.At that time, my parents spent all their wealth, contracted the tea forest, and started a business, which was criticized by many people in the family.She wanted to single out a tea for herself, which was probably the wish of her parents.

I heard others say that tea has three virtues, but standing on the edge of the riverside, Biancha thought to herself, how could she have three virtues.Not to mention that she doesn't know what the three virtues are, as far as her own evaluation of herself is concerned, it is nothing more than four words-shameless.

At the age of 24, I should have enjoyed a good time, shuttling through all kinds of beautiful scenes, squandering my life to my heart's content, but I lost all interest in drinking tea.

Before coming to the mountain city, she told Jiang Zilu: "Please don't pester me anymore, can you let me go?"

What did Jiang Zilu say?Oh, she looked sad, exactly the same as before: "Give me two years, let's start from scratch!"

Ha ha.

Biancha sneered, packed her luggage, and kept her face cold, not looking at her: "Let me go. I'm used to cheating, love to flirt with others, and like to play around. You don't like me at all, why bother? Why bother?" !"

Jiang Zilu's face was flushed, and the veins on her slightly chubby face were exposed. Bian Cha knew that she was trying her best to endure the emotional outburst, but she really didn't want to take care of it.For four full years, all the patience in her life was spent on this person.From the love at the beginning, to the guilt later, it turned into fear, fear and anxiety, until now, it is all numbness and indifference.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll commit suicide?" Jiang Zilu resorted to his trump card and picked up a glass mirror.

Bian Cha zipped up the suitcase, walked over, and slapped her while she was off guard.Obviously, Jiang Zilu was a little confused by this slap. "You're going to die, wait until I'm gone, you love to die." Bian Cha slapped the mirror on the table, wanting to smash it to pieces.She didn't even bother to look at Jiang Zilu's expression, and even heard herself chuckle.The door slammed shut behind her, shaking the walls so hard that they trembled.

Then she left without looking back.

She wanted to leave earlier.

After turning off the phone before turning it off, and then turning on the phone, Biancha was already standing by the river in the mountain city.Text messages and WeChat messages are all Jiang Zilu's news.It was nothing more than the same apology as before-begging, threats, and inexplicable words.But it was not what Bian Cha wanted.

She is really tired.She used to think that Jiang Zilu was everything to her, all her happiness and future, and exhausted all her strength, but found that it was nothing more than her own misunderstanding.

Really, those who say to start from scratch, really, it's all bullshit.

The author has something to say: Friends, the purpose of the documentary is because Codeword Jun’s EQ is not enough.If you have opinions on how to deal with it, please let me know after the plot unfolds.

The old rule is that there will be three shifts the first day, followed by about ten shifts, and then, Mr. Codeword is going to make waves.From the middle of May to the Dragon Boat Festival, is it tolerable or unbearable!I'm going to see the sea, to eat and eat, to update, I should try my best to ensure that Tang Huan has four updates a week, I really want to give three updates in nine days~ because it has to be written in advance, it is really torture.

520, open a piece of abuse text for you, remember the bitterness and think about the sweetness, and cherish the person around you.If that person hasn't shown up yet, fill yourself up and be patient!

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