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Chapter 74

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    Wenxin was dragging her bag, but as soon as her hand was empty, the bag was snatched away from her.

    She had a hard time holding the two luggage bags, but the other party could easily pick them up with just one hand.

    Yan Zeyang's originally tired face was now looking at her anxiously, "What are you doing with your luggage so late?"

    "Don't worry about it!" Wenxin didn't expect that he was still downstairs. It was dark, so she didn't pay attention to the car when she went downstairs. "Give me your bag back." She said with a cold face and went to grab the bag.

    Yan Zeyang moved the hand holding the bag so that she could not get it. His other hand held Wen Xin's arm, "You are my partner, why can't I care about you? It's so late, why are you running around?  , come back with me quickly."

    "I don't!"

    In the breeze at night, there were three or two people in Songtao Garden from time to time. After dinner, they were walking in the park. With red eyes, they watched the walkers walking by, but they were not seen because of the obstruction of the branches nearby.

    She said with a very stubborn mouth: "You just said that you want to calm down. I won't stop you from calming down. But I think I also need to calm down. Let's calm down together. I think we should think about it calmly again."  Can the relationship between us continue

    During this period, I am not suitable to live in your house. After all, it is your place, not mine. I want to move to a guest house. Thank you for lending me a room during these times. I will solve the accommodation problem by myself in the future.  You don't have to worry anymore.  "

    Yan Zeyang walked out of the room before. If there was a light, you could see that his eyes were red. A man would not shed tears easily. His eyes were just red and he would not shed tears. He stood by the door and listened to the other side of the door.  He cried on his side until there was no more sound, then he turned around and went downstairs. There was something going on in the group today. He shouldn't have come back at this time. He had to rush back immediately when he came back. But now he was leaning against the car, feeling irritable. After all,  Instead of driving away, he smoked cigarettes one by one.

    Is this world real or fucking fake? Is it illusory or real? He has been thinking about it for a few days and can only force himself to tell himself that no matter whether it is true or false, it must be true, otherwise  How can life go on, but as soon as I think about Wen Wen's feelings for him, there may be other factors mixed in, and it's not just a simple liking for him

    His fragile self-esteem as a grown man seems to have been hit hard, his worldview has been destroyed, and his love has been messed up. He listens to the warm cries and hugs himself in dependence. Doesn¡¯t his heart hurt?  It hurt, but thinking that this world was all written by the woman in the prison, and thinking that he was just a character in Wen Xin's eyes, he felt suffocated.

    When faced with warmth, he was at a loss, but he couldn't bear to leave. He could only stare at the lights upstairs from downstairs, constantly spitting out smoke that choked his heart and lungs.

    Until Wenxin dragged the box out.

    Yan Zeyang, who was already tired, was stunned when he saw that she was leaving with her luggage. His heart tightened and his face was anxious and panicked. He hurriedly stepped forward to snatch her luggage and grabbed her arm.  , "Go back with me"

    ????????????????? Then I heard her saying things like the two of them were going back to each other, bridge to bridge, and even meant to break up.  She wants to move out, move out of his life, take away her luggage, and wants to have nothing to do with him from now on. How is this possible? This is not allowed!

    Yan Zeyang's heart felt like it was on fire. He held her arm firmly, and after a long time he silenced his voice. He heard his own voice saying: "You want me to die, don't you?" His chin turned blue and his face looked haggard.  , he took her hand and put it hard on his chest, and said hoarsely: "Then you might as well give me a good time, if you want to leave me, unless I die"

    As he spoke, he ignored Wenxin's struggle, dropped the bag in his hand, hugged Wenxin tightly in his arms, buried his head deeply in her neck and her long hair, inhaling the familiar light fragrance, he lowered his head  He muttered, "Do you want to see me die? Do you want me to die? You are not allowed to leave." He shed tears as he spoke.

    Wen Xin was still struggling hard and pushing her hard, but when she felt a string of hot tears dripping down her smooth neck, she suddenly calmed down, and a huge grievance filled her heart.  Tears also fell down.

    One of them cried while holding her, and the other cried while being held.  In the night, there were no traces of people on the roadside. Under the shadow of the trees, not far away in front of a car, there were two luggage bags and a man hugging a woman tightly, a tall and helpless figure.

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    Wenxin was very vindictive. No matter how she coaxed her, she finally entered the nearest guest house in Songtao Garden with a straight face. She went in with her front foot, and Yan Zeyang followed behind.

    Opposite the state-owned guest house is the state-owned building??The guest house not only takes things but also provides food.

    The dumplings in the white porcelain jar were still hot. Each one was like a small gold ingot. She had smelled the aroma all the way. It must be the shrimp dumplings from the private restaurant not far away. It smelled very fragrant. It didn't cost a ticket, but it was expensive.  , such a teapot costs six yuan, which is one-fifth of her salary. She looked at Wen Xin with envy. It was so good. When would she be able to find someone willing to buy her a teapot of dumplings for six yuan?  Where is the object.

    Yan Zeyang looked at the environment inside, and then at Wen Xin. He hesitated to speak. He didn't say anything else. He just handed her the bag in his hand. The teapot was afraid that she would burn it with it, so he walked in directly and put it away.  On the table inside.

    He turned around and looked at Wenxin with a pale face, but Wenxin didn't look at him. The two of them were speechless. When the staff urged him, he rolled his throat hard and said to her: "Don't be afraid, I'm right outside."  ."

    After everyone left, Wen Xin pursed her lips and started crying. She opened the bag, and inside were clean quilt covers, sheets, her slippers and toiletries.

    When she was eating dumplings, she cried while eating them. After eating for a while, she ran to the window and looked down. There was a jeep parked below. It didn't go away, it was always there.

    There are no water pipes in the hostel rooms, only the public restrooms on each floor have them. It was already past eight o'clock in the evening, almost nine o'clock, Wen Wenxin finished washing up in a hurry, soaked the clean towel in the bag in the basin in the room, and wiped his body.  Had a bath.

    After taking a shower, she ran to the window and looked down. The night was too dark and there was no moon, but she could vaguely see the outline of a car parked below, as well as the occasional and faint light from cigarettes.

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    Wen Xin thought she would be scared. In such a guest house, there was a faint musty smell and everything was unfamiliar. She thought she would not be able to sleep and would be restless and tossing and turning, but she did not expect to sleep until dawn, until there was a knock on the door.

    Hearing the sound, she got out of the mosquito net. She didn't change out of yesterday's clothes. She changed into them after taking a shower. She still wore the same goose-yellow skirt. It was a little wrinkled when she slept. Her ponytail was crooked and she had no hair.  Shu ran to the door and opened it.

    She thought vaguely that if he was standing outside the door, then she would forgive him and go home with him. Staying outside for one night was not comfortable at all. She missed home.

    But when she opened the door, there were only guest house staff standing outside. She quickly looked out the door, but it was empty and there was no one.

    "Where is your partner? He spent the night in the car and left early in the morning. He asked me to wait for you to wake up and help him go to the restaurant to buy you some food. I will touch you when you wake up."  The staff was quite cheerful. After all, they made two extra dollars just to run errands.

    "Your partner is so kind to you, but you can't have any more trouble with him." The staff enthusiastically put the things on the table in the room for her, "He asked you to eat them while they are hot, and don't wait until they are cold."

    Wen Xin¡¯s ponytail was crooked and her hair was messy. She looked a little cute when she just woke up and looked at her blankly.

    "Also, he asked me to give this to you, saying that you can stay here with peace of mind, and go back if you don't want to stay."

    After saying that, the staff put something on the table, which was a key.

    "Oh, by the way, he also said that when you start school in two days, he will come over to help you carry your luggage. You can't move it yourself. Girl, your partner is so kind to you." The guest house staff said with envy.

    Wenxin reacted and found that he was not outside the door, feeling angry and disappointed.

    After a while, he said angrily: What a fart!  She doesn't want his broken key, she wants to break up with him!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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