Just Don't Say I Love You

It's impossible to reason with a madman. I hope that the police will arrest Tang Yiya and lock him up for eternity.

What else did she say behind her? I didn't hear it at all. I just hung up.

Lu Yuanzhou was sleeping heavily. I watched TV downstairs and was full of the picture I saw under song Baichuan's bed.

I'm sure that's the teaching building of my junior high school. It's still in use, but it's changed into a library.

He is a junior high school with me. What about Xie Yanchuan?

I looked at the time and found the bodyguard, hoping that she would accompany me back to the apartment.

The bodyguard didn't say anything. Open the door to get the car.

Although it is late autumn, but the sun is still full of heat. I looked at the road that seemed to be on fire at any time, and my thoughts were complicated.

"You look unhappy." The bodyguard's voice was light, "aren't you happy that Sir is back?"

"Very happy." I pulled the corners of my mouth, absent-minded perfunctory, "but he needs a rest."

The bodyguard pursed the corners of his mouth and exposed my lie without any affection. "When I went to see the jewelry, I didn't see you happy."

I choked and fell silent.

Maybe I think too much. This time I came back from abroad, my attitude was very cold.

I am a sensitive person, he is cold, and I will follow him.

"You're going to be a bride soon, but I don't see your happiness at all." The bodyguard said again, "maybe I don't know enough."

I smile, faint way: "I am very happy."

I don't believe it myself.

Back in the apartment, I found a junior high school album at the bottom of my bookcase, and I found a similar picture.

At that time, my father's business had been greatly improved, and I was admitted to the best high school in the city. This photo should be taken before graduating from middle school.

In countless strange faces, I found Yu Siwen.

I took out the picture and looked at the name on the back.

It's really Yu Siwen.

She turned out to be my junior high school classmate, but I have no impression. All I remember in my mind are high school classmates. Song Baichuan and Xie Yanchuan are obviously senior brothers of higher education.

Remembering that Lu Yuanzhou once told me that Yu Siwen didn't like him, my heart beat faster again, and I subconsciously looked at Yu Siwen.

As the background of the teaching building corridor, there is a tall and straight figure, although the face is immature, can still be distinguished, that person is Xie Yanchuan.

Is A bold idea suddenly appeared in my mind - the person Yu Siwen likes is Xie Yanchuan.

In junior high school, I didn't look like Yu Siwen at all. As an adult, I felt like identical twins, which was also a surprise.

Put away the photos, I took a Book of management and opened the door.

Lu Yuanzhou didn't wake up until the next morning.

When I brought him his shirt and coat, I casually asked him whether he had attended Yu Siwen's funeral and whether he would go to a memorial ceremony before his marriage.

Lu Yuanzhou frowned at me, "what do you want to ask?"

"Yu Siwen and I are classmates in junior high school." I calmly said his discovery, "and Xie Yanchuan, song Baichuan are alumni, the four of us are a middle school."

Lu Yuanzhou's face changed slightly, "what do you say?"

I was frightened by his appearance and shivered to repeat what I had just said. Lu Yuanzhou sighed deeply, "after she was sent to the hospital, the hospital informed her parents that I did not see her body.

My heart cluttered, heard him continue to say: "the funeral did not do, at that time young people said it was unlucky."

Nanjiang does have such a statement, but I always feel that the truth is not like this.

Swallowing saliva, I pretended to be calm and asked: "you went abroad before, deal with the affairs of the company is on the one hand, the other purpose is to find her?"