Fallen by the Pillow: The Five Years of Being Occupied

Zhuang Licheng smiled lightly: "Actually, I'm fine. It's because my mother and the others are poor and nervous. They have to stay in the hospital for observation and observation. They will be officially discharged in a few days." He explained meaningfully, and then took the wedding dress catalog , and continued: "I'll help you choose, make sure it looks good."

Murong Jing's smile gradually deepened, she looked at Lin Jiyue proudly from the corner of her eye, nodded and said, "Okay, as long as it's your choice, I like it."

Their intimacy like no other is like honey to you and arsenic to you.

What is so close to the world?Lin Jiyue and Zhuang Licheng were like this.

If it wasn't for holding Su Qianqian's hand tightly, Lin Jiyue felt that she didn't even have the strength to stand up, and she didn't have the courage to see him treat others well, even though that person was his soon-to-be-married wife, she couldn't bear to let go Open your eyes, she hasn't seen him for a long time...

She wanted to miss him so much that she was going crazy, but what could she do?She can only force herself to forget him, forget his smile, forget his kindness, forget that she used to hold his arm so intimately to go shopping, forget that he chose clothes for her and tied her shoelaces, and also forgot the days when they were together .

But the strange thing is, these memories are deeper than every day before, like a drill has been drilling hard into her heart,

The excruciating pain spread to all limbs, and she was so painful that her whole body was uncomfortable, and she almost couldn't even breathe.

It turned out that just meeting each other can cause such heart-wrenching pain. Her so-called strength is only a paper-thin disguise, but she gave up on him first, so she has no reason to blame him.

A dream that should have woken up...

Su Qianqian held Lin Jiyue's arm tightly, and said in a very small voice: "Don't cry, no matter how uncomfortable you are, you have to let him know that you can live well without him."

Lin Jiyue nodded numbly, and pleaded with her throat: "Qianqian, let's go, hurry up, okay?" If she didn't go, she was afraid that she would lose control.

"Okay." Su Qianqian asked the clerk to take her to the side door and wait. She went back to the fitting room and changed quickly. She didn't expect to see the man just now at the corner when she came out. His eyes were fixed on him. In a certain direction, she followed his gaze and looked up. It turned out that Lin Jiyue was standing there, her face was so white that it was almost transparent, and her thin body seemed to run away when the wind blows.

Although Su Qianqian doesn't know what kind of past there is between them, but the relationship in the world is often so helpless, wanting to love but not being able to love.

That day, Lin Jiyue was drunk for the first time in her life. She wanted to use alcohol to numb the nerves that were already in incurable pain. She didn't care whether Su Qianqian could understand or not. Drinking, Su Qianqian couldn't persuade her, so she had to risk her life to accompany the gentleman. Unexpectedly, when she got emotional, she drank too much in the end, and the two female alcoholics shouted wildly in the box.

Su Qianqian flicked her shoes, stood on the sofa, pointed at Lin Jiyue, and said, "You love him, and he loves you too, but you can't be together!" Then she turned her finger and pointed to the tip of her nose, "I love him, he loves you." But he doesn't love me, yet we are going to get married! Haha, it's ridiculous, it's so fucking ridiculous..."

Lin Jiyue was so dizzy from drinking that she couldn't hear what Su Qianqian was saying at all. She just held the bottle, giggled for a while, burst into tears for a while, and murmured Zhuang Tianyao's name all the time, her other senses were already numb.