"What do you need to ask me to apologize to?" Her voice rose gently, hitting He Jiayan's heart, and the insignificant voice passed without a trace.

Capturing Bu Xianxian's deep meaning, He Jiayan lowered his gaze and let out a slight sigh of relief.

"You didn't apologize to me for anything...you don't need to apologize to me..." Her fingertips pressed into her flesh, and there was a tearing pain, and she couldn't help showing a sneer, "This world is so perverted, the wrong people are obsessed with obsession all day long, that's right People in this world always feel terrified in their hearts... You said, the world is abnormal, and people are also sick?"

He Jiayan remained silent, swallowing all of Bu Xianxian's accusations alone.Even the most vicious cynicism is not too much.A big mistake has been made, even if he can get out of the quagmire in an instant, he can't feel at ease.

Thick regret filled his heart, mixed with the dull atmosphere, it was even more depressing.

Bu Xianxian stared at him, her nose felt a little sore.Is no amount of accusation, no amount of apology useful?In any case, it is impossible to turn back time, and people will not come back from the dead.

After coming out of the shop, Bu Xianxian didn't go home directly, but walked aimlessly on the street.

Pedestrians on the street come and go in a hurry, with joy, anxiety, panic, depression and frustration on their faces...the heart can't help but feel sad.

A girl who seemed to be in her prime was holding the phone, and suddenly burst into tears, and shouted into the phone while crying: Why didn't you answer the phone?Why don't you answer the phone?You don't want me, okay... I don't care about having such parents...

What happened to her?One or two can be deduced from the words.What kind of parents would ignore their daughters so much?What kind of girl would let her parents ignore her like this? ...

Pedestrians are still in a hurry, and occasionally one or two people will glance indifferently, but only a glance, non-stop pace, indifferently without a trace of human touch.It seems that standing there is not a crying girl, but a bus on the road...

Life is full of variety, who would try to understand what happened to a passerby?Who has the energy to understand others?Life makes us patronize ourselves and feel a little flustered and powerless.

Heiye called and asked where she was now, why she hadn't come home so late.In fact, Bu Xianxian really didn't want to go home yet, her mood was not as calm as her appearance.

"Where are you now? I'll go pick you up!" Heiye's voice was full of anxiety, Bu Xianxian explained the location and hung up the phone.Someone around you will worry about your safety, in fact, this is enough happiness.

After a while, Heiye parked the car beside Bu Xianxian.

After turning off the engine, looking at Bu Xianxian's appearance, Heiye didn't say anything, just got out of the car silently, opened the passenger's door for her, and then silently returned to the driver's seat to start the car.

Bu Xianxian didn't say anything. After returning home, he greeted Mr. Hei and the others, and then went back to the room and lay down on the bed sullenly.She began to know Xiaomei, and slowly played back the time she had traveled all the way in her mind. In a daze, she vaguely saw Heiye sitting beside her, gently smoothing her hair, and she opened her mouth. Opening her mouth, she wanted to tell him what happened today, but she was so tired that she fell asleep before she could say anything.

In the middle of the night, Bu Xianxian woke up.The night had already fallen asleep, and the even breath was blowing on her neck, and the warmth made her feel at ease.

Opening his eyes, the yellowish light was imprinted in his eyes.Heiye actually doesn't like to rest under the bright light, but since the two of them moved back to Hei's house, Heiye always keeps a bedside lamp every night, and Bu Xianxian can tell that it is specially reserved for her.

It turns out that loving someone will change for her, but her fiery temperament is gradually becoming gentle, and her domineering behavior will always worry about the other person. Even if she doesn't say it, she can know that she is afraid of the dark.

Such an obvious change... Her previous attitude stabbed him, right?So proud as him, how much do you have to love her to endure it again and again?He Jiayan apologized to her, this apology should not be given to her!And her?She almost never noticed that she owed others an apology?

Shocked deeply, looking at the way the night was breathing lightly, the daze of the whole day suddenly disappeared.A delicate smile slowly bloomed on the dejected face, she pursed her lips and turned her head, her lips firmly blocked his.

Hei Ye woke up before Bu Xianxian woke up.However, she didn't make a sound, and he pretended to be asleep.He didn't see Bu Xianxian when he came home from get off work. He called Tang Xueyan, and Tang Xueyan said that she had left a long time ago.She didn't return home for a long time, lost her mind, and rested early... He knew that something must have happened, but she didn't say anything, and he didn't intend to ask.

Tightly hugging Bu Xianxian's slender waist, Hei Ye stared at Bu Xianxian for a moment, clamped her lips silently, and rubbed her lips lightly, nibbling slowly, without deepening the bond between the two. Entanglement, and do not intend to let go.

After a while of lingering, as if half a century had passed, Bu Xianxian said softly, "I met someone today! Someone I want to hate, but I can't!"

Heiye stared at her fixedly: "Is there such a person?"

Bu Xianxian suddenly hesitated, does He Ye know He Jiayan?When talking about He Jiayan to Hei Ye, she must mention Bi Nian'er, is it just so hastily?

He said that Bi Nian'er was nothing to him. When she was hospitalized, she also got his guarantee... Thinking of this, Bu Xianxian couldn't help remembering the scene she saw that day... The guarantee seemed to be just a guarantee .If the man's words are reliable, maybe the sow will really climb the tree...

She is tired of being like this, hesitating, thinking, maybe it should be said...

At first thought, Bu Xianxian gave up the idea again, but she still chose to ignore it in the end.

"This person did something sorry to a good friend of mine, but my good friend is already dead, he..." Halfway through the sentence, she really didn't know how to continue, "Anyway, life forced it! "

After hesitating and hawing again and again, Bu Xianxian heard the crying girl on the street say such a sentence without thinking.As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she was a little annoyed... Why did the grandson of life come out so casually?

"So... what did he tell you that made you uncomfortable?" Heiye asked, kissing her hair lightly.Bu Xianxian's friend—the friend she was talking about, the only one he could think of was Xiaomei.After such a contact, he understood her frustration.

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