The Little Midnight Bride

He remembered her favorite food, her favorite brand to wear, and the size of her bra, but he didn't remember her youthful love for him. (www>

Maybe it's not not remembering, but outright disregard.

When she first heard the news of his engagement, she was flustered, but she still couldn't help but want to get confirmation from him personally. Is this what people often say about not giving up until the Yellow River?

"The banquet is scheduled to be held at Hongyu Hotel, at six o'clock in the evening the day after tomorrow." The corner of his mouth curved slightly, which fell into Gu Xiaoyao's eyes, but it was particularly dazzling. Zeng Jin, this is her favorite. smile.

She sucked the milk in front of her hard, turned her eyes away and forced herself not to look at him, then gritted her teeth and said, "I didn't say I was going."

"I want you to go."

Sai Luo had a panoramic view of her expression, picked up the napkin at the side and wiped her mouth, his gestures were as intimate as ever, and it was completely impossible to see that this was a man who was about to be engaged to another woman.

His every move hints to others: this woman belongs to him and is pampered by him.

But there was a cruel calm on his face, that calm appearance was like a knife, a sharp blade pierced into Gu Xiaoyao's heart.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll disrupt the situation?" She replied decisively, with a firm expression on her face. If she went, the banquet would definitely be turned upside down.

He smiled, it was hard to tell the truth from the fake: "Don't you bless me?"

"I wish you a happy marriage, and after you get the marriage certificate, go to make up for the divorce certificate!"

"Still such a childish temper."

"Sai Luo, I am seventeen this year, and what should be developed has matured, not a child." He always used children as prevarication, ignoring her feelings.

"You will always be a child in my eyes."

"I like you!"

"Eat quickly, I have something to do later."

"Sero, I said I like you."

"Well, I heard that."

"Don't you have anything to say?" Gu Xiaoyao has never been so depressed as now.

In an unequal love, is it true that one person is destined to be hurt?

I finally understand: Some things are really not what you think, and they will become what you think.

For example, love.

When Sai Luo heard Gu Xiaoyao's voice suddenly choked up, his heart couldn't help throbbing. [

His fingertips were a little cold, and he gently wiped the corners of her eyes. "Don't cry. Xiao Yao, I will always be by your side. This will not change."