Jane Sanshao's love story

"Can you be smarter!" Jian Qiubai hammered the quilt with hatred and said, "Your money didn't come from the strong wind. Since they are not playing with your feelings, what do you want them to do?"

Yuan Chengyi tugged at the tie around his neck, and said sullenly, "What about you? Are you with me just for love?"

Jian Qiubai's expression froze, and panic flashed in his eyes.

"Of course...of course not..." the boy faltered, "I'm just here to pay off the debt. Didn't we both make it clear at the beginning? It's only ten years. After ten years, the debt Cleared up, let's make a clean break."

"One cut and two breaks." Yuan Chengyi gritted his teeth, and his voice was cold, "It's a clean cut! Jian Qiubai, I think it's a pity for you to be a doctor. You should be an accountant. How fucking good at settling accounts!"

Jian Qiubai's head drooped, her mouth was tightly pursed, and she didn't speak.

Yuan Chengyi ground his teeth secretly for a while, then asked patiently, "Where's the puppy? Have you found it for me?"

Jian Qiubai's body froze, her heartbeat jumped to one hundred and eight.

Oh my god, I was so engrossed in jealousy just now that I forgot about the puppy.

"me…."

"What me!" Yuan Chengyi roared, "I asked you about the puppy!"

Jian Qiubai looked up at him with a bitter face and said, "Yuan Chengyi, listen to me, I didn't mean to, that puppy... I... I lost it accidentally."

Yuan Chengyi's expression froze, and the air pressure around him dropped to the lowest point.

"I'm sorry." Looking at his cloudy face, Jian Qiubai bowed her head in fright to apologize.

There was a dead silence in the room.

After a long silence, Yuan Chengyi spoke quietly

"Jian Qiubai, what right does a heartless person like you have to come and tell me to cleanse myself?"

Jian Qiubai's heart skipped a beat, and she raised her head to look at him, "I know I did something wrong in this matter, but there is a reason for what happened, I..."

"You didn't mean to, did you?"

"Really sorry."

"Hmph." Yuan Chengyi sneered, took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth, he didn't light it, just held it like that.

After standing stupidly for a while, the man suddenly said, "My mother picked up that dog on the street before she was alive. She likes that dog very much."

Jian Qiubai's face tightened suddenly, and the hands hanging by his legs clenched tightly into fists, "Yuan Chengyi, I... I don't know, I'm really sorry."

Yuan Chengyi took out his lighter and lit his cigarette, took a puff and squinted his eyes and said, "When she was hospitalized, this puppy was always by her side. Later, she became seriously ill. I was afraid that this puppy would disturb her rest, so I gave it to her." People, now that I think about it, I actually regret it.”

Yuan Chengyi's voice was a little rough, "I shouldn't have taken the dog away. At that time, I was young and ignorant, thinking about going out to make money every day, and I rarely had time to accompany her. That dog was her only companion, but I still used it in the name of loving her." She took it away, and recently took a lot of effort to find it back, but unexpectedly, it was lost with you."

Jian Qiubai lowered her head, "I'm really sorry."

"Forget it." Yuan Chengyi still put the cigarette under his feet, stomped on it with his shiny leather shoes, and said calmly, "I figured it out, you are just a heartless beast."

The blood on Jian Qiubai's face faded, and he said in a trembling voice, "Don't worry, I will definitely find it for you."

"What if I get it back?"

Yuan Chengyi stared at him, and said word by word, "Jian Qiubai, my mother is dead."

Jian Qiubai's heart shrank, her expression froze.

Yes.

The man is dead, and the dog is just a spiritual sustenance.

What if I get it back?

His injury to Yuan Chengyi has been engraved into the bone marrow, and it can no longer be erased.

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On the way to send Jian Qiubai back, Yuan Chengyi didn't say a word, his face was as cold as an ice cellar.

Seeing the bus stop sign, Jian Qiubai whispered, "Just send me here. I'll take the bus back later."

Yuan Chengyi didn't speak.

Jian Qiubai touched his arm, "Yuan Chengyi, stop the car here."

Yuan Chengyi sneered, "Can't you see the traffic lights in front of you? You parked here because you wanted me to get into an accident, right?"

"What did you say!"

Jian Qiubai turned her head anxiously and pouted twice, "Don't say such unlucky words in the future."

Since Jiang Fengli fell ill, Jian Qiubai has believed a lot in the theory of fate and ghosts. In addition, the Aunt Wang next door is also a believer in God. She kowtows and burns incense every day, and he is also superstitious.

Yuan Chengyi snorted coldly, "Who are you showing the hypocrisy to?"

Jian Qiubai looked as if she had been punched in the face, her face turned gray and her head drooped.

Yuan Chengyi turned his head and glanced at him, clicked impatiently, "Fasten your seat belt!"

Jian Qiubai let out a weak voice, and closed the button of the seat belt that was accidentally opened just now.

Yuan Chengyi was driving very fast, as if deliberately venting some kind of anger, but also as if expressing silent sadness.

Gritting her teeth, Jian Qiubai leaned against the car window, trying to minimize her sense of existence.

He knew that at this moment, he was the source of all of Yuan Chengyi's low emotions, so if he could keep silent, then keep silent, and he just hoped not to bother him again.

Yuan Chengyi sent Jian Qiubai to the entrance of the alley.

Because the small alley leading to Jian Qiubai's house was very narrow, the car couldn't get in, so as a last resort, Jian Qiubai got off the car at the entrance of the alley.

It was already very dark.

The place where Jian Qiubai lives is remote and dilapidated, there is not even a street light on both sides of the road, it is dark and creepy to look at.

"Yuan Chengyi." Jian Qiubai lowered his body and waved to him through the car window, "I'm leaving first, and you should be careful on the road."

The man's face was gloomy, without turning his head or looking at him, he turned the key of the car, got out of the car in reverse, stepped on the gas pedal, and drove the car away.

Jian Qiubai looked at the rear of the car going away, sighed, his heart was in a mess, and he didn't want to go back.

He simply stood there with his head on his head, thinking about these complicated troubles between the two of them.