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Any fool can see that what Wan Qiao said was just angry words, not to mention that Wu Ye is not stupid, so he naturally wouldn't think that Wan Qiao would really dump him because of the exposure.

The other party just wanted to express that no matter how he explained it, the matter of his ex was always a knot.

Wu Ye really regrets it now, she shouldn't have let Wan Qiao know of Xie Jibei's existence hastily back then.

"Qiao Qiao." The man with two luggage bags followed silently, trying to explain: "Isn't it good that we are doing this now?"

If you have a job, you can work together, if you don't have a job, you can get bored together, and you don't have to worry about food and drink in life, let alone worry about the pressure from your parents... Oh no, Wan Qiao still has parents.

"By the way, will your parents interfere with your boyfriend?" Wu Ye persevered in talking beside Wan Qiao. He thought, Wan Qiao seems to have a big brother, so the pressure should not be too great.

Looking at the heartless man, Wan Qiao just felt that all his efforts were being fed to the dogs. Yes, Wu Ye certainly felt that it was very good now. He could have everything without having to do anything, and he could even remember the lost Bai once in a while. Moonlight, and I am like a free bed warming tool, oh no, not only is it free but also subsidized, there is no such good thing in the world anymore.

The key hurt Wan Qiao's palm, but his heart ached even more. He was afraid that if he questioned him to the end, the other party would think that he was narrow-minded, mean and furious.

"Okay." Wu Ye couldn't get a response from Wan Qiao, and he carried his bag awkwardly, no matter how dull he was, he knew it was not suitable to take a bus, so he hailed a taxi.

The two went to their new home.

Seeing the brand-new new home, Wan Qiao couldn't help showing a sarcastic smile again. This house was no longer rented. Seeing that Wu Ye liked it, he was fascinated and bought it.

"Look at the layout here, are you satisfied?" Wu Ye has been busy with the soft furnishings of this house for a long time, and now he still has a sense of accomplishment, so he can't help showing off to Wan Qiao.

"It's okay." Wan Qiao casually perfunctory.

Even so, if he is willing to speak, Wu Ye is thankful.

"Then I'll make something for you to drink." The atmosphere of sitting in this way was helpless, and Wu Ye fiddled with boiling water to drink.

That very common drink must have been bought by Wu Ye in the supermarket. Before that, this kind of drink would never even appear in front of Wan Qiao.

Frowning and drinking something that was actually useless, thinking of the question the other party asked just now, about the pressure from her parents, Wan Qiao answered silently in her heart, her parents would not object to her having a boyfriend, but they would object to a penniless man like Wu Ye. friend.

But Wu Ye still feels good about himself, and doesn't know how to work hard for the future of the two of them.

Feeling weak for a while, Wan Qiao put down the glass and stood up and asked, "Which one is the guest room? I'll take a nap first, and call me after cooking."

Wu Ye was taken aback: "Guest room? Just sleep in the master bedroom, I'll take you there." He stood up and picked up the luggage beside him.

"No need, put down the luggage, and I'll leave after dinner."

"What?" Wu Ye just felt unable to react.

The doubt on his face will only make Wan Qiao feel worse, as if he is singing a one-man show, and only he cares about whether he loves her or not.

"Nothing." Wan Qiao looked at him coldly: "I just want you to know that I deserve the best."

Putting aside the absent-minded Wu Ye, he left the living room, found a deserted and unpopular guest room, and threw himself on the bed.

Hearing the knock on the door, Wan Qiao ignored it.

He hugged the quilt that still smelled like sunshine, and reflected on himself severely. If he hadn't been too proactive, and would go to bed with Wu Ye every time without knowing why, making the other party think it was a matter of course, there would be no situation today.

Even though he was lying on this strange bed, still thinking about Wu Ye's fiery chest, Wan Qiao still resisted going out and continued to be someone else's new love.

"Okay, then you go to sleep first, I'll call you later." Wu Ye knew that Wan Qiao was angry, but he really had no position to persuade Wan Qiao to be magnanimous, after all, while making out with Wan Qiao, I really haven't forgotten the last relationship.

Wan Qiao said that he deserves the best, of course Wu Ye knows what it means.

"Alas." While cooking, because he was absent-minded, Wu Ye cut his finger and immediately bled.

Fortunately, the wound was not that big, so I could continue to work after treating it with a Band-Aid.

Half an hour later, the dinner was freshly baked.

Wu Ye called Wan Qiao up, and the two of them sat at the dining table in their new home, one chattered in a good-tempered manner, and the other sullenly did not move.

"What's wrong with your hand?" Wan Qiao suddenly saw the glaring Band-Aid wrapped around Wu Ye's finger, and his eyes darkened.

"Oh, I scratched it accidentally, it's fine." Wu Yehun didn't care, and brought a bowl of egg drop soup to Wan Qiao: "Drink it while it's hot."

Wan Qiao wanted to say that he was clumsy, but Wu Ye was very enthusiastic, filling soup for a while, and adding vegetables for a while, but that mouth was so clumsy that he couldn't say a good word no matter what.

There were exquisite home-cooked dishes on the table, but Wan Qiao really didn't have any appetite, so he said he was leaving after drinking a bowl of soup.

Holding the bowl, Wu Ye was a little surprised: "Is it so fast? You don't want to eat?"

"No appetite." Wan Qiao said, "Okay, I wish you a happy stay here."

"But..." Wu Ye got up and followed Wan Qiao. When he saw Wan Qiao pick up his luggage, he felt a dull pain in his heart when he thought of Wan Qiao's excitement of packing his luggage: "Why do you want to leave all of a sudden?"

Wan Qiao: "You don't want me to come here, is it interesting to be fake now?" He left behind a sentence, put on his shoes and went out.

Wu Ye: "It's not that I don't want you to come here, I'm just afraid of being photographed by the media." He followed out, suddenly feeling that there was nothing he could do with such Wanqiao.

"Yeah, that's why I'm leaving." Wan Qiao said, wearing a hat and sunglasses, tapped the elevator door button, and walked in.

Wu Ye was in a dilemma, for a moment he didn't know whether to continue to follow, or to watch the other party leave.

Finally the elevator doors closed.

"Oh." Wu Ye didn't continue to follow because he was really afraid of being photographed and causing trouble to Wan Qiao.

Although he believes that Wan Qiao's temper comes and goes quickly, and if there is no accident, he will automatically contact him in two days.

But the fuse will always exist, as long as it touches sparks, it will explode. This is an unsolvable problem.

Wu Ye silently ate the cold dinner, feeling unhappy.

He knew that the balance in his heart was not in favor of Wan Qiao, so he felt even more guilty.

——Qiao Qiao, I will always be with you.

When Wu Ye made this promise, he despised himself in his heart.

Because this is not what Wan Qiao wants most, and what Wan Qiao wants most, he dare not promise at all.

Wan Qiao did not reply to this message, and did not contact Wu Ye the next day.

Wu Ye was worried that something would happen to him, so he went there in the afternoon, but found no one at home.

Unable to resist guessing the other party's mood, Wu Ye had no choice but to call directly, but it was Wan Qiao's assistant who answered the phone, asking Wu Ye what's the matter?

"Where's Teacher Qiao?"

"Brother Qiao is working, does Fifth Brother have anything to say?"

Wu Ye thought about it, but still didn't say anything.

"No need, thank you."

Has Wan Qiao started working yet?

But Wu Ye remembered that yesterday morning Wan Qiao also revealed that he had no job to take up recently, and that his manager had always wanted him to take up a job and so on.

Another day later, Wan Qiao still didn't call, Wu Ye had no choice but to go to the door at night to find someone.

Wan Qiao's house was pitch black, apparently the master hadn't come back yet.

This situation is really unusual.

Wu Ye sat on the sofa and called, and when he heard the voice was an assistant again, he asked, "Is Teacher Qiao so busy?"

The assistant stammered: "Ah..."

At that moment, Wu Ye understood that Wan Qiao wasn't busy, but deliberately didn't answer her phone.

It can be seen that the house will not come back in a short time.

"Please ask Teacher Qiao for me, do I still have a chance to talk to him?" Wu Ye asked the assistant.

"Okay, okay." The assistant put down the phone, and after a while, another voice sounded: "What do you want to say?"

Wu Ye: "When will you come back, I miss you." Holding back the guilt in his heart, he said words that amounted to coaxing.

"You mean, you think I will appear in front of you?" The other side laughed: "Wu Ye, what do you think I am?"

The assistant's eyes widened from the side, what, what's going on...

"that is not what I meant."

"what does that mean?"

Wu Ye didn't want to think about the dispute, and said quickly: "I didn't force you, if you really feel disgusted, then let's calm down first..."

"And then?" Wan Qiao asked: "Because I like you, and then after you beckoned, came back to you like a dog?"

assistant:"……"

"That's not the case." Wu Ye gritted his teeth, but he just couldn't tell. You are the only lie in my heart. I only love lies about you, because this is a paradox in itself: "We must care about people who no longer exist. ?"

"Yes, I want to care about it." Wan Qiao was decisive, afraid that he didn't hear clearly: "I'm very narrow-minded, I can only allow the people with me to only have me in their hearts, because I'm worth it."

"But he is you..." Wu Ye clenched his fists sorely.

"What, it's such a time, Wu Ye, you still think I'm a fool to play me?" Wan Qiao became even more angry, and felt that his brain was flooded, so he kept talking nonsense to this bastard again and again.

"..." Wu Ye smiled wryly, and felt that he regarded others as fools. Even if the soul is one person, each life is an independent consciousness. How could they admit that they are the same person? It really is because they took it for granted: "Sorry, I shouldn't have said these things to you."

"Yes, it seems that I am just a substitute for you in desperation. After all, I am a living person standing in front of you, and I am no match for the dead one." Yes, the proud son of heaven who has always been praised by others, never dreamed that one day he would be so despised by others: "Then you can live with the urn and don't mess with me, I deserve the best!"

The last sentence was almost shouted out, which startled the assistant beside him.

Then I saw the man who was usually very cold, throwing away the phone angrily, his hand was still shaking from anger for a long time.

"Qiao, Brother Qiao?"

"Don't spread a word of what you said just now." Wan Qiao said fiercely, "Okay, go out, don't come in and disturb me if you have nothing to do."

Assistant: "Well, that job..."

"Push it off."

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