You Are My Gravity

The cool breeze blew her face, Wen Xiaoyun took a deep breath and closed her eyes.

She thought Zhou Ping was a vulgar old woman who was easy to deal with, but after the fight, she realized that in front of Zhou Ping, she was at a disadvantage everywhere, and the other party seemed to understand all her thoughts, which really made her anxious.

Wen Xiaoyun couldn't bear to give up. When she came to the film and television base this time, and saw Xu Mu, she found that she had a deeper fascination with Xu Mu.

In the past, Wen Xiaoyun saw Xu Mu smiling at people. She was always polite, calm and polite with a little alienation, but this time she knew that Xu Mu could smile so tenderly and affectionately to people.

Wen Xiaoyun longed for Xu Mu's affection for herself, and longed for him to see herself more.

However, with Zhou Ping here, she is like air, no one will notice her.

Wen Xiaoyun hates...

Hate Zhou Ping, there must be some kind of magic that made Xu Mu be so resigned to her, otherwise, with her such an old and declining old woman, why can he win Xu Mu's love?

There are also those two old things that are not long-eyed. What is so good about Zhou Ping, no culture, no connotation, so rude, kitsch, so is the son, impolite, and ignorant. How can such a woman enter the Xu family? Gate?

The two of them still think Zhou Ping is good? I was really blind.

The more Wen Xiaoyun thought about it, the more maddened her heart became, and she felt that she could no longer suppress it...

Suddenly a erratic voice came from my ear: "Do you feel that you are unwilling, angry, wronged, sad, resentful...that the world is unfair to you, and everyone owes you to you?"

Wen Xiaoyun was stunned for a moment, then slowly raised her head, and saw a person standing beside him. He was as tall as a pine and bamboo, dressed in an ink-colored gown, embroidered with flying cranes and auspicious clouds.

Wen Xiaoyun wanted to see his face clearly, but she felt that her eyes seemed a little fuzzy, as if looking at the pavilions on the shore of the lake across the lake, faintly in a misty rain.

However, she can be sure that this person is very beautiful.

Wen Xiaoyun's heart seemed to be agitated uncontrollably, and she murmured: "They owe me...their Xu family owes me. My mother has worked so hard for them for so many years. If it weren't for the old lady to buy bass, my mother There won’t be a car accident... They are all caused, they killed my last relative..."

"And that bitch. She took away the brother Xu Mu who I liked for so many years as soon as she appeared. Why is she? That is the last warmth in my heart, and she will **** it from me..."

Wen Xiaoyun talked and said tears like rain. At this time, if outsiders looked at her, she could only see her eyes dull and tears flowing, a bit like...a puppet without a soul.

Wen Xiaoyun seemed to be accusing herself, exposing all the resentment, all the injustices, and all the grievances in her heart, as if to vent...

After she finished speaking, she heard the people around her say: "Since you think they owe you, then you should go and get the compensation back by yourself."

Wen Xiaoyun said dullly: "I... want it?"

The voice was like a bewitching voice: "If you don't want it yourself, can someone else give it to you? They will only drive you away, will only take away your last hope, will only drive you into desperation, you think, What else will they give you?"

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