Miss Drama is slightly sweet

Maple Leaf sighed, and slowly began to tell the unfinished story just now.

"Anqier, we are not from the same world! I am not good enough for you! You are a sunflower, growing up in the sun, but you are a cockroach! What the hell am I living in the dark!"

Fu Liu's roar caused Angel to burst into tears.

The most beautiful is nothing but the tears of the fairy, and the most sad is the same.

Angel asked desperately, "Why?"

She spent all her dignity questioning the man in front of her. Although she had guessed the result, Angel still did not give up.

"Because I don't love you, I always have someone I like!"

Fu Liu's veins were furious, he glared round and yelled at Angel, but Angel hesitated to speak, and ran away with tears in his eyes.

Fu Liu hugged his head and cried silently.

He is an ant in the dark, but she is a spoiled princess, a carefree princess.

He lives in darkness now, and he will live in darkness in the future.

He couldn't give Angel the happiness she wanted, and he couldn't give her a safe and stable home. He only gave her endless darkness. You tortured him and didn't want to bring negative energy to Angel.

Angel follows him, that is to suffer.

Fu Liu finally bowed his head in front of love, he was worthless, and he was also the one who got the upper hand...

"Father! Did you threaten Aliu??"

Angel has lost her mind, she always thought that her father threatened him to leave because he was dissatisfied with Fu Liu.

"Angel, do you know what you're talking about? Can I threaten him?"

Angel's father was clearly angry.

"What the hell is that kid who keeps saying that he doesn't love you anymore and wants to leave you!"

Angel's figure was unstable, and she accidentally fell backwards.

How could she believe that it was his beloved man who kept saying that he wanted to leave.

"Dad, you must be joking, right? You must be joking, today is not April 4st, it is not April Fool's Day, you must be joking, you must be joking"

At this moment, Angel was already insane, she couldn't believe that he would say so himself, but the truth was so cruel.

Angel's father sighed helplessly when he saw his daughter's appearance, and wanted to comfort her at a close distance, but Angel pushed him away and rushed out the door.

The Angel in the bar was already in a coma, and the neon men and women in the wine pool came here after a day of exhaustion.

The explosive singing, bewildered men and women, passionate kissers, dancing strippers, and bartenders are all ecstatic in the ocean of night.

This is a bar where Fu Liu often comes to. She loves him, so she came here with a glimmer of hope to run into him.

Maybe they won't meet each other, but Angel doesn't give up a chance.

Angel was fantasizing, fantasizing that she really saw him here, as before, someone would accompany her when she cried, and someone would hold her in her arms when she was drunk.

Indeed, today's Fu Liu came, and he also wanted to meet Angel.

It is a sad and ridiculous fate for two people who are clearly in love with each other and love each other, but say that they don't love each other through their hearts.

Fu Liu once thought that if Angel was the same person as him, then he must love her to the bone.

I will never fall in love with other women in this life, make her a promise to be a couple forever, wear the whitest wedding dress, and walk the most beautiful red carpet.

During the solemn swearing-in session, he might say: "I, Fu Liu, in this life, I only love Angel, even if there are three thousand peach blossoms, just one in my heart is enough..."

Love is separated from mountains and seas, but the love of mountains and seas, no matter how beautiful a butterfly is, it cannot fly across the sea. Even if the two love each other very much, they still cannot escape the master of fate.

If the oath is useful, there is no need to betray it.

Angel's drunken eyes were hazy, and she saw Fu Liu.

Holding the red wine glass, he walked towards Fu Liu.

Fu Liu didn't want to escape, Angel swung her glass and said, "Come for a glass of wine?"

"Okay."

Fu Liu drank Angel's red wine, and before the wine was completely swallowed, her two extremely delicate red lips became entangled.

Looking at Angel affectionately, he put his arms around her slender waist and invited her to dance. The elegant waltz became a scene of light dust in the extravagant and chaotic night.

Out of tune with the surroundings.

Fu Liu carefully hugged Angel's waist, and Angel followed Fu Liu's footsteps, feeling the same as before, the familiar Fu Liu, but less sweet than before, more sad, bitter and helpless.

As soon as the dance was over, Fu Liu became emotional.

"Beautiful lady, would you like to spend a wonderful evening with me?"

It was night and night, and Fu Liu went to the bedroom of the hotel with Mei Jiao Niang in his arms.

"Ah, it hurts so much, Aliu, take it easy!"

The person who was screaming in pain frowned, and Fu Liu felt distressed. Although he was impulsive, his heart softened when he saw her frowning, and he slowed down his movements unconsciously.

Angel lost the first time and gave her the beloved Fu Liu.

Although Angel at night didn't know that he was the real Fu Liu, she felt that even if this person had a three-point resemblance to Fu Liu, it was worth it.

This contest of love finally stopped in the second half of the night.

Angel lay on Fu Liu's chest, panting slightly: "Aliu, do you still love me?"

Fu Liu didn't answer, and it wasn't until Angel fell asleep that he whispered in her ear: "Love, always love."

Gentle movements touched Angel's soft hair.

He loves, but he doesn't have the capital of love. He is dirty and doesn't want to tarnish this pure white girl.

He can't afford to love, and can't love...

After a night of madness, Fu Liu left long before Angel woke up.

Angel could smell Fu Liu's breath on the bed, just a tiny bit, but Angel loved Fu Liu so much that she could smell even the slightest bit.

With his breath, there is her happy face, but this time Angel cried.

Ah Liu wanted her, but left without waiting for her.

Being strangers is their final destination. Angel laughs and cries, and cries and cries and laughs.

Spring went to autumn, and ten months passed in the blink of an eye. She was pregnant in October, and An Qier gave birth to a son. At the same time, she also became a killer, a dark killer, a killer without emotions.

Love abandoned her, and she killed love.

One day later, when she heard that Fu Liu had died, Angel dropped the gun from her hand.

"Dead? It's good to die!"

"Hahaha! How good it is to die!"

"He deserves to die, he deserves to die!"

But it should be a happy thing, why did the tears keep falling from her eyes?This man is dead, this man who once abandoned her is dead, why can't she be happy at all?
……

Angel laughed wildly until the blood came out of her throat, only then did she realize that her tears had dried up.

Crying like a child, the person he loved the most in this life died, because he didn't marry himself, and raised his son for him, and when the son was born, he died without even looking at him.

Angel laughed at her own misery. In this life, she is the man who loves the wrong man after all.