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261 Chapter 2 Not Who's Who ([-])
"If you leave now, I can pretend that you have never been here."

What a pair of eyes like that, dark and gloomy, just like the night in the early morning, extremely dark, extremely cold, yet extremely beautiful.

Such a left city is absolutely fatal.Ye Zaixi knew very well, but he didn't take a step back, because there was Jiang Xiachu over there, the woman he was worried about, and he couldn't take a step back.

"Jiang Xiachu!"

Ye Zaixi exerted all her strength, and the three words echoed several times in the night. She at the bridgehead slowly raised her head, and looked at him with her eyes without waves or traces.

"Enough." Zuo Cheng yelled loudly, his eyes dizzy with slight redness.

With a distance of less than two meters, the woman stared blankly at Zuo Cheng, her unwavering and traceless eyes seemed to rush past.

There was a dead silence in the wind, and after a while, a sneer spread out: "Listen to me, I will only say this once." The wind was very strong, blowing in his ears, Ye Zaixi used all his strength to speak, "You You stupid woman, you fucking forgot about yourself, what Jiang Shenxia, ​​you are—"

"It's locked."

The three words were pronounced with the weakest tone at the most inappropriate time, but the flames that had been raging wantonly stopped.

Ye Zaixi was suddenly choked, the words that had reached his throat, the emotions that had already reached the tip of his heart were suddenly blocked, he froze for a few seconds, and then his handsome face turned from red to white, and then to black: "You What nonsense is that woman talking about?"

A woman one meter away pointed to the bottom of the bridge: "My lock fell off." The voice was as faint as green smoke.

Then Zuo Cheng's clenched fist slowly loosened, turned around, walked up to the woman, and pulled her into his arms: "Shall we go back?"

She hesitated, still looking at the water.

Ye Zaixi knew what it meant to be a hero short of breath, and what it meant to talk about chicken and duck. Anger, resentment, resentment... were all stuck in her heartache, and she became furious: "Did you fucking listen to me? "

The woman turned her head, her messy eyes were broken and chaotic, her shoulder blades suddenly hurt, the tip of her nose was full of Zuocheng's breath, and a chaotic voice came from her ears.

"Just listen to me, okay?"

This is Zuo Cheng's begging voice, entwined and soft.

At the same time, there was another voice, which belonged to that man, and he only read three words.

"Jiang Xia Chu, Jiang Xia Chu, Jiang Xia Chu."

Repeated it three times, and then echoed in her ears many times, bit by bit overshadowing Zuo Cheng's voice.

With these three words again, her heart throbbed, and she looked sideways at the handsome man screaming: "Jiang Xiachu is..."

Suddenly a pair of warm hands covered her ears, she only saw the man's roaring lips, opening and closing, but she couldn't hear it clearly.

Suddenly, Zuo Cheng came over and pressed close to her ear: "Hey, don't listen."

It was Zuo Cheng's voice, very soft and gentle, and her tightly clutched heart suddenly let go.

This is Zuo Cheng, her husband, her one and only, whatever she said, as long as he said, she is willing to listen and believe, even if there are no conditions.

She stretched out her hands and covered them, her small palms wrapped tightly around Zuo Cheng's big hands, her lips that were white with cold pulled out a smile: "Well, I only listen to what you say."

Ye Zaixi's face turned pale, without blood.

Zuo Cheng smiled, smiling against the wind, strange but extremely beautiful.

"Let's go back."

She nodded, Zuo Cheng took her hand, walked on the bridge, she walked on the left, the hem of the clothes lifted by the wind brushed the man's fingertips, next to her ear was the man's voice: "I finally believe, you It's really crazy."

The voice was very bleak and absurd, like a sad tune passed down from ancient times.

She stopped laughing and walked quickly, leaving the cold and screaming You Ran behind her.

A lunatic is a lunatic, a person must go crazy once in a lifetime for one person, for example, she is for Zuo Cheng, and that man is for the Jiang Xiachu in his mouth.

The wind rises and falls again, and the distant figure disappears into the black night. The tens of thousands of padlocks on the bridge are still there, leaving nothing but coldness for the man standing in the middle of the bridge.

"Heh." Ye Zaixi let out a long sneer.

I gambled everything, assumed all the results of success or failure, but never imagined that the curtain would end like this.

This is a ridiculous one-man show, and the woman is not even an audience.

He turned around and walked from the bridge, step by step, his heavy eyes reflected a pair of red high heels: "Zaixi."

The only audience in this farce was Lin Qingyan.

"Don't talk to me." Because he used all his strength to speak just now, and now he is very tired and tired.

He brushed against her shoulder, and she suddenly reached out and grabbed his hand.

"Let go." The desolate tone was indifferent.

She didn't let go, but held it even tighter: "You can't afford Zuo Cheng."

Ye Zaixi's dead eyes sharpened suddenly, and locked her tightly.

Ye Zaixi was still careless, calm and breezy, even cynical was better than her current appearance, she felt flustered after taking a look at it, she moved her eyes, bit her lip and continued: "This is what you said to me two years ago , and now I will return it to you intact."

"roll!"

Her hand was thrown violently, and she fell several steps in a row, and with just one word, billowing anger rushed to her face.

Sure enough, that woman was his reverse scale, and he couldn't touch her at all.

She sneered a few times, and brushed away her messy hair: "A crazy Jiang Xiachu, plus a crazy Zuo Cheng, obviously in muddy water, why do you bother, you know, it's just It’s just a dead end to your life.”

"One last time." The voice came out of his throat, full of anger, he gritted his teeth and roared, "Get lost!"

One word rose and fell several times in the windy and rainy night, and finally pierced into her heart.

She sneered, man, the boundary between love and not love is too sharp.

After laughing, she didn't retreat, and took a step forward: "There is another sentence, I said it two years ago, and now I say it again, and I will get out after I finish." Facing the man's indifferent eyes, she clenched every word , "Jiang Xiachu, you can't afford it."

Ye Zaixi's eyes were as sharp as needles, and he yelled out of control: "Who the hell said I want her!"

"Then what are you doing here?"

The same hoarseness, the same crazy paranoia, they have always been the most similar type of people.Therefore, he is crazy, and she is also crazy, for someone irreplaceable.

After roaring exhaustedly, he seemed to be drained of strength, and slowly fell down on the bridge.

No heart-piercing, no soul-shattering, this is the first time this cynical man showed such desolation and loneliness.

His voice was broken and broken, and he said: "I just can't help but watch her go crazy."

(End of this chapter)