Good Morning, Mr. President!

She looked at him flatteringly, "Don't be angry. Before, I was pregnant with white, and Wei Yang was with me when I was alone. Without her, I would n’t know how difficult it would be."

"I know ..." Bai Yeqing took a deep breath and adjusted his breathing. After a while, his mood calmed down and said, "Yi Chen, I will ask again. If he is really married, let your friend go earlier Give up. "

Xia Xingchen was helpless. If you can really say that you are dead, how can this relationship be sustained for more than ten years?

...

By car, drive all the way to the small rental community.

Fortunately, on a cold day, not many people are moving around at night. So this kind of convoy is in the community, and not many people can see it.

Xia Xingchen didn't dare to stay much longer, said goodbye to him, and hurried off the car.

Bai Yeqing's eyes fell on the rearview mirror all the time, watching her figure ran into the community, watching her turn around and waving with him in the wind, turned around, and no longer saw the figure, he slowly pulled his eyes away and let the driver Keep driving.

Obviously, tonight, she was accompanied by someone, but he had to sleep hard.

………………

Xia Xingchen knocked on the door for a while, and Chi Weiyang came to open it. As soon as she entered, she was taken aback by the mess inside.

On the ground, a mess.

Photos, books, paper, scattered all over the place. There was a drank bottle next to it.

"What are you doing? Demolition?"

Chi Weiyang was wrapped in cotton pajamas, sitting on the ground with a haggling buttock, as if he didn't know the cold.

"Don't sit on the ground like this, it's not good for your body." Xia Xingchen took a lot of effort to pull her up.

She obviously drank a lot of wine, and she was full of wine. Opening her arms, she hugged Xia Xingchen. It seemed as if I had a hug that could be vented by one party, and said nothing, tears "dropped". Xia Xingchen was distressed when the cold liquid fell into her neck.

"Just ... he called me ..."

Chi Weiyang murmured, his voice was dumb, and a little trembling. Just listening to the sound, you can hear the heartbreaking sadness.

"What did you say?" Xia Xingchen asked, her voice very quiet and careful. It seemed that being afraid of being a little heavier would make her more sad.

Some things are always more comfortable to say.

"He apologized to me ... I'm sorry ..." Chi Weiyang's lips shuddered, "Xing Chen, my first love ... It's over ... it's over ..."

She said to the back that the voice was so irritating as a gossamer, as if the wind could blow away gently.

Love one deeply, one love is more than ten years, and how many more than ten years does one's life have?

If you want to pull away at this time, I'm afraid it will be more uncomfortable than digging her heart.

Xia Xingchen opened her lips and wanted to say something, but her lips moved, but she found that all the words of comfort were stuck in her throat. In extreme pain, too many words are pale!

Maybe Chi Weiyang was really drunk, or maybe she was too tired to say a word later.

Xia Xingchen laid her down on the bed. She was lying there, shrinking, hugging the pillows tightly, as if trying to grasp a life-saving straw.

The eyes were always tightly closed, but the tears in the corners of the eyes had not dried up.

Xia Xingchen sighed and gently brought the door.

Gather the wine cans on the ground one by one and put them in the trash. The photos on the ground have been cut into small pieces by scissors, and it can be seen faintly that she and Fu Yichen were childhood photos.

There was a diary torn on the ground.

Xia Xingchen knows the importance of this book to her-this is Fu Yichen's previous diary.

At that time, they also exchanged diaries quietly, just like mutual complaints, and much more gentle than love letters.

Later, Fu Yichen suddenly left, and did not change each other's diaries. Chi Weiyang kept his book all the time, like a baby, for many years, and often took it out to read. She probably can memorize the above words.

And now ...

Along with her heart, it was torn into pieces.

Xia Xingchen sighed and helped her pick up a little. I didn't dare throw her in the trash can, even if it was broken, it was still her treasure. She cleaned up and put her back in place.

After packing, Xia Xingchen crawled to Chi Weiyang's bed. Hold her firmly against her back.

Chi Weiyang didn't fall asleep. She covered her hands with her hands, and it was so cold.

"Stars ..." She said suddenly, her voice light as if it would disappear at any time.

"Well, I'm here," she answered almost immediately.

Chi Weiyang's hand clenched her tightly. "It's painful to love but not to hurt ... so, you and Mr. President must be good ..."

She is so miserable, so she doesn't want to see the people around her like her.

Xia Xingchen had a heart in her heart, and her face was on her back. "Okay. I must treasure it ..."

and so……

Even if they are very different from each other, they are far away, she will work very hard to get close to him. This time, holding his hand, he no longer let go. Unless, he said, don't want her anymore ...

That night, Xia Xingchen fell asleep with Chi Weiyang. That night, she had a dream.

In the dream, Fu Yichen and Wei Yang said to break up, Wei Yang crouched on the ground in pain. However, somehow, crying and crying, Wei Yang suddenly became himself.

Looking up again, the man who had just cruelly broke up with himself turned out to be Bai Yeqing.

He stood in the cold wind, but looked at her bitterly and bitterly, "Stars, we cannot be together, we cannot be together! So let's break up ..."

That sound was as real as it was in her own ears, like a ruthless sharp knife, piercing her heart.

"no, do not want!"

Xia Xingchen murmured chaotically, only feeling that her chest was terribly cramping. She instinctively covered her chest and sat up suddenly.

Looking at everything familiar in front of me, consciousness gradually woke up, it was a dream ...

Just a dream ...

But the word in the dream is so real ...

It's as if it really happened.

She touched her forehead and smiled bitterly. It was probably yesterday that Wei Yang was scared. And ... it's really because he cares more and more about him!

The more you care, the more afraid you will lose ...

Xia Xingchen took a deep breath and calmed down the emotion at the bottom of his heart, before glancing at the girl around him. She slept late last night, and now it's hard to be quiet, Xia Xingchen dare not wake her up.

Touched the phone and glanced at the time, only seven o'clock in the morning.