don't get close

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Kang Mingyu had been downstairs for 10 minutes, but he still hadn't come down. It wasn't a female voice coming from downstairs, which made me wonder who it was. Driven by curiosity, I went downstairs.

If I could make another choice, I would definitely not go downstairs. I would rather not see anything at the time, so at least I would not be so distressed as I am now, the pain is so painful that I can’t breathe, and the pain is so hard to control.

When I was standing on the stairs, I saw Kang Mingyu being hugged and kissed by a blonde foreign beauty at the door. I couldn't believe what was happening before my eyes. I didn't know how the tears fell. , A feeling of being cheated came to my heart.

I feel like a clown, a clown who has been played and deceived. What is the scene in front of me?Could it be that everything that happened in the past half month was an illusion?Who did he take me for?A doll to be manipulated?

What the hell is that now, when I accept him with disregard for the world?What kind of?

"Who is he?"

The blond foreign lady discovered my existence before Kang Mingyu, and asked Kang Mingyu suspiciously in that somewhat broken French Chinese.

He obviously didn't expect that this scene would be seen by me, the panic in his eyes had already betrayed him.

"Tang Lun, listen to me..."

"Enough." I interrupted him, "I don't want to hear anything right now."

I just want to escape from this place, to a place where no one can find me, to be alone for a while, when I passed by him, he took my arm, I just smiled wryly, watching With a glance, he pushed his hand away forcefully, and ran out like crazy.

It seems that every time I am in a bad mood, it will rain, and only the rain can wash away the tears on my face and cover up the blood in my heart.

The heart I used to describe with glass products, yes, I am so fragile, and I can't afford to suffer one after another.

I kept asking myself in my heart, why, he lied to me, why even he lied to me, I kept asking.

"Tang Lun, things are not what you think, can you go back with me?"

I didn't expect him to run out to chase me, but that scene has been lingering in my mind. I can't forgive such a betrayal, such a deception, such a fool.

"Seeing is believing. I've seen everything. What else can you explain? Is it funny to fool me? Do you feel particularly fulfilled seeing me in such a mess?"

"What are you talking about? Don't you believe me?"

He shook my body vigorously, and the disappointment in his eyes, now, in my opinion, it seems like he is acting. They are all good actors, but why is it that I am the subject of the experiment?Why?

"I believe you, but what have you done? Let me go, we don't belong to the same world at all, I beg you to let me go!"

That was the first time I knelt down to someone, to the man I still love deeply at this moment, just to let him... let me go.

I didn't look up at his expression, didn't have the guts, because I couldn't forgive him for his actions, no matter what his explanation was, no matter what his reasons were.

"You go..."

When I heard him say these three words choked up, I didn't feel relieved and relaxed, but helpless and lost, rooted in the pain of being abandoned.

The deeper the love, the more it hurts.

I used to think that it only appeared in novels and lyrics. I never thought that one day he would really happen to me. When I dragged my heavy steps and bid farewell to him in the pouring rain, I passed the When the cry to withdraw from the sky came, I didn't stop, but the tears were like a fountain, and I couldn't control it.

Our beginnings are always wrong, no matter how much we have paid to each other.

The beauty of the past flashed through my mind over and over again like a slideshow. In the past ten days, every bit of me around him is still fresh in my memory. I once abandoned the world for this man, and I once I gave up my principles, but what did I get in exchange?Today's body is covered with cuts and bruises, and today's body is incomplete, who is it for?

Should I hate him, or should I hate myself for trusting others so easily?

The road ahead is long, but I don't know where to go. I wandered aimlessly on the street, like a solitary soul, like a solitary boat. I was abandoned again. This time, it seemed more thorough.

When I woke up again, I was lying in a completely strange place, but this time my body was not covered with tubes, but in a bottle, without the man who used to take care of me, without the noisy couple. couple.

"Are you awake? Do you know how long you have been asleep?" A sweet female voice came from the door.

I propped myself up and sat up, a beautiful woman appeared in my blurred vision, a woman I had seen on TV, since I never follow celebrities, I don’t know her name...

"What place is this?" The hoarse voice surprised even myself.

"I thought you would say thank you in the first sentence. This is my house. It was raining heavily outside two days ago. When I came back, I saw you lying on the side of the road, so I picked you up. How do you feel now? "Her voice is very gentle.

"Thank you." Everyone started talking. If I don't even say thank you, it doesn't seem very good.

Looking closer, I seem to be better-looking than on TV, with capable short hair, an actress-standard oval face with a pointed shell, thick eyebrows, big eyes and double eyelids. It seems that the looks of celebrities are not too different.

"It's really a reluctant thank you! But it doesn't matter. Judging by your appearance, you are either broken in love or unemployed. It just so happens that I was unemployed recently. We all share the same illness, let's make friends!" She held out her hand in a friendly manner.

I held the hand she extended in embarrassment, "Why are actors also unemployed?"

"I didn't expect you to know that I was an actor." After finishing speaking, she sat directly on the bed and said with a sigh, "It's not easy to be an actress now. If you want to be famous, you have to pay. What are the hype, gossip, unspoken rules, and being out of position?" Oh, what the hell, I'm a straightforward person, and I don't want to rely on these superiors, so if I accidentally offend someone, I'll lose my job."

It turned out to be blocked.But I admire her quite a bit. Actresses are not much better now.

"Tell me about you!" She looked at me full of curiosity and exploration.

She couldn't answer her question, I only know that my heart has never stopped hurting, maybe it will be a permanent pain...