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Why did I stumble back to the car, feeling that my limbs were weak and my hands were shaking, and I couldn't insert the key for a long time. Finally, he threw the keys viciously and completely collapsed in his seat.
The circles under his eyes were sore and swollen, and he rubbed them hard, barely stopping them from shedding more embarrassing tears.
His brain seemed to have stopped functioning. He was thinking about everything, but he didn't know what he was thinking about. It was chaos.
All thoughts finally condensed into those three heart-piercing words - Song Juhan.
I remember Vanessa said about the origin of Song Juhan's name. Song He was a very arrogant person. He named his son with the meaning of "living in a high place and being cold", which sounds unlucky, but he obviously didn't care whether Song Juhan "wins". Cold", but only cares about whether he is in a high place.
Song He¡¯s high hopes for his son have all come true. As the name suggests, Song Juhan holds an invisible sharp sword, which can kill people with no bloodshed and leave them covered with wounds.
More than six years of persistence turned into a joke. Why couldn't he even find the energy to hate Song Juhan or Feng Zheng? Even he felt that he deserved it.
"You deserve to have your heart trampled on by others, who can you blame?"
Song Juhan, just repeating these three words made He Yi feel as if even breathing was accompanied by pain.
The lead finally burned to the end.
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Why was Peng Fang¡¯s driver sending me home that day?
After he got home, he lay motionless on the bed, unable to fall asleep, so he just lay there.
If he was just decadent in the past three days, now he feels like a living dead, drained from the inside out.
Late at night, the chilling silence was suddenly broken by the harsh ringing of the doorbell.
Why there was no response, but the doorbell kept ringing, and in the end it banged on the door. Why did Zhuang Jieyu's voice be heard.
He was so tired that he didn¡¯t even want to move his fingers, but in the end he reluctantly got up from the bed and opened the door.
As soon as Zhuang Jieyu saw him, he breathed a sigh of relief: "You scared me to death."
Why looked at him expressionlessly and said hollowly: "Why? Are you afraid that I will commit suicide?"
"No, it's not." Zhuang Jieyu scratched his head, "As long as you're fine."
Why turned around and entered the house. Zhuang Jieyu quickly followed him in and hurriedly explained: "Song Juhan asked me to go today. He said that as long as I accompany him out, he will not care about me. I really don't know that you will go!"
Why did he turn a deaf ear? He didn't care at all. But after so many years, Song Juhan still liked to use this trick to stimulate others. It was childish and extremely sinister.
Seeing why there was no reaction, Zhuang Jieyu's eyes were filled with sadness: "Please don't be like this, Song Juhan is a bastard, please, stop liking him, please, he's not worth it."
Even an outsider could see it Why did he want to laugh, but his heart hurt so much that he turned his back to Zhuang Jieyu and squeezed his chest with his fists, trying to distract the suffocating pain.
Zhuang Jieyu walked around in front of him and forced a smile: "Actually, everyone will experience lovelorn. Time can heal everything. I know you are feeling uncomfortable now. Anyway, I am fine during this period. I will accompany you. I'm very happy together, and you'll get better soon."
Why do you want to refuse, but you are too lazy to speak, because Zhuang Jieyu is very annoying and he is tired of coping. Maybe it will be better if he is accompanied by someone who can breathe and talk.
Why didn't you say anything? Zhuang Jieyu didn't feel embarrassed and said to himself: "You must be hungry. I brought food. My cooking skills are not bad. Just wait and I will cook for you."
Why did you wander to the sofa and sit in a daze? His mind has become clearer, but he has no energy and doesn't want to do anything. He stared straight ahead for a long time before realizing that the thing he was looking at was a TV. It was the big TV that he spent two months' salary on so that Song Juhan could come to his house more often and play games.
Song Juhan once used this TV to sing songs to him, only to him.
Why could he take almost trembling breaths to resist the boundless despair? He slowly closed his eyes and clenched his fists quietly.
After Zhuang Jieyu finished cooking, he dragged He Yi to the dining table and forced him to eat. He Yi really had no appetite, so he reluctantly picked up two chopsticks and put them down.
Zhuang Jieyu was anxious: "Isn't it delicious? I think it's good. Eat more."
Why raised his head and looked directly at Zhuang Jieyu for the first time after entering the house: "I'm not hungry."
"How can you not be hungry? You must have been"?He is thinking about everything that happened that day, and everything that happened in the past years. He can't get out now, at least not now.
Zhuang Jieyu picked up the phone: "This is my boss. I'm going to make a call."
Why don¡¯t you comment and continue to eat with your head down?
Zhuang Jieyu took his mobile phone and went to the balcony.
After a full five minutes, I remembered that Zhuang Jieyu was only wearing indoor home clothes and would definitely freeze to death if he stood on the balcony for so long, so he went to get a coat.
As soon as he approached the balcony, he heard Zhuang Jieyu deliberately lowering his voice and saying, "Mr. Cai, how dare I fight with him? It really wasn't me and him who were fighting, it was someone else. I just happened to be there."
Why were you so stunned? What happened that day was spread?
He saw Zhuang Jieyu rubbing his arms from the cold, then he reacted and pushed open the balcony door. Zhuang Jieyu was startled and immediately stopped talking.
He He handed over his coat, and Zhuang Jieyu quickly put it on. He He closed the balcony door, turned around, took out his cell phone, and searched for the keyword: Song Juhan.
This search is hard to find. The latest news is all about Song Juhan's fight in a hotel. The incident involved Zhuang Jieyu. There were also several blurry photos. Why did I enlarge the photo and found that only Song Juhan and Song Juhan were clearly photographed? Zhuang Jieyu only had a vague profile.
The person who secretly filmed it obviously didn¡¯t know the situation, so he vaguely said that Song Juhan and Zhuang Jieyu had a conflict in the hotel, and they were suspected of being jealous.
Earlier, the news that Song Juhan was bisexual spread everywhere. The industry's attitude towards this kind of thing is that as long as it is not made public, it can be used for hype, but it must not be revealed.
Because Song Juhan was escorted by Song He and Vanessa, he was rarely seen in the circle these years. Even things like being a pigeon for a reality show and fighting with photographers were suppressed by Song He. But these photos, obviously It was secretly photographed by an outsider, and he simply posted it online just to watch the excitement, leaving Song He without even a chance to suppress it.
He He looked at it and suddenly realized that he was paying attention to Song Juhan again. He threw his phone on the sofa like a hot potato.
At this time, Zhuang Jieyu also came in. He covered his nose that was red from the cold and sighed depressedly.
"Is it because of what happened yesterday?"
Zhuang Jieyu nodded: "I didn't go online today. I didn't know there was already a commotion on the Internet." He sighed, "Am I angry? But our boss said I was mentally ill to offend the Song family and his son. I explained to him for a long time before he believed that it was not me and Song Juhan who were fighting."
Why did he lower his head and stop talking?
Zhuang Jieyu said hurriedly: "I didn't take a picture of you anyway, so you don't have to worry about it. After two or three days, no one will care about it. That's how it is in the entertainment industry."
"Um."
Suddenly, the cell phone thrown by He Yi on the sofa rang. Zhuang Jieyu awkwardly went to get it for He Yi, and read the name on the caller display one by one, "Feng Zheng?!"
Why did you raise your head suddenly?
Zhuang Jieyu grabbed the phone, but he didn't know what to do. He was as puzzled as everyone else present about the grievances and grudges between him and Song Juhan, but the only thing that was certain was that it was related to a person named "Feng Zheng."
Why did he feel his body trembling and goosebumps rising? Thinking of Feng Zheng, he felt deeply humiliated.
Zhuang Jieyu swallowed: "Otherwise, we won't answer it."
He He was silent for a moment and stretched out his hand: "Give it to me."
Zhuang Jieyu sighed and had no choice but to hand over the phone, "Well, I'll go to the bedroom to warm myself up, and you guys can talk." He entered the bedroom and closed the door.
Why stared at that name, and with determination, pressed the call button: "Hello."
"Why." Feng Zheng's voice sounded anxious, "I saw the news on the Internet. Is the person who fought with Song Juhan in the restaurant you?!"
Why calmly said: "It's me."
"What's going on? What did Song Juhan do to you?"
"There is no need to mention what Song Juhan did to me. I have a question to ask you." He He clenched his fists secretly, as if that was the only self-esteem he had left.
Feng Zheng had a vague feeling about it, and he said in a deep voice, "You ask."
"Why." He Yi took a deep breath and his eyes turned red instantly. It wasn't until he heard this voice that he realized how much he wanted to punch Feng Zheng in the face. He could hardly restrain his overwhelming anger and gritted his teeth. : "Why don't you tell me that you and Song Juhan are getting along well!"
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