Chapter 130 (1/2)

Wei Xueqing ran to the street crying and squatted down against the corner to cry.

Yang Chen stands beside, don't know how to comfort, light a cigarette, silently smoking, regardless of the strange eyes of pedestrians around.

After a while, an aunt came to Wei Xueqing and said, ”Hi! Girl, do you need help? Shall I call the police for you? ”

Wei Xueqing raised her head, looked at her mother, stood up and said to her, ”thank you, no, I'm fine, thank you!”

She's gone.

Wei Xueqing looks at Yang Chen apologetically, ”I'm sorry, I'm too impolite.”

Yang Chen threw away his cigarette end and shook his head slightly.

”I'm blind, I'm wrong. How could my dad hurt me? In terms of people's eyes, he is better than me. I don't know how many times, but I just don't believe him. Ye Xin, too, has reminded me many times that she must know something, but she doesn't want to hurt my heart. I'm the only one who's stupid enough to believe that he's a good man. ” Wei Xueqing laughs at herself.

The two walked aimlessly forward.

Yang Chen thought about it and said to Wei Xueqing, ”I read a popular sentence on the Internet some time ago.”

”What?” Wei Xueqing looks at Yang Chen.

Yang Chen said: ”if you don't experience a few scum, how can you put on the wedding dress. Life is a process of constantly experiencing failures to learn lessons. You and your father have protected you so well and smoothly that you have never experienced setbacks. No matter how excellent you are, even if you have not experienced failures, you still can not be considered mature. ”

Wei Xueqing smile on her face, ”then I'm growing up now? But... Why do people have to experience so much pain when they grow up? He could have told me earlier, why didn't he! Why did it take me five years? Why? ”

With that, Wei Xueqing began to cry again.

Yang Chen a burst of embarrassment, do not know what to do.

”Can I borrow your shoulder to lean on?” Wei Xueqing looks at Yang Chen pitifully.

Yang Chen quickly stood up straight, ”come on!”

It was like going to the battlefield for sacrifice.

Wei Xueqing sees it, laughs, and then lies on Yang Chen's shoulder, crying even more.

Yang Chen can feel a burst of damp heat on the shoulder, and sighs that the woman is really made of water, with so many tears.

She cried for a long time. When Wei Xueqing was tired, she got up from Yang Chen's shoulder. Looking at a wet mark on Yang Chen's shoulder, she said awkwardly, ”I'm sorry. I'll make it dirty for you. I'll pay you one later.”

Yang Chen a burst of frown, looked at the wet mark on the shoulder, way: ”nothing, not so delicate!”

”Let's go back!” Wei Xueqing took a deep breath and said, ”I want to understand. In fact, I don't love Qian Hai so much. If I really love him, I will accept him instead of feeling nervous and uncomfortable even holding hands with him. At the beginning, we were together because I was lack of care when time and space, and he just appeared at this time. Later, my studies increased and my work pressure increased. I couldn't remember Qian Hai at all. He is right, men are not monks, women are not all nuns, long-distance love for three or five years, do not see a face, do not have any relationship, that is not clean, that is no feeling, no love! I don't love him, so I don't feel that I can survive such a long time. He didn't love me, so he couldn't hold on. He found someone else and found a new shortcut. None of us was better. That's it! That's it! ”

Wei Xueqing said, but her eyes are sore and she still wants to cry, but her tears are gone and she can't cry.

Yang Chen can see that Wei Xueqing is not reconciled.

Such a betrayal, she said light mouth, but the heart is not reconciled.

Yang Chen thought about it, felt out the cigarette in his pocket, found that there was the last one left. He took a puff on it and slowly spit out the smoke. His eyes were cold and twinkling.

”Well, let's stay here for a day, and we'll go back tomorrow night. You book the plane ticket, and tomorrow I'll introduce you to a friend who also works on Wall Street.” Yang Chen light way.

”Do you have friends on Wall Street?” Wei Xueqing looks at Yang Chen in surprise, some unbelievable.

When she thought of being in France before, she quickly explained, ”I don't mean that. I mean, you are a soldier. You should stay in the army. How can you know people in New York? And still working on Wall Street? ”

Yang Chen light a smile, ”I this person quite like to make friends.”