Chapter 243 (1/2)

Meng Xingzhu doesn't understand the difference between love and love, but what she can understand is that Su Aochi doesn't like himself.

Meng Xingzhu looked at Su Aochi reluctantly, his big eyes flickering, and he was about to squeeze out tears.

”Xingzhu, don't do this. Don't cry. I feel bad when you cry. Alas...” seeing Meng Xingzhu, Su Aochi's seriousness was immediately broken up. He did it and took Meng Xingzhu's hand.

Meng Xingzhu 'hum', shook off Su Aochi's hand and ran out.

Su Aochi didn't go after Meng Xingzhu. Meng Xingzhu seemed simple, but she was much stronger than him. Otherwise, she couldn't have lived alone in ghost Valley for so many years.

The night in Haicheng is always so romantic. Rongxiu stands alone on the top floor of Rongshi group and looks at the beautiful night sky. The loneliness at the bottom of Rongxiu's heart expands infinitely.

What brings him this infinite loneliness is sadness, which is the sadness of his difficult love with Gu Mian.

Rong Xiu believes that for so many years, Gu Mian's tolerance for herself is definitely more than silence. Otherwise, she won't hate herself so much. Without love, where does hatred come from?

The deeper you love, the more you hate.

For three years, Rong Xiu has always thought that Gu Mian doesn't love himself. Now he's separated. Instead, he knows that Gu Mian loves and hates himself.

Thinking of Gu Mian, Rong Xiu doesn't know whether Gu Mian will think of himself at the moment.

After today's board meeting, the news of his divorce from Gu Mian was like a bomb, which instantly detonated the media of the whole Haicheng City. The reporters and paparazzi downstairs have not left yet. Rong Xiu hooked his lips. They really have perseverance.

After taking a look at the mobile phone, the major news headlines and the microblog of the circle of friends are all the news of his divorce from Gu Mian.

It's midnight now. Rong Xiu doesn't want to meet the apartment. The apartment in Xiangyang seems to have no vitality since Gu Mian disappeared.

When Rong Xiu came home from work, there was no waiting figure at home. There was no woman he could bully. He didn't have to climb into her bed secretly or rob the bathroom with her deliberately

That home, without the existence of the hostess, is boundless loneliness and desolation.

”Rong Zong...”

A call came from a distance behind him. Rong Xiu looked back and didn't see anyone.

From a distance, from the direction of the exit, Rong Xiu could see a figure walking towards him slowly. The sound of high heels landing slowly seemed very soft in the silent night.

Finally, after the man walked in, Rong Xiu saw her face clearly.

Qiu Li.

”Why haven't you left yet?” Rong Xiu asked with an expression.

For Qiu Li, Rong Xiu has no special emotions. If he has, it can only be regarded as the last lover he has experienced.

Before, because of venting his dissatisfaction with Gu Mian, Rong Xiu's lovers kept changing. Some were acting on the occasion, and some really lived like that. However, none of them could keep Rong Xiu in mind.