We seems to have met in our dream

His nib is fast, but the time is a little long. Shen Siyu guesses that there are more zeros behind this time.

"Do you read the news in the entertainment industry? Some old male stars usually have a habit of thinking they can't do it, so they write a book and say which popular actress he slept with."

Shen Siyu blushed.

Shen Haosong looked up at her and looked away, "I know you are short of money, but in the future, just call me directly. Don't take the things of 78 years as the capital to make money."

A check was pressed on Shen Siyu's chest. The woman choked and her eyes were red.

She stared straight at Shen Haosong, raised a smile at the corners of her mouth, stretched out her hand to pull the check he gave, put it in front of her, and then danced with the tip of her eyebrows.

"Yo, one million, you are really much more generous than he Xueying. OK! I will remember president Shen's words and I'll find you after spending it."

When Shen Haosong left, Shen Siyu leaned against the glass counter, and the forced emotion seemed to rebound all at once, making her whole person shrink into a ball and become smaller and smaller. Finally, she squatted on the ground and buried her head deeply between her legs.

Shen Haosong's car drove away and a man came out from behind the old green brick wall.

He Xueying looked up at the poisonous sun in the sky and narrowed her eyes. Her smile was still so sweet.

He Xueying's plan is not achieved overnight. From the day she was taken to he's house, she has been used to how to be liked under the fence of others and do some wronged but advantageous things.

So she knew that it was not enough to cut grass and root to solve the trouble. At least she had to burn the land with fire and sprinkle enough salt and alkali, otherwise what would she do if new grass grew again?

Once, twice, three or five times, can Shen Haosong turn back?

He Xueying slowly stretched out her arms against the sun, as if no one in the world could stop her. She was in a good mood.

……

The check was placed on the glass counter. Shen Siyu numbly dragged the floor of the antique store. This was the 12th time. The green bricks on the floor were white. She looked up at the check from time to time.

Maybe the heart is completely dead, because even the pain is getting smaller and smaller. Shen Siyu felt that if she was given more time, life could start again.

Who says sad is better than dead heart. In fact, you should have stabbed me in the heart in front of me. I seem to be talking about other people's things in my ears.

Suddenly his movements stopped, Shen Siyu frowned slightly, and the man straightened himself.

She walked a few steps to the counter, picked up the check and looked at it carefully. Then her eyes darkened and she felt dizzy on her head.

Fortunately, Shen Siyu held her hand. Her teeth creaked and her face was ruddy with anger.

How come she never thought so!

In the hotel, after meeting Ruan hang, the money appeared for no reason. The three rival lovers were together. She told herself that she ordered coffee for he Xueqing and this check. Why did Shen Haosong insist that he asked her for it?

Why does he Xueying seem to be indispensable in every event that makes her sad and suffocating? When she realizes all this, it seems to be too late.

It's her! Shen Siyu shook her head slowly. He Xueying in her mind always smiled and said some warm words, but Shen Siyu seemed to forget the most important thing. Shouldn't she be a rival in love?

For a while, Shen Siyu turned pale. If all this was a conspiracy

……

Shen Siyu pushes the door into the room. An Mei is cooking in the kitchen. She is a little surprised at Shen Siyu's return. However, the surprise was only a few seconds, and Anmei's face suddenly became gloomy.

"How long did she last? She came back to me and cried?" An Mei came to Shen Siyu with a shovel in her hand and her head tilted.

Shen Siyu looked up at an Mei and ignored her. Self-care slippers came in.

"You stop."

Shen Siyu held the door handle of his room door and turned around. Although he didn't speak, his old respectful attitude towards Anmei completely disappeared.

"Didn't I tell you not to go back to this house again? I don't have your daughter!"

"Where am I going? Shen Haosong was dumped by me." when Shen Siyu said this, he was like talking about other people's things, even a little cheeky.

An Mei was furious. "You still have the face to say! What's wrong with Shu Jin I introduced to you at the beginning! You think you're still a big girl of yellow flowers and picky. You're just the rest of Shen Haosong's play. You can marry a man like Shu Jin. Do you know?"

Shen Siyu tilted his head, still with a cold face waiting for the continuation of an Mei.

But in Amy's view, this is clearly provocation.

"You still have a reason, don't you?" An Mei went to Shen Siyu's face with a shovel. A shovel fell. Shen Siyu's arm hurt. This is also his mother. She really did it.

In fact, Shen Siyu always felt that even if an Mei was a little mean, she still hurt herself. Otherwise, how could she take off the bracelet on her wrist when she was in the hospital.

But now

Shu Jin, who can't be seen on the road, allows her to treat herself so ruthlessly. Shen Siyu really doesn't understand. Is everything she insists on for the person in front of her?

Not to mention the comfort you want to seek.

And she doesn't understand. Have the thoughts of these middle-aged people been eroded by feudalism? Why do women look down on women like this?

Isn't it that she fell in love without results, how can she become a woman no one wants?

Like crazy, an Mei hit Shen Siyu's arm with shovels and shovels. She still scolded angrily, "you deserve it! You don't listen to me a hundred times. You're to blame today! Even if Shen Haosong dumped you right, otherwise you're so cheeky that you don't know how many kilograms you are."

Shen Siyu raised his other arm and grabbed an Mei's wrist in mid air. An Mei took a breath and looked at Shen Siyu, who should be her daughter.

"What else do you want to kill your mother?"

Shen Siyu shook his arm with a crisp sound and the shovel fell to the ground.

Then he pushed the door into his room without hesitation.

An Meiling, there seems to be something wrong with Shen Siyu today. It seems that there is something wrong in her eyes. Why is it so cold that she is afraid in her heart.

Shen Siyu sat quietly by the bed and rolled up one side of her sleeve with one hand. The place just beaten by an Mei had already been red and swollen. She got up, took out a medicine box from under the bed, unscrewed it with one hand, and stained some medicine oil with cotton.

"Hiss..." Shen Siyu frowned, then wiped it with potion, and then whispered in pain. Just not a word.

Since ancient times, the poor would have breakfast. If there were no national suffering, there would probably be no grandpa Mao. When Shen Siyu saw everything, whether it was Shen Haosong, he Xueying or an Mei, she smiled faintly.

If you have nothing, you are not afraid to lose anything.