If Love Was Predestined

His action was rude and his hands were very heavy. I cried and begged him, "Liang Bocheng, if you let go, I feel pain..."

Liang Bocheng pinched me fiercely and pulled my hair. He bumped into the coffee table and said, "now do you know the pain? Chen Haidong that old thing means is not more than me, not than I can play, why don't you cry pain? I think you clearly enjoy it! Bitch, why didn't he kill you

I cried and shook my head

Liang Bocheng's hand slipped all the way from my shoulder, touching me and sneering, "has he touched it here? What about here? Do you cry for mercy under him as you do under me? Or a comfortable groan? You say, you damn say it

I kept shaking my head, "no, really not..."

Liang Bocheng seemed to be trapped in his own thoughts and ignored what I said. He tormented me like crazy. He beat me and teased me. At first, I just cried silently. Later, I couldn't help crying.

Liang Bocheng's action was pause, but it didn't stop, but it was much softer.

Afterwards, he sat up, leaned against the sofa, lit a cigarette, and puffed deeply.

I was like a rag doll, lying on the sofa with all my limbs open. I was staring at Liang Bocheng.

His clothes are still on his body. His white shirt is wrinkled. Several buttons have been untied on the upper collar to reveal half of his hardcover chest. His cuffs are folded twice. He has a delicate man's watch on his left wrist, which is very noble.

Even if it is smoking, it also makes people feel incomparably dignified.

I just stare at him, watching him finish smoking one cigarette and lighting another, until the whole box of cigarettes is empty.

For a long time, I spoke, hoarse and slow, and I said, "when did I get so addicted to smoking?"

Liang Bocheng didn't turn to look at me. He just lowered his head and threw the lighter on the coffee table and said, "five years ago, after you left."

I pursed my lips. My nose was sour and I wanted to cry. But I couldn't cry.

In fact, the two of us, five years ago that period of deep love, we all remember deeply, we all pretend to forget, but no one has forgotten.

But I can't say anything.

If it was just a few months ago when I first met him again, I might still have a glimmer of hope. I would like to explain to him clearly. I would have some expectations for our future, but now it is not. Not to mention the injury he has done to me during this period will never be forgotten. His identity and his family will not allow him to have such a me.

Not to mention, Cheng Qingqing is pregnant with his child.

For Liang Bocheng, I'm afraid it's the same. There is a saying called love, hate cut, he now so hate me, I wish I died he was happy, I believe that he was deeply in love with me. I don't hate him now, but I can't let go of him.

For a long time, we stayed quietly. I was lying on the sofa watching Liang Bocheng smoke. I hated the smell of smoke. But that night, I didn't even frown in the smoky living room.

Later Liang Bocheng stood in front of me, bent down to pick me up, went into the bedroom, covered me with quilts, and then went out.

There was no movement outside, and I didn't sleep all night.

This is just a small interlude between his magnificent resentment and me, mixed with confusion and self denial. The next morning at six o'clock in the morning, when I sat up from bed, my original peace of mind was restored.

I got up to wash my face and brush my teeth. I cooked a thick and warm millet porridge and fried golden eggs for breakfast. I sat at the table and ate it slowly. Last night, the mess left by Liang Bocheng in his rage was still there. Under his feet were cold porridge and broken porcelain pieces.

After breakfast, I cleaned up the mess, threw it in the dustbin, and cleaned the living room and bedroom inside and outside. Then I went back to the bedroom and sat in front of the dresser.

I don't love make-up, but it doesn't mean I can't. During the five years of helping others in that small law firm, I also made up for the female lawyers who went to court.

I put on delicate make-up for myself, and the face in the mirror seemed to be about to be recognized. I looked at it quietly for a while, stood up, opened the door of the wardrobe, and found the light orange dress and took it out.

This is the dress that Liang Bocheng asked me to go barefoot to the party and was humiliated. I always like the color and style of it, but I didn't wear it for the second time.

After changing clothes and choosing a pair of light color high-heeled shoes, I stood in front of the big mirror in the bathroom, looking at the people who could not see their true colors in the mirror. I was stunned for a long time.

Then I went out with that document.

Take a taxi to Haidong group downstairs, this time the receptionist didn't stop me, so she let me go upstairs easily. I took a deep breath in the elevator and told myself again and again that it was nothing. How many women who were trampled on by men finally stepped on men's shoulders. It was nothing.When the elevator door opens, my heart is like stagnant water.

However, he was stopped outside by the secret skill of general manager Chen.

"Miss Lin, we, Mr. Chen, are very busy today and have no time to see you. Please go back." Secretary Li looked me up and down a few times, and then opened his mouth with a smile. Every word was polite and could not find fault.

I sank my heart and said in a slow voice, "go and ask him again. Tell him it's me. I promise him that he won't miss me."

Secretary Li originally looked at me to refuse, but after a while he turned around and entered the office. After a while, he came out and said, "sorry, Miss Lin, Chen can't see you."

I frowned and asked, "did you say it was me?"

Secretary Li nodded, "yes, Mr. Chen can't see you."

I was stunned for a moment, and I didn't quite understand what the routine was. He gave me three days, and I thought about it in one night. When I came to promise his terms, did he go back on his promise?

I don't know why, there was a moment of relaxation in my heart. I said thanks to Secretary Li with a smile, and then turned back.

For three days in a row, I went to Chen's head office every morning to look for him, but every time he was no exception, his secret skills stopped outside the office. Even every time the speech is the same, "I'm sorry, we don't have time to see you."

I don't know what happened and what happened in the process, but Liang Bocheng won't let me go if I can't get the contract. So on the third day, I stood outside the general office of Chen and asked a few more questions for the first time.

I said, "Mr. Chen is so busy that he doesn't even have a minute to see me?"

Secretary Li said politely, "sorry, Miss Lin, please come back."

I bit my lips and asked him, "can you help me ask Mr. Chen what he thinks about the piece of land he said before?"

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