[Space] Xueba moves forward

Chapter 307

"Of course, it's not just your problem. It might make you feel sad to say it. In fact, I don't love you enough, so I didn't do many times that could be better for you. My own things Although I'm very busy, I haven't spared a little time to communicate with you. At this point, we are all responsible."

"But, there is no way to turn back." Lin Lang said quietly, looking into her downcast eyes.

These words made Wei Jiayin's nose sour for no reason.

There's nothing she can do about it.Such a sense of powerlessness.

There are many thoughts, but in the end there is only:
"Thank you, thank you for telling me this."

Lin Lang rubbed his nose, a little embarrassed: "It should be, just don't think I hate you, you still have to talk about it after breaking up. But, I hope you will be really happy in the future. With a boyfriend like me, it is also Bad luck."

"No, you're fine. I thought we could go on forever, but I also know that twisted melons are not sweet, and I don't have the habit of stalking. So... now we have broken up, right?" Wei Jiayin Taking a deep breath, the corners of his mouth were raised slightly, his eyes were a little red, no matter how you looked at them, they were a bit forced.

"Yeah." Lin Lang responded softly.

The atmosphere became a little frozen again.

"Then... are you alright?"

"It's okay, do you have anything else to do? You can go first if you have something to do, I still have some work to do later." Wei Jiayin said neatly, but in fact, she just needed to be alone for a while.

"It's nothing... just, hey, then you can do your work first. I'll go back first. If you have anything to do, just call me. My number won't change." Lin Lang got up and said.

"Well, yes, I know. Goodbye."

"Goodbye." Lin Lang looked back at the smiling Wei Jiayin for the last time, then turned around and closed the door to leave.

The moment the door was closed, Wei Jiayin seemed to be sucked out of her soul, her smile quickly faded, and she became numb and lifeless.

The sunlight outside the window was unseasonably dazzling, shifting blindingly onto her face, the white glaring light completely covered her absent-minded expression, leaving only the white light covering the entire screen.

In just an instant, the sun flickered away.

But the camera cuts to Wei Jiayin shopping in a convenience store, equally absent-minded, when reaching for yogurt from the freezer, she saw the garnet bracelet that Lin Lang had given her before on her white wrist.

She had forgotten about this.

It seems that he gave it when the two first met.

"You don't look well?"

The cold voice of Jiang Wei Jiayin was withdrawn from the memory, that voice was familiar yet unfamiliar, like a basin of cold water pouring from the top of the head, and the heart palpitations instantly.

Wei Jiayin turned around and unexpectedly saw her first boyfriend, ex-boyfriend, also her first love and college classmate, Xiao Chenghan.

She had been secretly in love with Xiao Chenghan for five years and had been dating for three years. She was very familiar with each other. Even if they broke up peacefully, she couldn't pretend to be a stranger.

In fact, she didn't have any feelings for Xiao Chenghan anymore, but that relationship was too long and deep-rooted, every time she saw him, she still couldn't help feeling momentary heart palpitations, other than that, there was nothing else.

"I've been busy with work recently, and I may not have enough rest." Wei Jiayin said with a light smile, "When did you return to China?"

Obviously, she didn't want to have a deep talk on this issue, and she didn't want to talk to Xiao Chenghan for a few more words, so let's just exchange pleasantries.

"I just came back the day before yesterday."

"Oh, then I..." Wei Jiayin just wanted to say that she had to leave beforehand.

A frivolous and dissatisfied magnetic voice suddenly came out from behind Xiao Chenghan: "Uncle, please let me go."

"Sorry." Xiao Chenghan pushed his glasses, but his complexion was a little bad.

That is, he was only 25 years old, not yet old enough to be called an uncle.

(End of this chapter)