Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

At the wedding, the hostess saw the figure of the teacher. The teacher was still in a straight shirt and mixed with the crowd. In the eyes of the hostess, she was still outstanding.

Later, the hostess heard from her girlfriend that the teacher actually divorced immediately after getting married, for reasons unknown.

Later, the hostess heard the news of the teacher's death. She went to the teacher's grave and cried all day.

In the end, there was only a yellowed diary. The first page was opened. The handwriting on it was so beautiful that it read: Xiangxiang, I love you too!

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At the end of the movie, Su Shi's eyes were swollen like a light bulb and she was sobbing out of the cinema.

There was only one last piece of restaurant paper left. Qiao Chen handed it to Su Shi, frowning and asking, "Crying like this, why?"

"The director is too bad." Su Yan swallowed. "Why not keep them together? Why should the teacher die?"

Qiao Chen heard the words and showed a helpless expression.

How would he answer?

Helpless for a while, he smiled and said, "It has nothing to do with the director, mainly the screenwriter."

Then, he reached out to help Su Shi wipe his tears.

On the way back, Su Shi was still immersed in the story told by that movie.

There were no people on the bus at more than ten o'clock, and the seats were empty.

Qiao Chen and Su Shi sat in the last row. Su Shi didn't know when his head was resting on Qiao Chen's shoulders.

After coming out of the plot of that movie, she looked at the empty bus and murmured, "This is the kind I imagined."

"Huh?" Qiao Chen didn't understand what Su Shi was talking about, and looked at her in confusion.

Su Shi said: "It's all like this on TV. The male and female owners take a bus, and there is no one in the car, so they sit together and stand in the end together, so romantic."

Qiao Chen: "..."

He hooked his lips, smiled slightly, and reached out to grab Su Shi's small hand.

The wide palm fits her little hand.

...

Su Shi and Qiao Chen returned to school. It was eleven o'clock. Su Shi fell asleep in the car. Qiao Chen woke her up at the station.

Didn't sleep well, she got out of the car softly and yawned.

When Qiao Chen saw this, he said lightly, "Su Shi, let me carry you."

After saying that, he did not wait for Su Shi to answer, stepped forward, walked to Su Shi's front, turned his back to her, and bent her back.

All actions are done in one go.

After Su Shi was backed by Qiao Chen, he was startled, and instinctively grasped Qiao Chen's clothes with both hands, "Qiao Qiao, don't need your back."

She said as she twisted her body, feeling that it was awkward to be carried by Qiao Chen.

"Su Shi don't move." Qiao Chen insisted, without intending to put her down.

Su Shi said ‘oh’, he was very obedient and did not move.

Under the white light, the tall boy, carrying the petite girl, walked into the school door with a leisurely pace.

Passed by the black Mercedes car.

The men in the car stared at them staring, watching them disappear into sight.

Night, boundless black.

Heart, churn with sourness.

The man took a sharp sip of the cigarette in his hand, smoking it too quickly, and the smoke got into his lungs. He quickly dropped the cigarette **** and put a hand to cover his chest with a sudden cough.

After a violent turmoil, the five internal organs gradually recovered calmness.

His deep black eyes glanced faintly at the high school gate.

Ming Ansheng, come every night and tell yourself every day that you have already bid farewell to this age and you are getting married.