C217 (1/2)

Although this is a very unfair thing to him, but this is finished, the heart of the boulder is fierce fall. In this way, I will be able to seriously deal with Ziyu's affairs in the future.

Wenzhizhi heaved a long sigh, and her face was slightly relaxed, but it was only now. There was a restless mood in wenzhizhi's eyes. When she came back, she would certainly come to ask herself. Then it would be real trouble.

There was a hesitation on her face, and she didn't think about it in the end. He stood up and walked to the bathroom in the hospital with a complicated look on his face.

Don't you love when you say you don't love? Don't you like it when you say you don't like it? What the hell is this! Meng Qingyang knocks on the steering wheel in a circle

he wants to stop her at the place where Zhizhi works. He has to ask her face-to-face. Why to walk so unprepared, why to walk so naturally.

Meng Qingyang stood up and put things in good place. He drove his car to wenzhizhi's office and waited at the gate of the school, regardless of whether it was dawn or his tired body.

He collapsed on the sofa, regardless of his expensive suit stained with dust. He realized that wenzhizhi really left himself. Without hesitation, he left himself.

Meng Qingyang began to smile bitterly. His face looked like a smile, like crying, but not crying. He looked like a mad man. He went through the whole house crazily and didn't find anything about her.

Why? Why can't wait to leave? There is no news, only the phone call, or because she called in the past, she said to herself.

At home, he didn't believe that wenzhizhi really left himself. In this way, I can't wait to hit myself by surprise.

With a look of disbelief in his heart, he looked at the desolate

no one was at home, there was no warm light, and there was no one he could not wait to see. Only a piece of dark and dusty furniture. Meng Qingyang suddenly burst into tears. The tears at the corners of his eyes slipped down a little, representing his broken heart at this time.

Wenzhizhi went home to rest. Tired, she lay down on the bed and fell asleep. Meng Qingyang arrived in the middle of the night, just got off the plane and rushed to his home. As a result, he opened the door and saw a desolate scene.

She didn't know that someone was coming towards her, and the speed was very fast. She might arrive tomorrow morning. The time will be ushered in a storm, and now the calm, only temporary.

Wen Zhizhi thinks, the lip cape is light hook, smile is gentle, cause a person to commit a crime.

Sure enough, I still want to have a home.

She shook her head, thinking that she was too tired, so she had hallucinations. Knead his temple to his home, face with a hidden urgency.

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She must like to go home very much, wenzhizhi thought in her head. A figure flashed by, and she had no time to catch it.

with a faint weariness in her eyes, she looked at the night in the sky with a look of missing. If you have a home, and the family is not alone, but someone is waiting for you.

She nodded, took the thermos and left. He stretched out and looked tired. Today so many things, make oneself all began to be tired.