Sorry, I can't love you

The beautiful eyes were filled with tears and stubbornly bit her lips to the cold eyes when Tang Mo was on.

Watching the man's thin lips wriggle a few times, but he didn't say anything and released her hand,

Pull the luggage from him. Xia Liang wiped his tears and walked out.

But before he reached the door, Tang Mo quickly crossed her, went to the porch, put down his key, looked up, and then took the door and left.

He didn't say anything, but Xia Liang knew what he meant.

Drooping his eyes and thinking for a few seconds, he opened his eyes again. His hand had loosened his luggage.

Well, she can't think of where to go anyway.

Stay here until you find a new place to live.

Put her luggage away, but without a moment's rest, she changed into comfortable clothes and went out of the door.

"Here you are, girl."

Her thoughts were pulled back by the thick voice. She sucked her nose, gave the car money and got out of the car.

In such a large cemetery, she stood in front of a tombstone and stared at it for a long time.

There was a bunch of flowers in front of the tombstone. Looking at the smiling face on the tombstone, tears fell from the corners of my eyes.

She took out her handkerchief and wiped the dust on the picture. She took off her sunglasses and looked at it for a long time.

When she came out of the cemetery, she walked down the street and was almost knocked down by a passing car.

She walked aimlessly along the crowd. When crossing the road in the flow of people, she was accidentally hit by a hurried person, and she fell down on the ground.

The wound on her back was rubbed, but she didn't frown.

"Oh, I'm sorry, beauty, are you okay?"

There was a shrill voice above her head. She felt inexplicably familiar. When she looked up, she saw Liang Junjun wearing a blue suit and a flower wheel head.

"Liang Junjun?" She blurted out without thinking, her eyes shining with a little crystal.

Liang Junjun heard the other party calling his name, frowned and looked at the people sitting on the ground in front of him.

Only the people before the meeting were wearing white shirts and a pair of white jeans.

The face without powder is cold and light, and the eyes are red and swollen, but they are unusually clear.

The simple temperament immediately outlined an outline in his mind.

He pointed at the strange face with his orchid finger and said, "are you... Xia Liang?"

He nodded and burst into tears.

She desperately needed a vent window, and Liang Junjun ran into it.

Suddenly his eyes widened, Liang Junjun looked at her strangely, and then suddenly reacted that she was still sitting on the ground.

"What's going on? Get up. "

Reaching out to pull her up, Liang Junjun pulled her aside.

"What's the matter with your face? I haven't seen you for so many years. Have you gone to have a facelift? Why are you so like the night that came out of nowhere recently? More and more like... "

Even after three years, Liang Junjun still can't change his habit of nagging.

"That's me," she replied in a deep voice

Liang Junjun's expression was even more surprised. He stared at Xia Liang in a daze, and his eyes flashed a look of panic and disbelief.

The nature of the reporter's gossip suddenly made him curious. He suddenly approached and asked in a low voice, "little Liangliang, what happened to you after you haven't seen him for three years?"

"It's a long story."

She sighed and said calmly.

But the more she was like this, the more curious Liang Junjun was. He dragged Xia Liang to a nearby cafe and coaxed her to tell him what had happened in the past three years.

Xia Liangao, however, was deceived by Liang Junjun. After all, he poured out all the past events like a dam that burst.

During this period, he choked several times and couldn't speak.

And Liang Junjun, the more he heard the expression behind him, the more ugly he was. He was shocked at the beginning, and finally cried in full view of the public.

"HMM... you're so miserable, little Liangliang. Was Tang Mo still human? I can't imagine that these rich children are scum. "

He suddenly woke up with a runny nose and pointed at the orchid with a look of suffering.

Seeing his reaction, Xia Liang couldn't cry or laugh.

Originally, she was going to say the depression that had been pressing on the bottom of her heart for many years. Liang Junjun would comfort her. Now it's better for her to comfort Liang Junjun.

There were amazing eyes around. One by one, curious about the man covering his face and crying, they looked here one after another.

Xia Liang couldn't sit still. She stretched out her hand and patted Liang Junjun on the back. She whispered, "ah, you... You're too exaggerated!"

But Liang Junjun suddenly looked up and said to her with tears on his face, "there is no way! It's really terrible. I tell you, this kind of man can't be. The farther you stay from him, the better! "

He wiped his tears and muttered, ignoring all the suggestions around him.

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has a heart.

As soon as he dropped his voice, Xia Liang's hand stopped in mid air.

Maybe Liang Junjun is right. She should stay away from Tang Mo Shi.

"This kind of scum man plays with other people's feelings. I'll scold him when I go back and help you breathe out!" Liang Junjun was filled with righteous indignation and defended Xia Liang against injustice.

"No." Xia Liang was surprised. She hurriedly stopped and said, "no, Jun Jun."

Liang Junjun frowned and asked, "do you still want to favor him? You haven't sobered up yet after such a big loss? "

Her eyes sank and her heart trembled: "I'm just afraid that I don't know how to face him at that time. Promise me not to burst out."

"Well, I'm just talking. What do you do now? Is there a place to stay? Why don't you move here and I'll take care of you for a while? " He woke up with a runny nose and looked at Xia Liang with red eyes.

Nodding and shaking his head, Xia Liang suddenly said, "don't worry about me, I'm fine."

Liang Junjun frowned. He patted Xia Liang on the shoulder: "what's the problem? Remember to find me."

Xia Liang nodded and tried to arouse a smile.

From the cafe back to the rental room, Liang Junjun's words echoed in his ears.

She thought carefully and felt that what Liang Junjun said was not unreasonable. Suddenly, her heart crossed. She entered the room, dragged out her luggage and rushed to the station with her simple luggage

In the morning, waking up from the soft bed, Xia Liang stretched himself, looked at the scenery outside the window and smiled knowingly.

It seems right to decide to come to this town to recuperate temporarily. Her world is surprisingly quiet these days. Without the shackles of those complex relationships, she even sleeps soundly. Although occasionally, that nightmare will appear.

Untied her hair, she went into the bathroom to wash it.

After taking a look at the injury on her forehead, she was almost better. The injury on her arm gradually scabbed and peeled off these days. She nodded with satisfaction, squeezed the toothpaste on the toothbrush, lowered her head and brushed her teeth.

"Ding Dong, Ding Dong..."

The doorbell rang.

She looked at the time in surprise. Didn't breakfast arrive half an hour later?

Is it early today?

She bent over to spit out the foam in her mouth. She had no time to rinse her mouth and brush her toothbrush to open the door.

"Coming..."

She suddenly opened the door, and she froze in place.

Staring at the man in front of him, the foam on his mouth was not washed, and he still had a toothbrush in his hand.

"Why are you here?"

After returning to her mind, she suddenly wiped her mouth and asked with her eyes down.

Tang Mo stood on the edge of the door like a statue. His angular face looked deeper against the light, but his casual clothes were worn by his slender body.

Ignoring her problem directly, the man raised his eyebrows: "morning."