He no longer belongs to her.

By his side, there is not even a place for her now.

He has a new lover, a new life, only her, left in the past, living alone with some ridiculous memories.

If life is just like first sight, why is Qiu Feng sadly painting a fan.

Waiting for leisure to change but the old people's mind, but the old people's mind is easy to change.

It's cruel.

Lu Qiao wandered in the street in a daze, like a wandering spirit, not knowing where he was going.

The pain in her heart almost made her wonder if she was going to die, but her eyes were dry and aching.

It turned out that the pain was so extreme that even the tears were useless. There was no way to vent the pain, and there was nowhere to get rid of it. It was so stuffed in my heart that it was about to explode.

The sky suddenly started to rain, and drops of cold rain fell on his body, almost chilling his heart.

Lu Qiao looked up at the gloomy sky and smiled miserably.

This dream of hers was really long. It lasted seven years, and when she woke up from the dream, she realized that she had lost my love forever.

I don't know how long I have been walking in the rain. My clothes were wet by the rain, and the coolness penetrated into my bones. It was so cold.

A person came over, "Miss Lu?"

Lu Qiao looked up, his expression suddenly changed.

It turned out that she walked downstairs to the Huo Group without knowing it.

There was a girl standing in front of her. She looked very strange, but she recognized her clothes. She was the girl who entered Huo's with Huo Yan before.

The hands were gathered together forcefully.

Her voice was as gentle as water, "Miss Lu, we meet again."

Have you met before?
Lu Qiao forced a smile, "Hello."

"Can we talk?" Wen Ran pointed to the cafe behind her, "It happens to be raining now, shall we go to shelter from the rain?"

A weak girl should be held on top of her heart, and it would be a sin to let her catch cold in the rain.

Lu Qiao looked away from her pointed face, and said softly: "Okay."

The cafe is much warmer than the outside, and there is a love song, which is more cheerful, singing the sweetness of love,
It doesn't match the atmosphere of meeting their rivals in love at all.

Sitting face to face, Wen Ran spoke first: "Miss Lu, can you take back what I said before?"

Lu Qiao tightly held the cup in her hand, the warm temperature made her feel that she was still alive and had the strength to speak, "What are you talking about?"

She really didn't remember what Wen Ran said, but Wen Ran thought she was pretending to be stupid.

"It was the conversation we had in Happy's private kitchen before. I told you that I would not pester Ah Yan anymore. I quit and wished you happiness. Miss Lu, I regret it now, can you..."

Lu Qiao didn't listen to Wen Ran's words, her attention stopped at the first half of Wen Ran's sentence.

Happy private kitchen.

This is the secret between her and Huo Yan. Has Huo Yan even told this person about this place?

He lowered his head and took a sip of the milk tea.

The very sweet taste made her feel a little better.

"I really love A Yan. Without him, I would not be able to live. Miss Lu, really, I beg you, can you give me A Yan?"

Lu Qiao took another sip of the milk tea, and took another bite of the cake in an instant. The sweetness in his mouth made him feel a little tired.

She doesn't like sweets, but at this time, it seems that only sweets can make her feel a little bit happier.

Is it possible to let go of things like feelings?

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