All Dote On One: CEO's Only Love

The evening wind blows the thin woven mist of hair, behind her is the dark like heavy ink, under which is the endless stream of cars. If you look into the distance, you can see the lights on the opposite side of the coast.

After a long time, Bo Zhiwu summoned up his courage and whispered to Ji Jiayan, "I want to say, I like you. I like it very much. So, Ji Jiayan, I don't want to play hide and seek with you any more. You like everything in my country from your gentle, like everything. I used to think that it was mine, and others couldn't take it away. However, it wasn't until the appearance of Lin ruochu that I had a sense of crisis. "

"I'm afraid you will be taken away by her. I'm afraid that the white moonlight in my heart will be with others."

"So, would you like to be with me?" she asked carefully

The voice of thin woven fog is very light, like the soft whisper of lovers. It's like the spring breeze in March. This kind of confession is too unexpected. Ji Jiayan was silent.

His hands were hanging on his side, staring at the thin woven fog. Bo Zhiwu did not dare to look at him, because she was not sure whether Ji Jiayan would agree with her.

Her heart was very uneasy. The sound around her was very quiet, so quiet that she seemed to hear her heartbeat clearly.

Ji Jiayan opened his mouth with difficulty. The expression on his face was as calm as ever. He lowered his eyelashes like a small fan to cover his deep emotion. "Sorry, I've always been a friend of yours. Besides, I have people I like. "

On the wooden floor, there are splashing drops of water. This is an unexpected, but also expected, scene. However, there is still a trace of unwilling.

The bottom of my heart is like being poked a hole, there is infinite sour gushing out. Ji Jiayan's voice melts into the autumn wind, and the strength of thin weaving fog is as if it was pulled away in this moment. Fortunately, she stood close to the railing, and could barely lean on it, supporting her pride and self-esteem in the bottom of her heart.

When she opened her mouth again, she was dumb and dry to her own surprise. The mood inside was gloomy, "that..."

She tried to smile, but she didn't dare to look up. Her throat was so sore that she couldn't open her mouth Lin ruochu? "

Ji Jiayan casually promised her, "well."

In fact, it doesn't matter who it is. It's important to push her away from you.

After Bo Zhiwu's silence, she said incoherently, "I'm sorry, it's me who bothered you. If If you have a girl you like, don't be nice to another person. Because one will be jealous and the other will be sad. "

"Well." Ji Jiayan gently answered. His eyes drooped and fell on the top of his hair. He finally dares to look at her when she bows his head.

In front of the man's figure, and blurred night, gradually by the warm liquid fuzzy. For the first time, Bo Zhiwu felt that she was so humble.

Suddenly, she remembered a sentence that Eileen Chang had written. "When she sees him, she will become very low, very low, low in the dust, and then, flowers will come out."

Her legs were as heavy as a thousand gold. There was no way to move forward. But Rao was so, he had to leave.

At the time of passing by, Ji Jiayan turned around and gazed at the figure of thin woven fog. Her thin figure in front of a little bit of disappear, Ji Jiayan's heart began to wring pain.

The thin woven fog is muddy, just like a walking corpse. She did not know where she was going.

In the autumn night, Ji Jiayan stands in the same place, the bottom of his heart is twisting with pain. He lowered his head and slowly closed his eyes. His tall figure was gradually lengthened by the moonlight.

This day, sooner or later, will come, even if she had imagined this scene countless times, she did not expect that it would be like this. He refused to accept his own rejection of the crisp, not muddled.

Standing in the room, Wen Shishu, Su Tian, and Song Yi smile are all covered. Today is her birthday party, but she left. The eavesdropper in the corner just now understood what it meant.

Wen Shishu's heart was full of anger. She rushed into the night, grabbed Ji Jiayan's collar and said, "brother Jiayan, I'll ask you again. Do you really don't like Qing Yu?"

Ji Jiayan easily pushed Wen Shishu away. Then, he looked at her and said: "why should I like her?"

Wen Shishu was dumb for a moment, but some didn't know what to say. It is more hurtful to ask questions than to answer them directly. She clenched her teeth and squeezed out two words from the gap between her teeth and said: "scum man!"

*

thin weaving fog walked alone in the street, the bleak autumn wind blew down the leaves, stepped on it, and made a rustling sound. She walked carelessly, the rose in her hand, slightly tied. But she did not feel the pain, perhaps, because the heartache covered everything.

Her mobile phone, at this time suddenly rang. It's screening. Afraid of their worry, Bo Zhiwu gazed at the name and took it up for a long time."Hello, Dad. What's the matter?" She tried to make her voice sound normal, so normal that she couldn't hear anything abnormal.

The man on the other end of the phone, silent for a long time, did not answer her, voice, only heavy tired, "you come to the hospital, I have something to tell you."

"Hospital?" In the bottom of thin weaving fog, there was an ominous premonition in my heart, but I didn't know what it was. She asked nervously, "is something wrong with you or mom?"

The man just repeated it once, "you'll know."

Seeing that he refused to say it, Bo Zhiwu had to promise, "OK." Standing in the autumn wind, she stopped a car by the side of the road and turned to the hospital. The light in front of the operating room was still red.

Lin ruochu and Zhen daosat on both sides. Lin ruochu cried to tears. Compared with Zhen's quietness, she became more noisy.

During the operation, three words were magnified infinitely in front of the thin woven fog. Then, her heart felt like she was hit hard. She asked nervously, "is there something wrong with my mother?"

"Dad, I'm sorry, it's all my fault. If I didn't have to take mom to the fireworks convention, she wouldn't have an accident..."

Thin woven fog, the whole person was momentarily confused.

Dad? Lin ruochu shouts for Zhen director and dad? She looked at Lin ruochu in disbelief. She still pretended to be calm and asked, "this What's going on? "

Lin ruochu glanced at the thin woven mist and rose slowly from his chair. However, Zhen said, "I'm sorry, Qing Yu, it was my problem at the beginning, so I have mistaken you. "

Thin woven FOG's brain suddenly a chaos, what is in a little bit split apart, and then, suddenly collapsed.

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