you at that time

She hummed.

I turned off the light in the living room, and the two of us just occupied one side of the sofa and watched the movie quietly.

I watched the very handsome male lead descend from the sky on the screen, and stood in front of the female lead in a glow. Before he could speak, I yawned deeply.

I predict that there will be a kiss scene next.

Embarrassed in my heart, I turned to look at Lu Sui, and saw that she also picked up the phone and was ready to chat with her head down.

I asked her: "Do you want to eat mango?"

She hummed without raising her head.

I put the pillow aside, took out a green awn from the refrigerator, peeled and deboned it in the kitchen, cut it into pieces, and brought it to the living room.

It's a pity that the emotional scene between the hero and the heroine is not over yet, but the kissing scene should be over. I sighed and put the plate in front of Lu Sui.

Watching emotional dramas with relatives is such a situation of being at a loss. When you are with your friends, you can calmly and enthusiastically discuss the feasibility of various positions of the protagonist when you are with your friends, but when you get together with your family and watch a confession, Your face can turn red.

After eating a few pieces of mango, the plot finally entered the right track and started fighting.

There was a fierce battle on the TV, and my mobile phone suddenly rang. Lu Sui and I were attracted by the sound to bow our heads at the same time, only to see a frame pop out on the screen.

It was Zheng Yujie's WeChat message, and she said: Xu Qiu, I was wrong.

I had a mango in my mouth, I was so scared that I didn't bite it, and it fell to the ground.

I quickly pulled out the paper towel on the table, quickly lowered my head to pick up the mango, wiped the floor quickly, and threw the waste paper into the trash can.

With such a few simple actions, Zheng Yujie sent me several more messages.

Zheng Yujie: I don't want to break up with you.

Zheng Yujie: Are we getting along well?

Zheng Yujie: I was wrong about Xu Qiu.

I picked up the phone and unlocked it, and was about to block her when I saw she sent another message.

Zheng Yujie: Are you at home?

Zheng Yujie: I'm downstairs at your house.

I turned my head to look at the heavy rain outside, then clicked into her profile picture, hesitated for a long time on the delete button, and finally stood up and walked to the window. I looked down and saw a figure downstairs.

I sighed, turned around and said to Lu Sui, "I'll go down for a while."

This is not the first time Zheng Yujie pretended to be pitiful.

We have been together for five years, during which four years were in different places. She found a job in city A last year and moved here, but unfortunately the good times didn't last long. After moving here for half a year, she was seduced by a man with a bad appearance.

During the four years we were in different places, she took the initiative to break up five times. A few days after each breakup, she would always visit me at my door, either to show me her haggard face that hadn’t slept for several days, or to make her cry Swollen eyes, wow, these two sentences are single, and then she apologized to me crazily, begging me to reconcile with her.

Gee.

Why, in my description, Zheng Yujie is a desperate and crazy woman.

In fact, it’s okay, apart from these things, Zheng Yujie treated me very well, and we also had a good time.

It was she who blinded me to the fact that I was green, and now I can't think of anything else except her badness.

When I got downstairs, I looked at her through the restricted glass door that she couldn't get in. I saw her standing in the rain with a very decadent appearance. I took a closer look, yo, she was wearing a raincoat.

It's boring to wear a raincoat. I wanted to open the door and let her in to hide.

I knocked on the glass door, and she ran towards me excitedly after hearing the sound, and successfully hid under the eaves.

I stood half a meter away from the glass door and watched her pull the door indifferently. Seeing that she couldn't pull it open, I motioned for me to open the door. I shook my head and asked, "What do you want to do?"

Her: "What?"

Too much fucking rain.

I touched the mobile phone in my pocket, and I was thinking of calling her, but then I thought it would be too romantic to make a phone call through the glass door, so I gave up and took a small step forward, and asked loudly: "What do you want to do?" ?”

This time she heard me talking, and she said, "Can you let me in first?"

I said: "Not good."

She suddenly cried out of grievance, and slapped the door hard a few times. She looked so pitiful.

She said: "Xu Qiu, I was wrong, I don't want to break up with you."

I looked at her expressionlessly, and asked a question I've been wondering for the past two days: "Have you slept with Gao Zejian?"

She hesitated for a few seconds after hearing this.

In the past few seconds, it seemed that a sword had been inserted into my heart, and also into my brain full of water.

I said, "Let's go."

No matter how unreasonably she makes trouble, I can selectively forgive her, but cheating is different.

I ignored her, turned around and left, because the place where I was waiting for the elevator was within her line of sight, so I had to walk the stairs gracefully.

Climbed to the middle of the first floor, she called me, I cut off without hesitation, and pulled her number into the blacklist.

While waiting for the elevator on the second floor, she sent me a WeChat message, which was as long as five lines of characters. While I lamented how fast she typed, I clicked into the profile picture and blocked her.

When she made a fuss, I felt even worse.

In fact, in the year since she moved here, we had more unpleasant times than before, and sometimes we even had no conversation for more than a month. I actually expected that one day we would completely separate, but I never thought that this separation would be so unpleasant.