Chapter 24 (1/2)

Jiang Yan was stabbed by Luo Chen's cold attitude. His face turned white and he lowered his head subconsciously.

Luo Chen lip angle tight pursed next, the face is floating up the color of impatience.

”Do you want to say it or not?”

The voice falls, Jiang Yan clenches his teeth and raises his head.

Qingjun's face was beseeching, and his voice trembled: ”Luo Chen, don't do this to me again, OK? Have you forgotten all those happy times we spent together? Are you Still blaming me? However, when I met you, I really didn't know you - ”

” I didn't blame you. ”

Looking at Jiang Yan, who was stunned for a moment, Luo Chen felt that his heart seemed to be gripped by an invisible hand, and he couldn't breathe.

But he was still calm and his tone was still light: ”I don't blame you, Jiang Yan. No matter what it was, it doesn't matter now. I'm very grateful that you can give me the whole Jiang family. But -- ”

for a moment, his voice cooled down, adding a bit of determination.

”From now on, you and I are strangers, and there is no need to meet again.”

As the voice fell, Jiang Yan's face turned pale and murmured: ”stranger? Luo Chen, can't we really go back? ”

Luo Chen closed his eyes: ”I can't go back.”

Jiang Yan was biting his lower lip to the death, and only with half a sound did he summon up his courage.

”Well Can we start over? Forget about the past and start all over again, OK

With Luo Chen's long silence, the faint light of hope in his eyes darkened little by little.

At last, it went out completely and became gray.

Luo Chen pursed his lips into a cold radian and turned to walk away, but Jiang Yan's voice came from behind --

”wait a minute!”

Luo Chen frowned and turned.

Without waiting for him to say anything, Jiang Yan stepped forward and stuffed something into his pocket.

The pale face overflowed with a bitter smile: ”this, give it back to you. It's now It doesn't belong to me anymore

Looking at Luo Chen's tall figure, he got on the bus far away, and Jiang Yan's expression of pain slowly stopped.

Touch the chin, between the eyebrows and eyes a bit more dangdangdang, and just for the feeling hurt, not for the appearance.

Seeing that Jiang Yan finished his performance, the anxious 888 couldn't help reminding him again.