He's so perfect, I'm so humble

I was bathed in the sun, looking from afar, Jiang Qinmian was walking towards me slowly in a gorgeous English dress.

"Manager Jiang, you are always so impeccable."

"Su Chengcheng, what are you talking about? I can't hear you."

"I said, bless you, I hope you will be happy forever."

He smiled slightly, walked around me, and went to the dazzling place.

"You just let him go?" Wei Feng asked behind me.

I said "um".

"Is the happiness of your life so cheap?"

"That's right, it's not as good as his prospects. Look at how beautiful the bride is, and how well-suited she is to him."

"Yeah, a man like him is not worth your affection for him at all. Come with me."

"No no, Wei Feng, where are you taking me? Don't pull me, I don't want to go, Manager Jiang, I want to see him, please let me take one more look at him, just one more look. Don't take me away, I My hand hurts so much, my hand is about to break off, ah my hand..."

Waking up suddenly, the blood on the wrist stained half of the pillow, and the handcuffs were deeply embedded in the skin.Before he could lick his wounds, the door of the apartment was forcibly pried open from the outside.A group of people in uniform broke in. Among the crowd, I saw the angel in my dream at a glance, standing there sacredly, making me unable to tell whether it was a dream or reality for a while.

I thought I would never be able to wait for him again, and burst into tears and burst into sobs.

Ting Yu was forcibly taken away.

When I finally calmed down, I held Manager Jiang's hand tightly and conveyed my meaning: "Can you let Ting Yu go? He didn't do anything to me. I hurt my hand. He didn't hurt me. , let him go, okay?"

Manager Jiang smiled half-smile, I couldn't read the expression on his face anymore.I was sent to the hospital, and for a long time since then, I have never seen Gu Tingyu again, and Manager Jiang never mentioned this person, and I dare not take the initiative to ask.After a long time, if you don't think about it, it's as if he never appeared.Like a floating cloud in the depths of memory, covered by thick smoke and mist, if you don't push away the layers, you won't think of his existence.

If you don't want to be strong, if you care about it, you will be chaotic.

If you want to remember a person, you will never forget it in your life.

If you want to forget a person, if you don't mention it, don't want to, don't care about it, you will eventually fade away.