She felt that her heart was almost suffocating when she heard about those things just by listening to him.

How did he survive over the years?

Young people lack love.

My mother committed suicide in front of him, and my father abandoned him and left for more than twenty years!

The grandfather who brought him up, while fearing his methods, he also regarded him as his most proud work!

Even now, Zhan Jinnan still deliberately stimulates him and puts him in those pains—

What kind of father is this who can be so crazy and stabbed his own son in the heart!

Zhan Beixiao's eyes were deep, "Why are you crying?"

He didn't cry, why did she cry?

Bai Yangyang lowered his head, wrapped himself around his neck, and whimpered: "Zhan Beixiao, I feel sorry for you."

"They are not good to you, they bully you..."

Bai Yangyang choked and tears rolled down: "I will love you in the future. I will treat you well. I will accompany you. Don't be sad, okay?"

The hot tears soaked through the thin layer of fabric, as if they were about to burn him.

Zhan Bei Xiao’s Adam’s apple rolled slightly. At this moment, he was like a fish about to suffocate, but was thrown into the sea, as if he was reborn, but he felt uneasy.

She cried so hard, her eyes were wet and incredibly red.

"I'm not sad."

Bai Yangyang whimpered, she was sad.

She lowered her head and pressed her forehead against his forehead: "I heard Zhan Si say before, what happened to your mother who committed suicide on the night, and I was thinking at the time, I want to be kind to you all my life, and I want to be by your side for the rest of my life, and I don't want you to be sad."

Zhan Beixiao's face changed slightly, and Zhan Si actually told him these things?

"Zhan Beixiao, if I had known that you were so sad, I would have come to you earlier."

She stared at his face, word by word.

She hated herself for a moment.

Why did God give her a chance but not let her be reborn earlier?

If he could appear earlier, maybe he wouldn't have been sad for so many years.

The people she likes will not be abandoned by everyone, nor will they be used as bargaining chips by Mr. Zhan, or carved randomly as an item.

I won’t watch my mother commit suicide in front of me!

Zhan Beixiao's heart seemed to be hit hard by something, sour and painful.

He reached out his hand by chance and stroked her face. Hot tears fell on his fingertips, his heart wrinkled into a ball, and it hurts hotly.

"Stop crying."

His voice was hoarse.

When he mentioned those things, he didn't feel sad, but felt his heart was empty, as if a huge hole was cut, an indescribable hole.

But her tears seemed to have magical power. Every word she said and every tear was like seeds. In an instant, they took root and sprouted in his heart, tangled and wrapped around the hole bit by bit, and finally a small flower bloomed.

She cried so hard that his heart ached.

Bai Yangyang whimpered, the makeup she had originally carefully painted was completely destroyed, but she didn't care.

Kiss his chin little by little, and down his graceful neckline little by little.

Finally, she stopped at his heart, and through the thin fabric, she could feel his heartbeat.

"Zhan Beixiao, if you have me in the future, I won't leave you, I promise."

Zhan Beixiao subconsciously held her waist, and his eyes were slightly red.

"I'm sick..."

He cooperated with the treatment, but he knew very well that it was almost impossible to cure it.

He was afraid that he would hurt her again.

"I'm sick too." She softened her voice: "Zhan Beixiao, you are my medicine, you can't want me."

"You are treating, you will get better little by little, but if you don't want me, I will die... I will die..." She pressed over eagerly, seeking comfort.

The moment she woke up from the train, she became ill.

This disease is called love.

Zhan Beixiao is the only antidote.

The moment she finished speaking, she was pressed down by a big hand, and the man's chest was filled with a familiar warmth.

The moment Zhan Beixiao lowered his head, a drop of water quickly fell on her cheongsam, and was instantly absorbed by the fabric and disappeared.

He nodded, dumb, but seemed to be a little unspeakable excitement.

Bai Yangyang surrounded his waist. She had never wanted to completely smash someone for such a moment.

I want to tear Zhan Jinnan's mask apart, and I want to see him die without a place to bury him.

I even want to see him betrayed by everyone and despised by everyone.

She tightened her hands, her eyes shining with a cold light.

Apology is useless.

He had to suffer thousands of times more pain than Zhan Beixiao to calm his pain for so many years.

Not far away.

When Jiang Zi saw Zhan Jinnan and Mo Zhixin passing by, he originally wanted to come and see the situation.

But unexpectedly, seeing this scene, he paused slightly.

In the end, I still didn't lean over.

He found a secluded place, took out a pack of cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and took a sip.

The breath of nicotine instantly spread in his mouth, and he hadn't smoked for a long time.

I was choked and burst into tears.

The next second, the cigarette in his hand was taken away.

"Pick less."

When Jiang Zi heard the voice, he looked up at the person who came, and seemed a little funny: "Whether I smoke or not, what does it have to do with you?"

Guan Xiaoxiao gritted her teeth. He had never said that since she met Jiang Zi.

Yes, what position does she have to care about him now?

She pinched the plate in her hand and smiled: "I am meddling in other people's business."

She turned and left.

Jiang Zi kicked the wall, stared at her back, and rolled her eyes in anger: "Guan Xiaoxiao, as long as you say you regret it, we can start over."

He can ignore the previous events, or pretend that they have not happened-

Guan Xiaoxiao held the dining plate. She was wearing an employee uniform and her waist was covered by a wide uniform, revealing only a small piece of slender legs.

"I'm going abroad."

She spoke slowly.

Jiang Zi choked for a moment, went abroad?

"There is a quota for exchanges abroad on the dance troupe, and Teacher Wen recommended me."

She turned her head, her eyes filled with a smile, but there was no warmth.

“When will you come back.”

Jiang Zi couldn't sit still.

He had never liked someone so much, but Guan Xiaoxiao never walked towards him, and even wanted to draw a line with him.

"I……"

Guan Xiaoxiao was a little dry-mouthed and didn't know how to answer this question: "Jiang Zi, you know, I like ballet, and I also want to go further."

Jiang Zi seemed to have been poked through the last layer of hope, and the light in his eyes instantly extinguished.

He took a few steps back, his eyes flushed: "I know."

She looks weak and incompetent, but in fact she is calmer and stubborn than ordinary people.

She has a complete life plan, but there is no place for her life plan.

Guan Xiaoxiao's eyes were slightly red: "Jiang Zi, goodbye."

She turned around and walked slowly.

Jiang Zi looked at her back, and her eyes hurt.

"Did you never think of stopping?" His voice was low, as if he was crying.

"Even if it's time, even if it's thought about it once..."

The man didn't even look back and slowly walked out of his sight, just like every time before.

【The author has something to say】

Seeing the treasures asking Guan Xiaoxiao, it was probably a...a story about a sensitive, inferior, poor girl vs. a rich second-generation who washed her hands and went ashore, was eaten and dumped, and she had to insist on her male ethics and wait for her wife to come back to pursue her.

There are many things in Guan Xiaoxiao's life, love is just one of them. In her world, love can only be the countdown, but Jiang Zi is an exception.
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