I was kissed and cried after dumping my online boyfriend

Chapter 190 Ruan Ruan, happy birthday

The room was extremely quiet, and he stood there in a daze, depressed, and didn't recover for a long time.

For a moment, he wondered whether his ears had heard him wrong. The boy raised his head and looked at Tang Ruan with a confused look.

After a while, he seemed to find his own voice, with great uncertainty: "Ruan Ruan, are you too angry to..."

"No."

Tang Ruan raised his eyes, breaking the last trace of luck in his heart.

"Depression, let's break up." She repeated her words again, without hysterical anger, but with calmness.

Said this sentence very calmly.

She looked at the person in front of her, her heart was full of pain, her eyes were a little red, but she still tried her best to stabilize her emotions.

The four looked at each other, and no one spoke.

It was Tang Ruan who lowered her eyes first, covering the eye sockets that were almost wet, lowered her head, and at the same time covered all her emotions.

"Is it because I lied, or is it something else, I really have nothing to do with that woman, I didn't have it before, and I won't have it in the future, I..." The depressed words were a little anxious, and the language was even a little confused.

"It's not because of her." Tang Ruan said, "Depressed, I went to that banquet that day."

Sullenly startled, his brain seemed to be stuck, and he reacted for a long time.

"So I didn't know it until I saw the hot search."

"I sent you a WeChat message at that time, and you said that you were busy with something at home. You were indeed busy, but it was different from what I thought."

Shen Yu thought of that WeChat message almost as soon as she mentioned it, and her face turned pale.

"Beside you are Qin Chuyuan and Lu Qi. One is my brand owner, and the other is my immediate boss." Tang Ruan explained word by word.

At that time, the impact on her was so great that she didn't have the extra energy to think about even a little thing.

Later, she wondered if they all knew that she, Tang Ruan, was dating Shen Yu, and that she was the girlfriend of the young master in Beijing.It might even be just an object of play.

Later, she wondered whether the resources she had obtained in the past year and the current economic company contained gloomy handwriting.

This made her unacceptable, and she couldn't accept it. Such words were equivalent to obliterating all her own efforts and efforts.

As proud as she is, how could she accept such a result.

"Shen Yu, have you ever intervened in my work?" Tang Ruan asked him.

Depressed and instinctively wanted to refute immediately: "I," but remembered something in an instant, and the following words stopped on his lips and never came out again.

Once hesitated, it means he has.

"I have my own pride, depression."

Her pride prevents her from accepting that her achievements are due to others.

"I like roses very much." Tang Ruan suddenly said a sentence that seemed to have nothing to do with this matter.

She muttered to herself: "I like its fragrance, its beauty, and also... its thorns."

"So, break up and be depressed." Her tone was very light.

His fingertips were gloomy, his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't say a word, because of the force of his fingertips, there were traces of blood stains on his palm, but he didn't feel any pain at all.

He wanted to say that he didn't. He just recommended her to Lu Qi. Lu Qi is a businessman. He won't do business at a loss. He signed her because of her own value, not because of his words.

But looking at Tang Ruan with broken eyes and deep exhaustion, he couldn't speak a word.

Too many things happened unexpectedly today, and everyone who hit me was caught off guard.

Standing there gloomy and silent, the word "break up" pierced his heart like a knife, feeling pain in his internal organs, and his Adam's apple was rolling up and down with difficulty.

He didn't want to break up at all, he didn't want to break up at all, but he also knew how firm Tang Ruan's words were.

Tang Ruan didn't say anything more, she knew Shen Yu just like Shen Yu knew her, and he knew very well in his heart that there would be no room for maneuver in this matter.

Silence spread in the room, depressing and painful, time passed by every minute, as if hitting the hearts of two people one after another.

Finally, Shen Yu moved his already stiff hands. He didn't agree or disagree, but slowly took out something from his pocket, bent down, and gently placed it on the round table in front of Tang Ruan. superior.

He walked to the side on his own, brought out a cake, a very small one, put it on the table, squatted down, took the candle, and inserted it carefully.

He took out the lighter, and with a snap, the candle flame ignited.

Those clusters of short flames were imprinted in Shen Yu's pupils like that.

"Ruan Ruan, happy birthday."

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There was a soft sound when the door was closed, Tang Ruan sat there quietly, from the beginning to the present, a single position has not been changed.

She stared blankly at the cake in front of her. There was a candle on it. The candle was numbered, 24, her birthday this year.

The cake is not very beautiful, it says: happy birthday Ruan Ruan, don't be sad.

It's clumsily written, and it's obvious that the person who made the cake wasn't skilled at it.

For a long time, when the candle was about to drip down, Tang Ruan bent down and blew out the candle without making a wish.

He slowly cut open the cake, forked a piece with a fork, and put it in his mouth.

The aroma of butter lingered in the mouth, and Tang Ruan mechanically ate the cake bit by bit.

Big tears welled up from the sockets of his eyes and fell on his hands and the cake.

At this moment, she was eating the 24th birthday cake her favorite boy personally made for her, crying uncontrollably.

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The temperature at night in April has already warmed up, but Yu Yu feels that the night is extraordinarily cold today. The coldness penetrates directly into the hearts of the people, and nothing can stop it.

The light from the side street lamp was a bit dim, elongating the shadow of the person, standing there gloomy and silent.

He didn't know how long he stood there, until the light from the familiar window disappeared and he was plunged into darkness, then he turned around slowly, his eyes blushing.

The wind blew up the corners of the clothes, and also blew away the soot all over the floor next to the trash can, as well as the tear stains on the boy's cheeks.

　This day Ruan Ruan lived too long, and finally finished writing.

　　Although, but tickets are still needed, woo woo woo~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)