I seemed to see my satisfactory reply, and I was not in a hurry to say whatever I wanted.

He sat up slowly, not facing me, his face as if dead, "It's okay, it's really okay. I know you're scaring me and testing me."

He chuckled as if he was self-deprecating, but still had a little hope. He hoped that I was just scaring him, even though the joke was not funny at all.

I couldn't continue acting anymore, and my tone was faint, "Is it a bad feeling to be cheated?"

He suddenly looked at me, probably because he couldn't figure out what I was selling. I sat up a little, curled up on the bed and kept a distance with him.

He wanted to get closer, probably because he wanted to clean up me, or open my head and take a look.

But my posture was very avoidable. I unplugged the charger on the phone at the bedside, and after turning on the phone, I accurately found a text message sent by the strange number. I opened it and couldn't bear to read it again, so I threw it directly to Wang Zhaoyang's hand.

He picked it up from the bed, and it seemed that the message was stunned.

I kept looking at his expression, his side face, his still delicate skin, slightly pulled out, his fingers trembled, and he slowly spoke, "What did she say to you?"

I shook my head, but he probably didn't see it. I held my knees, looked at him, and asked him, "Wang Zhaoyang, are you married?"

He didn't say anything, his eyes looked at the ground, the slowest and honest nodding I've ever seen.

He nodded, and then I understood. He turned his face aside, tears flowed, and I endured it, and I said, "You go."

He turned to look at me and didn't want to leave. I said, "I don't want to hear what you explain. You go, I won't be a third party."

"Xiao Chang," the voice calling me was a little broken, he said, "It's not what you think, I didn't want to lie to you."

I couldn't control it for too long, so I yelled away, hysterically, imitating Wu Yuqing's appearance, "But you have lied to me!"

He wanted to hug me, but he didn't dare. He said, "I and her have already..."

"When did it happen?" I relaxed again, but I still wanted to know the question.

He lowered his head, "When you were in your sophomore year."

Haha, it has been three years. He was already married three years ago. He was twenty-seven years ago, which was a good age to talk about marriage.

When I was in my sophomore year, I had basically no intersection with Wang Zhaoyang in terms of games or reality. It was not until I graduated from college and worked in a nightclub in Beijing that I was approaching the flooding again on the Internet.

Then I intervened between them, from love to reality, and became the third party that thousands of people pointed out.

"Is it true?" I asked.

He nodded again and said, "Didn't you break up before?"

I thought they had broken up because when I saw Zhao Zhao Mumu changed his name and saw him signing "I'm sorry Mumu when I met a fork in the road with my fingers in my arms." I thought it was all, but in fact I never asked him.

He said: "Later..."

It was him. Breakup does not mean the complete end. There may be a future after the breakup. Later, they made up again, and then they broke up when they get older.

When I wandered freely in Wang Zhaoyang's arms and thought I was the woman he loved the most in his life, how could I forget the sweetness between them? "There are four steps toward happiness, 1 you, 2 me, 3 our hearts, 4, together."

Their hearts were once closely together.

I said, "Fang Keru should be a good woman."

He said: "But I am not suitable for her."

"So you come to me?" I looked at him with accusing eyes.

Wang Zhaoyang frowned, and it was probably in pain and didn't have much time to think about it, so he thought about what he said. He said, "I didn't want to do it at first, but I couldn't refuse. You let me..." I found that it was useless to explain this, so I directly said the key point, "I will divorce her, we are already talking about this matter."

I sneered, "Then what have you done?"

Wang Zhaoyang was speechless.

I held my tears and tried to control my emotions, but in fact I complained, "You are injustice to me, so we are together, is it my fault? Because I treat you so well and I am too proactive, so you can't resist it? Is this the reason for your cheating?"

Tears began to flow, Wang Zhaoyang pursed his lips and didn't say anything, I continued, "At the beginning, I had never asked you, I was observing, I was observing, I observed with my own eyes, I didn't want to ask, because I was afraid that the answer I wanted was not the answer I wanted. Later I believed it, I never thought about it, I never thought about it, do you know," the voice was full of crying, "You are actually married, you have kept it from me for so long, and you made me the person I hate the most!"

His eyes were also red. Seeing me crying like this, I was helpless and wanted to wipe my tears. I opened his hand, "Go!" I pointed to the door, "I don't want to see you, I don't want to see you again, you go!"

"Xiao Chang," Wang Zhaoyang was still about to approach me. He wanted to hug me, so I resisted letting him hug him. He said, "Don't do this, I will definitely get divorced, soon, okay?"

He was a little heartbroken, and my heart was even more broken.

I shook my head, "It's not like this. We can't be together after you divorce. Why should I follow you for at least ten years! Why should I just pry away her youth like this? Just say you are not suitable! Or I'm younger and more beautiful than him."

I cried more and more excitedly, but his strength to hold me became lighter and lighter. Is it wrong? I said nothing wrong.

Why should I be so painful if I were Fang Keru.

How painful he made me.

Pushing Wang Zhaoyang away, I cried very ugly, and my nasal voice was particularly heavy, "Wang Zhaoyang, let's finish it, it's like I've never started. I will still remember you, remember you have helped me and done for me over the years, and remember you are my teacher."

A tear was also dripping under Wang Zhaoyang's eyes, but it shouldn't be like crying. At least it wasn't as tragic as I was crying. He was still comforting me, "I'm going to divorce her, Xiao Chang, it's not just because of you, you don't understand the marriage. Sorry, I don't want to involve you."

"But I have been involved! Whether you want to divorce is your business. Don't say it's not me because of me, I know what kind of person you are. Even if you are not suitable, as long as you don't mention it, you will not take the initiative to propose it. How come it was not because of me, you have come to this point? I can't do it. Even if you divorce and let me continue to be with you with peace of mind!"

Finally, I also said a conscience, "I am still young, so I can start over again. Zhang Keru is not young anymore, you go."

He sat still, lowering his head and thinking about something.

I asked quietly, "Let's go, you go."

When he looked at me for the last time, he couldn't bear it and broke, and he couldn't defeat my decision. At least now, I'm already stubborn here, and nothing he said was useless.

Maybe he really has to leave now. If he doesn't leave, I will jump up and leave.

"Okay, calm down first, I'll handle it before I come to find you." He said these words, raised his hand to touch my face, but he shrank back halfway.

I put my face away and didn't deliberately look at his back as he left, but I could still see him in the end.

He walked slowly, walked to the door step by step, opened the door, walked out, and did not turn around, closed the door with his back hand, and closed it very lightly.

Just like when I shouted that I wanted you, and then we almost rolled off the sheets, he left like that, but the door was closed heavier that time.

After he left, I cried even more presumptuously. I hope this was the last time I saw him, because I had the confidence that after crying and after a brief breakup, I could still get up and fight life again.

I am Yan Xiaochang who can't be beaten.

I was crying and I felt tired, so I lay on the bed without moving, pretending to be a corpse by myself. Then the cell phone at my feet vibrated. After hesitating for a long time, I hooked it with my feet.

I thought it would be a text message from Wang Zhaoyang.

In fact, even if I make up my mind, I still can’t help but want to read the text messages he sent, or I can’t help but want to read every word he said to me.

Determined to cut off care, but it is impossible to cut off feelings immediately.

But this message was not sent by Wang Zhaoyang. This is a MMS. My phone screen is not big. When I open the MMS, I see a white snow field. There are more than two purple-red small flowers blooming in the middle of the snow. They burst out with blood, with beautiful colors and round petals, like the smiling faces of flowers on children's books.

After the MMS, another text message came in. The person who came from Chen Feiyang said, "This was taken by the roadside when I was going to run. I named it Xiao Changhua, which is small and exquisite, and Chang smiled."

I looked at the two flowers again, and wild flowers bloom everywhere, no matter what season it is. I don’t know what kind of variety this kind of flowers blooming through the snow is, but I’m just curious whether they will feel cold.

Looking at the message, Chang smiled, and a smile came to my heart, and the words were powerfully infectious.

I cried so hard that I couldn't help but my fingers were weak, and I replied a few words, "Learn to write poetry."

Put down the phone and he said something else, I don’t know. I just know that I am very tired, like I just fought a bad battle, so tired that I don’t want to eat or sleep.
Chapter completed!