Kiss You, Sweetheart

Take out the last cigarette and hold it in your mouth. Light it slowly. You don't want to pay too much attention to Demi.

Demi's high-heeled shoes, stepping on the thick Bose carpet, did not make a sound. The room was full of a faint smell of smoke. She took a look at the ashtray on the table. There were several cigarette ends, and she didn't know how many cigarettes he smoked.

She remembered that he was going to smoke, but he was not addicted.

At this time, the smell of smoke in the room was so strong that he continued to smoke several cigarettes. Although the cigarettes he smokes are very high-end, with a light fragrance and not bad smell, they are cigarettes.

When Demi saw the cigarette end, she whispered, "you didn't like smoking so much."

You used to Good old acquaintance.

Song Zhixin is holding the finger of cigarette, slightly tremble, cigarette butt fell some on the tea table. His eyes flashed a little light, but it soon went out. Instead, he raised his hand and put the cigarette to his mouth and took a hard breath.

He turned around and looked at Demi, slowly releasing the smoke in his mouth, which filled his handsome face like a mysterious screen.

"What do you want to see me do?" His tone was unfounded and bad. "Don't you think that day in Ning's bathroom was not enjoyable enough?"

On that day, Demi's face was flushed.

Anyway, the scene was humiliating.

Demi's eyes flashed a ray of astringent light. She took a slight breath, gently pulled a smile at the corner of her mouth, looked at Song Zhixin with clear eyes, and slightly opened her lips: "Zhixin."

As soon as song Zhixin's eyes were fixed, a piece of ash fell from the cigarette end.

"I don't know if I can call you that again." Demi said quietly, "I know that I left without saying goodbye six years ago, which made you feel hurt and cheated. What I'm explaining now can't recover the damage I've caused to you. I know that a word of sorry doesn't mean anything, but I still want to sincerely say a word of sorry to you. "

Sorry ha-ha!

Song Zhixin's jaw tightened, his eyes became colder and colder. The light smoke curled up in front of him, and his expression was deep.

"I don't ask you to forgive me, but can you please don't embarrass me?" At this point, Demi's voice suddenly dropped, and her throat was choked.

She covered her chest, calmed her mood, and then said in a slow voice, "the reason why I came to participate in this model competition is not how much I like to enter the entertainment industry, but how much I need the bonus.

My father is suffering from a rare disease. He must have an operation immediately in order to control his condition. It's very difficult for my family to pay 350000 yuan for the operation. Now, my father is only conservative treatment at home. The doctor says that he has only three months' golden period of operation. If he misses it, he will never recover. "

Speaking of this, Demi closed her eyes for a moment, but her tears still couldn't stop falling down. She inhaled deeply and lowered her head. She didn't dare to look at Song Zhixin's face. She was afraid to see the ridicule on his face.

She sniffed, voice slightly sand: "so, I have to work hard to get the first place, get the bonus, treat my father. I don't want to, I don't want to let you call me out in yesterday's preliminaries because of our personal grudges in the past. If I was eliminated because of my poor performance, I have nothing to say.