"I broke up with him, no, I let you break up with him."
"I asked you to take a video with him for me to make him feel a little fresh about me again. You actually separated us forcibly?"
"He said he needed the money urgently, but just wait, after a few years, he will still be able to live well."
"Writer Liang Jia, do you think I shouldn't help him pay his tuition?"
"Of course not. You are just boyfriend and girlfriend. You may not be able to be together in the future."
"That's right, he said he still has to study for a Ph. D., but I'm old, so I can't wait any longer. Once he successfully applies, when will he get married?"
"After reading it, I'm about 30 years old, still very young."
"That's for men, women are different. Look at the fine lines around my mouth, they are getting deeper and deeper."
"This is your pear dimple. As you get older, the pear dimple gets deeper. How beautiful it is. Imagine that when you are an old lady, whenever you talk to people, it is like a smile on the corner of your mouth. Super sweet .¡±
"When the time comes, the mouth will be toothless and flat. Are you sure you can still see the dimple?"
"Anyway, it's divided, and there's no need to break the thread. It makes people feel that it's not clean at all. You, aren't you crying? Writer Xia Yi."
"How can I cry? I just have a runny nose in my eyes."
"Writer Xia Yi, let me give you a metaphor. Treating a liar, chatting with him all the time, wasting time, energy and money, do you think it's worth it?"
"Of course not, I'll hang up right away."
"That's right, although they are all one person. But people will change. The past is the past, and the present is the present. You have to treat him as two people."
"But breaking up is so painful, I don't want to go through it."
"Even if you don't want to go through it, you have to go on the journey of death alone in the end."
"The second season of the writer's reality show is not a sweet journey, is it an exciting adventure?"
"I mean that life is a long way, and there will be death in the end. It is completely unnecessary for you to cry all day to separate from a person. Save it and cry when he dies."
"I just want to commemorate the past time. I wasted countless phone calls to waste time and brain cells. But, writer Liang Jia, you have this round of chicken soup for the soul, and I will drink it all according to the menu. I really should shed some tears, no, Save some snot, and blow it after he dies, anyway, we are on the same earth, and he is not dead. Wait, writer Liang Jia, take a look, he said that he is seriously ill and needs money urgently.¡±
"It was fine just now, but now it is critically ill?"
"What can I do now? Do you have any money?"
"I didn't, I didn't, I didn't, say the important things three times, don't ask me again for the whole season of your show."
"Liang Jia is a writer, but he also spent a lot of money on me. Look at my whole body, he bought everything for me. Although the money spent is not much, it is enough to prove my heart for him. What's more , I even dreamed about him."
"Don't mention the dream to me. If you don't believe Xia Yi, he doesn't love you, you can send a message to try, for example, you have no money."
"Don't send it, I will borrow it for him."
"Can't post it? Could it be that he blocked me?"
"Now, let's talk about how I get on the show." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com