Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

"I am today ..." Xia Ruo clutched the clothes on her chest lightly, her heart was aching, and she didn't know what to explain to him. He wasn't as distressed as she was waiting for him. Indifferent, so cold, just asking, what are you doing here?

He knows, he knows, she's waiting for him?

"Today is Xuan's birthday," Chu Lu walked to the table, looking at the cake made by the table, and flashed some mockery in her black eyes, "I never thought you remembered today is your sister's birthday?"

"I think she must be very grateful for having such a good sister as you." He aggravated his sister's words, which meant to pierce the red-eyed woman.

Fine, she's in pain. And that's what he wanted.

"No, it's me today ..." Xia Ruo shook his head, and stubbornly wanted to explain.

But they saw Chu Luo's deep black eyes, just like their wedding day, and all of them were hatred.

He has changed, or he has always been the same, that the man who loves her is just her previous illusion, and those days when they live in peace are just a dream for her.

"Ali, what's wrong with you?", Xia Ruoxin stepped forward and took his sleeves, raised his head, his long eyelashes were lifted weakly, don't scare her, really don't scare her, she can't bear it.

Don't give her hope, and destroy it. She has nothing, only his.

"What can I do?" Chu Li twitched her lips slightly, and asked her, but he didn't even know how hard he held his hand now.

"Ali, is it because of the things in the hotel, actually we ..." Xia Ruoxin just wanted to explain. In fact, she and the man did not happen that night in the hotel. She was innocent and did nothing wrong. Yes.

"I'm tired," but Chu Li interrupted her with some coldness, "Today I will sleep in the guest room, don't beat me in vain, and the cake, the chocolate that Yixuan likes, not the strawberry . "

He walked over, picked up the cake on the table, walked to the side of the trash can, and let go. The cake fell into the trash can.

He put his hand down and did not look at Xia Ruoxin behind him, and walked directly to the direction of the guest room. The back was indescribable and indifferent. If he could look back, he could see the woman behind him sad. Definitely, if he could take a closer look, he would know that the woman behind him had already burst into tears, but he did nothing?

Xia Ruoxin stared at Chu Li's back until a slamming door closed. She slightly shook her very long eyelashes, the heat poured down her eyes, and the tears blurred the entire sight, but the tears that fell were cold.

She turned her head and looked at the cake that he had thrown into the **** bin, shaking her head quietly, and the tears at her chin were like streams, and could no longer be stopped.

No, Chu Li, Xia Yixuan likes chocolate, but Xia Ruoxin likes strawberry and always likes strawberry.

She sat idly on the sofa, staring at the knife and fork on the table, which was used to cut the cake, but now it is useless.

After a few hours of preparation, a day of waiting, and a few days of anticipation, she did not expect such a result.

And what happened to them?