But at the same time, she also has a little secret that others can never participate in.

Even if... He will hold another woman's shoulder forever one day.

Qin niange's heart twisted again.

Because of the man's leaving, she could not help but get up from the bed, turn on the small lamp on the desk and spread out a thick sketch book, even though she had not rested.

It was just an ordinary book, but it seemed to hide the biggest secret of her life, because from the front page of the sketch book, there was a picture of a naked man lying in bed.

The sleeping face of a man is very quiet, and he has no danger and aggression when he is awake.

Maybe even Li Mingyi didn't know that he was so warm when he fell asleep in front of Qin niange.

If he knew, he would never let himself fall asleep in front of her again, would he?

Qin niange's fingers gently rubbed the face in the painting, and a smile unconsciously appeared on his cheek.

Only when she looked at him in the picture album did she dare to show her true feelings without reservation.

And in front of him. She didn't dare. She was afraid that his disgust would hurt her heart.

Qin niange's vision did not stay in the title page for long. Soon, she turned the first page. Most of the thick sketchbook had been used by her, most of which were portraits of Li Mingyi, or standing or lying, or waking or sleeping... All kinds of things, but each one could see that the painter's pen was full of affection.

She would never dare to let him see this book.

Because in this way, she can no longer hide her mind.

If he knew his mind, he would kick her far away at the first time, because he didn't care for her at all. What's more, he knew that it would hurt her more.

Qin niange's heart shuddered again. She sighed and turned the pages. At last, her eyes stayed on a pair of exquisite shoes.

This pair of shoes naturally came from her hands.

Qin niange is a consummate painter. She only uses a pencil to show the texture of the shoes. What she is painting now is a pair of white high-heeled wedding shoes, with crystal clear crystal and thin as cicada wings of lace winding gently on the thin feet, meeting at the ankle to form a delicate lily.

If you match it with the right wedding dress, this pair of wedding shoes may really be called the best, but it can not appear in any wedding.

Because, this is the wedding shoes she designed for herself... For her wedding with Li Mingyi.

But that dream wedding will never come.

Qin niange lowered his eyelids, and the bottom of his eyes seemed to be moist in an instant.

On the side of the pair of wedding shoes, there is a word "Crazy" written in pencil.

She has even forgotten which time she wrote it when she looked at it, but until now, she can't help but feel that the word is more appropriate.

Yes, whether it's her intention to Li Mingyi or the wedding in her dream, it's just a wishful thinking in the mirror.

Li Mingyi can never belong to her. In his heart, the person he really loves is Su Zhiwei.

And Li Mingyi for her... In addition to disgust and revenge, probably can no longer produce other emotions.

But when will his irrational revenge come to an end?

Qin niange is really afraid that he will rely more and more on his "revenge" and become more and more unable to extricate himself.

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