Mysterious husband always comes late at night

Gong Fu left, leaving Wei Anning alone holding the picture, sitting alone in the tea room with curling tea smoke, staring at the picture in his hand.

In the photo, she was held under her arm by Leng Youchen. She was looking up at him. The affectionate look was caught by the photographer.

It turned out that her eyes looking at him were so affectionate and attached.

She hugged her knees, her sight gradually blurred, and she was out of breath with heartache. She took out the four leaf Clover Necklace from her bag, and her tears suddenly flew out. Leng Youchen, I'm sorry!

Five years ago, I thought we could wait for each other to grow up and face love maturely. Unexpectedly, this turn will be ten thousand years, and it will never be possible between us again.

If I had known, if I hadn't left, if

But how can there be a if in this world?

She covered her eyelids and tears rolled down.

After a long time, she put the picture back in her bag and got up and walked out of the teahouse. Outside the door, Gong Ting leaned against the wall and stood with several cigarette butts scattered at his feet. He was wrapped in a strong smell of nicotine. I don't know how long he had been here.

Seeing her coming out, he stood up straight and looked at her with his eyes down.

Her eyes were red, her face was a little pale, and his heart was slightly painful. They had forced her to this field, "I'll take you back."

Wei Anning didn't refuse. She walked out slowly behind him. The cold wind outside blew her long hair. She thought she shouldn't stay any more.

"Gong Ting, send me to have my hair cut." Wei Anning spoke.

Gong Ting turned around and quietly looked at her for three seconds. His tone was difficult and said, "after five years, why do you want to cut it?"

Wei Anning looked ahead. Even though she had lived in this city for most of her life, she had never felt a sense of belonging. I feel like a drifter. I don't know where she stops.

"There is no reason why girls cut their hair when they are unhappy."

Gong Ting knows how precious she is. Her long hair is going to be cut now. Is she determined to cut it off completely from the past? He used to look forward to this moment, but now it comes, but he is not happy at all.

"OK." His voice was dry and he started the car and drove away.

Gong Ting brought her to the best private club in London. The shapes of all famous celebrities were made here. The hairdresser asked Wei Anning, "what kind of hairstyle do you want to cut?"

"Short hair, the shorter the better."

The hairdresser turned and looked at Gong ting. Gong Ting compared her shoulder. The hairdresser nodded clearly, picked up a strand of her hair and sighed, "your hair quality is very good. It's a pity to have it cut."

Wei Anning looked at himself in the mirror and said firmly, "cut!"

The hairdresser is not soft. His hand rises and falls. His long hair falls continuously to the ground. Gong Ting looks at the hair falling on the ground and feels that Wei Anning's broken heart is falling on the ground.

He stooped down, picked up a wisp, tied it carefully and put it into his coat pocket.

The sound of scissors clicking came from his ears. Wei Anning watched his hair cut off, as if the most important things in life had been cut off with a knife.

Three hours later, Wei Anning's long hair turned into shoulder length short hair, clean and neat. The inside buckle shape exposed his slender white neck, making his melon face smaller and smaller, and his appearance instantly improved a lot.

She looked back at her hair on the ground, and her tears couldn't help rolling down.