Life With You

The elevator opened on the 62nd floor, Qiao Aiwen stepped forward, Ling Yue stretched out her arm to stop her from going.

Qiao Aiwen lifted a sigh and turned her head slowly. She wanted to have an attack, but when she talked to her lips, she was very sensible. She said: "Who has something to do with you? What does it have to do with me?"

After that, without waiting for Ling Yue’s response, Qiao Aiwen said again: "Let you follow me for two days to give my sister-in-law face. If you are willing to stay in the United States, I will eat, live and play. If you are not happy, sit at any time. Go back on the plane, don't delay your work, it's not worth spending time with people like me."

Qiao Aiwen plucked her heart sentence by sentence, Ling Yue's heart twisted like a knife, staring at her unblinkingly, her thin lips opening: "Do you have to talk like that?"

Qiao Aiwen thought, otherwise? When he called her a gangster through the phone, how could he not think about how he spoke.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and Qiao Aiwen took the lead and said: "Let go, I didn't sleep well last night, and I didn't have the energy to fight with you."

She was telling the truth, but Ling Yue suddenly lit a firecracker. It exploded immediately. Not only did he not let go, but he clasped tighter, frowned, and said solemnly, "Who were you with last night?"

A few friends of Qiao Aiwen had a fight with someone in a nightclub last night. Both of them drank too much and had a serious fight. They were taken to the police station. She went to the police station to apply for bail and went to the hospital for stitches. All sorts of things have been busy. By noon...Looking at Ling Yue's gaze, it seemed like she was doing something that shouldn't be done with someone.

The eyes behind the sunglasses suddenly became cold. Qiao Aiwen could have explained, but she said angrily: "Ling Yue, I think you are so ridiculous. Who are you? Why do you care who I am with?"

Ling Yue buzzed in his head. He just wanted to say that I was your boyfriend, but when the words came to his lips, he suddenly thought that he hadn't established a relationship with her for so long.

His speech was a double-edged sword, and it also hurt Qiao Aiwen. She blushed her eyes and sneered: "You can't tell by yourself, what are we? Friends? Friends of friends? Or am I just a friend of you? The clingy spirit thrown away?"

When the voice fell, she just pulled her arm out of his palm, gritted her teeth and said: "I'm not energized!"

It’s really boring. I’m not afraid of a **** moth fighting the fire before. I have never tasted the taste of being slapped in the face. Now I have tasted it. I know that what the old man said is the truth. The layer yarn is just looking at flowers in the fog. Until now, she and Ling Yue have not even had a decent relationship. Now it’s not only Bai Qian that made Qiao Aiwen sad, nor Ling Yue’s mistake. It's that too many things are stacked together, and suddenly people feel... very tired.

Lovers can quarrel because of others' interference. How about them? Upon closer examination, there is not even a good reason.

After Qiao Aiwen finished speaking, she turned around and left. Suddenly Ling Yue's voice came from behind her: "I've never been shaken. People, heart, always stand by your side. To Bai Qian, I have no complaints and will never miss you again. It’s the doctor’s duty to contact her, I have a clear conscience."

Qiao Aiwen stopped, turned back slowly, her lips opened, and her voice calmly said: "You have a clear conscience. You have never been worthy of your heart, but I never thought about whether I would be happy or sad. Don’t worry about it."

He probably never included her in the range that he cared about.

When the matter first came out, Qiao Aiwen came to the United States in a rage. She thought she was angry because Ling Yue helped Bai Qian speak and blamed her. Later, she thought she was angry because he hadn't given her an identity for so long. , Later, when tossing and turning back and forth every night, Qiao Aiwen suddenly realized, oh, it turns out that she just ran out of strength and was very disappointed. All the time, she was struggling to move forward. He hid before, and then stood still. The subordinate height is unattainable. She looks like she can do without her. Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, she just shaves her head and picks her head hot. Now she suddenly wants to understand that love is a happy relationship, not wishful thinking.

Ling Yue is not a person who is good at expressing, and he is more used to thinking in his heart. It took a lot of effort to say that just now. Now when Qiao Aiwen said this, he retorted in his heart, no, no, he cares about her feelings.

But before she could say it, Qiao Aiwen sighed weakly, and said: "Forget it, I didn't want to fight with you, or make you feel guilty, and didn't want you to change. I just figured it out. Up."

Ling Yue's heart sank, and there was an abyss below. He couldn't get his heart back, so he stared at her intently and asked, "What have you figured out?"

The eye circles behind Qiao Aiwen's sunglasses were red, she lifted it up in one breath, resisted her tears, and replied: "I won't chase you anymore, you are free. My mother used to say that finding someone who likes yourself is better than catching up with others. , I don't believe it, now I believe it."

The heart that had sunk to the bottom was still struggling to emit a heart-piercing signal. Ling Yue was in his throat, really piercing his heart. Before his love could be spoken, Qiao Aiwen had already given up.

You can guess without looking, the faces of both of them are very ugly, both have stayed up all night, and their complexion is not good white.

He looked at her for a few seconds, and his thin lips lightly opened: "Who is the one who likes you? Was the man last night?"

Ling Yue's jealousy was particularly obvious, and it was obvious that Qiao Aiwen could not ignore it, but her heart was so painful that she would not be happy at the moment. She numbly said, "He has a name, Zhou Zheng."

Ling Yue was jealous and heartbroken. He didn't know how to confess his words. When he cut a knife, he opened his mouth and said, "You like a man who is so much older than you?"

Qiao Aiwen's heart was dead water. Who would have thought that Ling Yue suddenly dropped a bomb, her pupils shrank instantly, and there was a buzzing sound in her ears, she wanted to fight back, but her lips trembled, and she didn't say anything.

Ling Yue couldn't see the expression in her eyes, only a pair of reflective black lenses, staring at her intently, there was no injured expression on his face, his indifferent disguise was almost perfect.

Qiao Aiwen clenched her fist, and it took a long time to find her voice: "Go back to your night city, don't let me see you again."

Ling Yue saw with his own eyes that she was shaking slightly, shaking uncontrollably, her expression changed, and she whispered: "Xiaowen..."

He stepped forward, Qiao Aiwen flashed back abruptly, at the same time, gritted her teeth and said cruelly: "I like Zhou Zheng, I like the older ones, and chasing you before was just a moment of boring pleasure. Oh, now Zhou Zheng is here, how old are you?"

Ling Yue's footsteps stopped abruptly, and the whole figure seemed to be held in place.

Qiao Aiwen couldn't control her shaking, so she was shaking, what was sad and shameful, what was going to die, after today's experience, everyone is always dead.

"Ling Yue, I just want to tell you, I'm young and beautiful, I don't have to have what I want, you are here... and you are not as irreplaceable as I thought."

After speaking, Qiao Aiwen turned back to her room pretending to be free and easy. Ling Yue’s room was directly opposite her. Ten minutes later, she heard the door of the next door being opened. Not long after, the dull sound of the suitcase being dragged on the ground, she Leaning on the door, reaching out to cover his mouth, tears instantly blurred his vision.

he's gone.