Madam Dihao is not good

Waiting anxiously and anxiously.

There were faint traces of tears on her face, as if she had been standing here for a long time, her face was pale from the cold.

Maybe they are also fallen people in the world, Chanel couldn't help but look at her twice.

Seeing her take out a mobile phone, she kept dialing the number. After ten minutes, the number was finally dialed.

The woman was crying on the phone, trying to keep the man from leaving, and give her one last chance [

"I will never make you angry again. I am stupid. I don't know how to love, and I don't understand that emotional sacrifice requires two-sided management..."

"I'm so selfish, I've always enjoyed being loved by you, and I forgot that I should also give."

"Haozheng, don't go, I will obey you in everything from now on, I will do whatever you ask me to do, just please don't leave me, okay?"

The woman was sobbing and talking, which attracted many people's eyes to look over there.

The heavy snow was flying, and suddenly a young man, wearing a black coat, came out from the corner, walked up to the woman at a brisk pace, and hugged her...

The two are like in an idol drama, where the hero and heroine meet in the most romantic way, hugging and circling in circles.

The rose fell to the ground, and in the thick snow, the red petals fluttered in the wind.

Chanel looked at the scene in front of her in amazement, and the woman's words kept echoing in her mind.

Yes, she was selfish and always felt that being favored by Su Shijie was a matter of course, so once Su Shijie treated her coldly, she felt as sad as if she had lost the whole world.

She had been passive the whole time, standing there, waiting for when Su Shijie would stop being angry and come to her.

Why can't she take the initiative to find Su Shijie, admit her mistakes to him, and do something? !

Chanel turned her face and saw not far away, there was a peddler selling flowers.

She walked over quickly, and was about to buy the whole basket of flowers, but she saw candles being sold next to the flower seller.

Those candles are all packed in small glass cups, of various colors, red, yellow, blue, green...

Opposite Lurong Airport is the train station, so there are these small things for sale nearby.

A pair of girls who looked like students passed by, and couldn't help but stop nearby to look: "That candle is so cute... Do you want to buy it?"

"Forget it, boarding the plane right away, you buy