Mr. Yan, break up

Before they knew it, they had walked a long way and turned a few corners.Song Chuan would choose this road every time he went home. Although it was a bit remote, he couldn't stand the proximity. After being tired in the store every day, Song Chuan would die if he didn't want to take an extra step.This is a small alley with towering walls on both sides. At this point in time, there is no one on the road. The street lamps are reflected behind He Nai. His face is hidden in the darkness, and his expression cannot be seen clearly.

Song Chuan was silent for a long time, since he knew He Nai, He Nai could be said to be accommodating to him everywhere, helping him everywhere.Song Chuan is not a fool, it is impossible for him not to be aware of He Nai's indistinct emotions floating on him.

He also thought that there would be a day when He Nai would confess his love to him, but he never thought that this day would come so early and so suddenly.

"He Nai," Song Chuan sighed faintly, "You are very kind to me, I am very grateful to you, and I thought about using my best to repay you."

"But I really don't want to be with you."

This sentence is cruel, but if Song Chuan doesn't say it, it will be even more cruel to He Nai.

He Nai took two steps back tremblingly, leaning on the wall with one hand, and smiled in a low voice, which seemed to be self-deprecating, and even more desperate.

Song Chuan was terrified by his appearance, he hurried forward to help him up, but was thrown away by the other side.

"I don't need your pity."

He Nai's tone was extremely indifferent, and a layer of frost formed on his face.

"I'm sorry... He Nai, I..." Song Chuan was talking, when suddenly his eyes blurred, everything in front of him was spinning inexplicably, and his limbs began to weaken. fell down.

His eyes were out of focus, and the milk tea in his hand fell to the ground, the milky white liquid slowly smeared, and then seeped in along the cracks in the bricks on the ground.At that second before he fell into darkness, Song Chuan seemed to see a pair of long legs walking slowly, and then he saw the hem of the familiar camel windbreaker hanging on his thighs.

Yan Jingting cleaned up the garbage in the cafe carelessly, then hurriedly threw off his apron and rushed out. After running for more than ten meters, he realized that the door was unlocked, and ran back to close the door.

He walked back along the familiar road, while thinking about how to coax the angry Song Chuan back.He calculated more than a dozen ways in his mind, and even the idea of ​​kneeling durians at the door was forced to appear.

"Ah, what should I do!"

Angrily, Yan Jingting kicked a small stone away, and the stone ran away in a flutter, and just landed at the entrance of the shopping mall.The shopping mall is brightly lit, and even at night, there is a constant flow of people. There are whole families traveling, friends together, and of course, young couples holding hands and kissing like no one else around.

My own love life is not going well, so naturally I can't see others being sweet. Yan Jingting will die of anger when he thinks that his wife will have to share the bed with him, and that he dared to "offend" last night and was left alone for a whole day.

Yan Jingting averted his gaze full of resentment, raised his eyelids and glanced up lightly, and suddenly fixed his gaze: I saw an advertisement playing on the large electronic LED screen above the mall, a man holding a handful of roses, kneeling on one knee to the woman In front of him, he took out a ring from behind.Then the background changed, and a familiar logo of jewelry luxury goods appeared on the big screen.

Finally, an English word flashed: "love".

One second Yan Jingting was outside watching an advertisement, and the next he had already entered the mall and stood in front of the counter.The sales lady was picking her fingers boredly waiting to get off work, when suddenly there was a person standing in front of her, and she raised her eyes impatiently, facing a handsome face.

She thinks that she works here and meets countless men every day, and there are even occasional entertainers in the mall to promote, so she has more or less seen the world.But the appearance of this face successfully caused four words in her heart: shock!World!startle!Vulgar!

The sales lady scanned Yan Jingting's clothes up and down. On the first day she came here, she learned to judge the consumption level of customers by looking at their clothes and conversations, so as to recommend products with suitable prices.After so many years, he has already cultivated a pair of discerning eyes comparable to brand scanning machines, and he can directly judge that the seemingly simple casual clothes on Yan Jingting are definitely no less than five figures.

The only thing that puzzled her was - the clothes seemed a little dirty, as if they had just done some dirty work.

But this is not important, it may be that someone accidentally rubbed ashes somewhere.

The sales lady immediately sat up straight, showed the most standard eight-toothed smile in her life, straightened her hair at the sideburns, looked at Yan Jingting like a hook in her eyes, and said in a sweet and soft tone: "What do you need?" How about a piece of jewelry?" "A ring."

Yan Jingting glanced at the ring in the glass cabinet several times, without even lifting his eyelids, he threw all the winking eyes of the sales lady to the ghost.

The sales lady introduced the products on the counter to him, and Yan Jingting picked out a few and put them on the counter. The jewels shone brightly under the light, competing for beauty.

Yan Jingting frowned, but none of them could catch his eyes.

The sales lady propped her body on the counter without giving up, and approached Yan Jingting a little bit, and asked coquettishly with all her courage: "What does the handsome guy do?"

Yan Jingting didn't even look at her: "The coffee shop opposite."

The sales lady almost fell off the table: "Coffee... coffee shop?"

A coffee man who can afford five figures?It can't be... a high imitation, right?

The face of the sales lady changed immediately: her energy was blinded for nothing.

Yan Jingting passed all the rings. Seeing that he was almost at the closing time of the mall, he suddenly thought of the advertisement on the big screen outside.

"Get me the one advertised outside."

The sales lady hesitated: "The one outside is limited and very expensive."

Yan Jingting raised his eyebrows and asked, "So?"

The sales lady murmured for a long time, but reluctantly took out the ring from the counter.

A very plain ring, without too many decorations, without those gaudy and magnificent diamonds, only a small stalk carved on it, the rhizome coiled around the entire side of the ring, extremely delicate.

He was able to see such an ancient style of literature and art in Country Z.

"This ring is a limited edition designed in cooperation between our brand and a well-known international designer. It is only sold for a limited period and while stocks last."

Yan Jingting was very satisfied with this ring. Hearing these introductions, he suddenly asked: "Isn't this ring designed by your brand's designer?"

The sales lady shook her head: "No."

"No wonder it's so pretty."

Yan Jingting mocked without hesitation.

It is also a miracle that this brand can design such a tacky thing without any aesthetic feeling at all, and it can still become an international first-line brand.

The sales lady opened her mouth to refute, but was interrupted directly, Yan Jingting said directly: "Wrap it up and pay the bill."

"Clos... checkout?"

The sales lady stared dumbfounded at the other party's skillful swiping of the card, with an expression of no distress after spending six figures, and couldn't help blurting out: "So rich...still selling coffee?"

"I don't want to either. Who wants to have a good life, make coffee and clean up in the cafe every day, and if you don't do it well, you will be punished." Yan Jingting smiled and sighed helplessly. It's all blah, I can't wait to announce it to the world with a loudspeaker.

"But I can't help it. Who made my boyfriend work in the coffee shop?"