Eat chicken and eat the goddess

Seeing Bai Hui lost in memory, the corners of his lips raised slightly, after Mu Ziyou hesitated slightly, he still asked softly.

"Bai Hui, you still can't let Miss Yan go."

The cigarette in her hand burned to the end, Bai Hui snuffed out the cigarette and held the remaining cigarette butt in her palm, she laughed at herself and said calmly.

"It's no longer about letting go, after all, everything is over."

It is clearly stated that Qingsu still loves Bai Hui, and Bai Hui still has her in his heart. Why do two people who care about each other have to separate like this, why give up this relationship.

Mu Ziyou didn't understand. Although she knew she shouldn't judge other people's emotional entanglements, she couldn't help but said eagerly.

"But, if you still have Ms. Yan in your heart, why would you give up on her? Senior sister said that Ms. Yan is already divorced, and because of the divorce, she even fell out with her family."

Bai Hui tilted his head to look at Mu Ziyou who was frowning eagerly at him, and shook his head.

"Ziyou, emotional matters are not that simple. Even if she is divorced now, she can't hide the fact that she cheated on me before. During the time with her, I was really happy, but when I didn't know it, I It turned out to be a third party, intervening in the marriage between her and her husband. What's more"

Speaking of this, Bai Hui paused, suppressing the surging pain on her pale face, she took a deep breath, and turned her head to look into the distance through the railing as if evading.

"What's more, her confession was at the saddest and most painful time in my life. No matter what, I will never forgive her, nor will I forgive myself."

There seemed to be tears in Bai Hui's eyes, and the crystal tears never fell in the dark night.

All the good and passionate love in the past could not be worth that fatal injury.

In that cold and dark hospital corridor, she sat in the corner with her knees folded, regardless of the strange eyes of people passing by in a hurry.

The numb expression on the face and the empty eyes are like a beautiful doll that has lost its soul.

She took out her mobile phone tremblingly, and dialed Yan Qingsu's number with all her strength. It was the last person she had left in this world, and she could rely on and trust her completely.

When she was silent and choked with sobs and didn't know how to vent her pain, Yan Qingsu on the other end unexpectedly stabbed her fragile heart fiercely.

Yan Qingsu's confession sounded so guilty and affectionate.

Although I have a husband, I didn't know what love is until I met you. I don't want to lie to you anymore. I can give up everything just to be with you.

In the quiet corridor in the middle of the night, Bai Hui, who was curled up in the corner, seemed to have been drained of all her anger for an instant, and she didn't even have the energy to be angry or to question again.

She just responded calmly, coldly, and suppressed the pain in a soft voice.

"An hour ago, my mother passed away."

The hung up call has not been connected so far.

And goodbye, it was already a week after Bai Hui's mother's funeral.

And the pair of lovers who once loved each other so deeply seemed to be able to give their lives for each other, when they saw each other, it was nothing but a deathly indifference, and a tearful remorse and guilt.

But so far, everything can't go back.

Bai Hui is right, Mu Ziyou really doesn't understand feelings, she naively thinks that as long as there is love, everything can be overcome, just like the countless routine animations she has watched.

It's just that when the so-called love bears too many shackles and pains, no matter how reluctantly they are together, it is just slowly consuming the beauty of the past.

In Bai Hui's silence, Mu Ziyou vaguely felt her pain and her firmness.

Mu Ziyou lowered her head sadly, she couldn't help Bai Hui's pain at all, and blindly mentioning Yan Qingsu would only bring back more painful memories for her.

"Bai Hui, I'm sorry."

Bai Hui smiled slightly, reached out and rubbed Mu Ziyou's head, she sighed in relief.

"It's nothing fool, anyway. It was my greatest luck to know you at that time."

When she was in pain, the appearance of Mu Ziyou was like a ray of warm light shining into her heart.

Mu Ziyou's innocence and kindness, his closeness and concern without any purpose, accompanied her through the most difficult period of time.

Wounds always heal and scab over time.

Out of sincere pity, Mu Ziyou gently grabbed Bai Hui's hand, her eyes were shining in the darkness.

"Bai Hui, I will definitely protect you in the future."

Bai Hui was startled, she looked at Mu Ziyou with complicated eyes, and then said with a smile.

"Do you know what you mean by that?"

Mu Ziyou didn't realize that what she said at this time was beyond the ambiguity of friendship, nor did it imply the complexity of Bai Hui's question, she just continued to speak seriously.

"We are good friends, no matter what happens, I will stand by your side and protect you."

What a fragile person is most afraid of is such unrequited concern and sincere love.

Bai Hui sighed softly.

"Okay, I got it."

The cigarette Mu Ziyou held between her fingers had long since burned to the end and was extinguished by the wind. She glanced at Bai Hui with a little embarrassment, and wanted to ask for another one.

"Bai Hui, can you give me another cigarette?"

Bai Hui didn't seem to be planning to give Mu Ziyou any more cigarettes, and she didn't intend to give Mu Ziyou cigarettes in the slightest while she was carrying the bag.

"Didn't you say that cigarettes are not a good thing? I coughed like that just now, so I still want to smoke?"

Mu Ziyou rubbed his neck in embarrassment.

"I think, I want to try again."

Bai Hui shook his head, Mu Ziyou looked like he couldn't smoke, it would be a waste to give her.

Pata lit a cigarette, Bai Hui took a puff first, and then handed it to Mu Ziyou.

"Try?"

Mu Ziyou looked at Bai Hui handing over the cigarette butt with his lips stained on it, and didn't reach out to take it for a long time.

Bai Hui raised his eyebrows.

"Dislike"

"Ah, no."

Mu Ziyou explained quickly, then reached out to take the cigarette that Bai Hui handed over, held it in his hand, and just looked at it for a long time without opening his mouth.

I don't know if it's because I was a little scared because I was choked just now, or because it was smoked by Bai Hui.

Bai Hui looked at her for a while, then simply snatched the cigarette from her hand.

"Forget it, you'd better not try, it will be choking if you try again."

Who knew that Bai Hui's snatching and mocking again made Mu Ziyou even more unwilling. She snatched the cigarette back again, lowered her head, bit the cigarette holder and took a hard drag, then swallowed it into her lungs.

It's just that this time it's not like the last time she was choked. Before she could proudly tell Bai Hui that she didn't choke, a feeling of dizziness and nausea hit her mind.

She coughed lightly, swayed and leaned against the railing behind her, narrowing her eyes in discomfort and reaching out to support her forehead.

"So sad."

Bai Hui reached out to support Mu Ziyou, and patted her on the back, feeling a little helpless.

"I told you not to smoke, you insisted on trying,"

Mu Ziyou's dizzy head and throat kept retching as if she was drunk, and she looked up at Bai Hui pitifully.

"What's wrong with me, why do I feel sick and dizzy?"

Bai Hui followed Mu Ziyou's back, stroking gently.

"Nicotine poisoning, take a deep breath, you should be fine after a while."