President uncle, don't come close

Lin Jiayin couldn't believe it. Sheng Huaizhe left her by the side of the road. This is the first time she has been treated like this since she met

In the autumn of a city, the night is already a little cool, but Lin Jiayin feels even cooler. Tears fell down, her heart a nameless fire, burning Ling Moqin.

It's all Ling Moqin's fault! If it weren't for her, she wouldn't have been treated like this one day! She really can't believe that Sheng Huaizhe, who loved her in the past, drove her off on the way and left her alone by the road!!

"Ling Moqin, what happened to me now, I will double on you to come back!"

Lin Jiayin hugs herself and suddenly feels lonely... In city a, she seems to have only Sheng Huaizhe to rely on. If even he can't love herself as he used to, there's no place for her.

"Hello? Good news? "

When Lin Jiahui was studying the case at home, she received a call from Lin Jiayin. Since returning home, the two of them had a frank face-to-face talk. Lin Jiahui confessed that she liked Sheng Huaizhe, so they hardly contacted again

So at this time, it was almost late at night. Lin Jiayin called her. She felt a little surprised. Her intuition told her what had happened.

"Jiahui, where are you? I want to see you. "

Lin Jiayin's voice sounds a little wronged. It's very similar to the voice of calling Sheng Huaizhe for help after every quarrel with Sheng Huaizhe in previous years... But now Lin Jiahui has more reason. She is no longer confused by Lin Jiayin's appearance and is no longer as sensitive as before.

"Come to my house and I'll wait for you."

After all, she used to be so good. Now even if she is unhappy about the same man, Lin Jiahui still has no way to turn a blind eye to her. She is the only one here except Sheng Huaizhe.

It was very late when Lin Jiayin arrived at Lin Jiahui's house. Lin Jiahui yawned at home until she arrived and poured her a cup of hot boiled water.

"Jiahui, can I have a glass of red wine?"

Lin Jiayin raised her head and looked at her pitifully, so that she couldn't bear to refuse. Huaizhe couldn't resist, or she didn't have such a good expression

She turned around and gave her a glass of red wine. She gulped it down, and then handed the quilt to Lin Jiahui

"Jiahui, I want another drink."

The effect of alcohol on her is far better than other things. At least she can immerse herself in her own world and don't wake up... Lin Jiayin came to Lin Jiahui tonight and didn't intend to tell her any feelings. She won't share his feelings with the person who robbed a man, even if this person is her best friend.

"Drink less, it will hurt you."

Lin Jiahui reluctantly took the cup, poured another cup for her, and finally declared that this was the last cup. No more.

"What is this wine... When I was abroad, I drank hundreds of times more wine every day..."

Realizing that she seemed to mention the past, Lin Jiayin immediately shut up. She doesn't want to let her know her past abroad, even Lin Jiahui can't. this is related to her self-esteem and her vanity.

"Good news, what happened when I was abroad?"

When Lin Jiahui saw her say this, she suddenly stopped. Her expression was a little embarrassed, so she couldn't help asking. In her opinion, Lin Jiayin has really changed a lot since she came back this time. Although she usually looks like the docile and kind Lin Jiayin in the past, she obviously feels that Lin Jiayin in her bones is another person, as if she had been activated after going abroad

Lin Jiahui is a little confused. That's the real Lin Jiahui.

"No, everything is fine. Jiahui, you don't want to know. I also swore to myself that I wouldn't let anyone know the past. "

Lin Jiayin's voice suddenly faded, completely different from her previous appearance, which really startled Lin Jiahui. But she didn't ask any more

"I won't ask. Go take a bath and have a good sleep."

Lin Jiahui stopped asking and didn't want to talk. Since last time, there have been a lot less topics between them. It is obvious that no one takes the initiative to mention Sheng Huaizhe. This name seems to have become a forbidden word between them.

"Jiahui, how long have you liked him? I mean... Sheng Huaizhe. "

Lin Jiayin suddenly asks Lin Jiahui, who is ready to get up and leave. I don't know if it's the effect of alcohol. Now she looks confused but sober

Lin Jiahui turned and looked slightly surprised, but after seeing her appearance, she quickly sat down and sat side by side with her... She knew Lin Jiayin wanted to talk, and she hoped someone would talk to her about Sheng Huaizhe.

"I don't know. Maybe it was when he looked at him haggard for you and didn't even want to eat, or when he helped him find you... At that time, he was wholehearted and had only you in his heart. "

Lin Jiahui recalled the past, and a gentle smile arose from the corners of her mouth. She doesn't know when it started. Her feeling for Sheng Huaizhe has changed... Until now, the softest place in her heart will still feel a little pain and a trace of sweetness when she mentions him.

"You say, how can you say change... He has no place for me now. Jiahui, I feel so sad..."

Lin Jiayin put her head on Lin Jiahui's shoulder, and her voice gradually lowered... Before long, Lin Jiahui felt a slight breathing sound on her shoulder, and Lin Jiayin fell asleep on her shoulder.

She frowned slightly. She didn't expect that Lin Jiayin would suddenly take the initiative to mention Sheng Huaizhe tonight... Sheng Huaizhe, she hasn't seen him for a long time. Since returning home, they seem to have no reason to meet. Even though Sheng Huaibin often looks for her, she is still in Cao Ying and in Han

Finally, she couldn't help confessing to Sheng Huaibin... Looking at Sheng Huaibin's injury, she felt very guilty, but she couldn't deceive herself and others anymore. A long pain is better than a short pain. She hopes that Sheng Huaibin can get out of the shadow of this relationship as soon as possible... As for Sheng Huaizhe, she doesn't dare to dream anymore, but just wants to continue to stay with him as a good friend.

"Huai Zhe, can you... Love me again..."

Lin Jiayin may have dreamed of Sheng Huaizhe in her dream. Even when she talks in her dream, she is inseparable from Sheng Huaizhe.

"If you knew now, why did you choose to leave..."

Lin Jiahui sighed. Lin Jiayin felt a little uncomfortable like this. But she also knows that some things will not have a chance to remedy after they have passed, and some people will not come back if they miss them