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"Xia Shangzhou, I thought you made it very clear when we met last time."

The same restaurant, the same location, but two completely different atmospheres.

"Really, what did we say?" Xia Shangzhou turned around his coffee cup from years ago, with a haughty look on his face, he didn't think so.

"You said at the beginning that it was just a coincidence that you chose our studio." Yu Hesheng repeated word by word what Xia Shangzhou had said to him that day.

"It was a coincidence."

Xia Shangzhou took a sip of coffee, and then put his gaze on Yu Hesheng's face. After a while, he continued slowly:

"But why is it a coincidence, don't you really know why?"

"Because of you, I happened to choose this studio."

This sentence is a double entendre.

Rubbing his brows, Yu Hesheng really didn't want to get too entangled with Xia Shangzhou here, so he asked a little weakly: "What do you want to do?"

What exactly does Xia Shangzhou want to get from her?

Yu Hesheng couldn't figure it out.

He has no money, is not young, and the sincerity he once offered with both hands has been abandoned like a piece of trash.

So, what is left of him?

Obviously nothing.

"Come back with me, come back to me." Xia Shangzhou also put forward his conditions straight to the point.

"Do you think it's possible? Or, I proposed divorce at the beginning, so you still feel ashamed even today."

"But I have never told anyone about the things between the two of us, and I have never been complacent or complacent because I filed for divorce first."

In fact, in fact, there is no one around Yu Hesheng, or in the distance, there is always someone who can listen to what he said.

His friends had been emptied out one by one by Xia Shangzhou without knowing it.

"I don't want to get a divorce. I never wanted to get a divorce." Xia Shangzhou stretched out his hand, trying to hold Yu Hesheng's hand, and trying to infect Yu Hesheng with his emotions, trying to remind him of their sweet past.

However, the moment he stretched out his hand, Yu Hesheng put his hand off the table, and correspondingly, Yu Hesheng frowned slightly.

"Xia Shangzhou, what do you mean, everything you do is because... you like me?"

Yu Hesheng considered this sentence for a long time.

And just as he finished speaking, he heard Xia Shangzhou reply very quickly: "No, I don't like you, I just love you."

Unable to control it, Yu Hesheng poured the coffee in his hand towards Xia Shangzhou, and the warm coffee splashed all over Xia Shangzhou.

Even in such an extremely angry situation, Yu Hesheng still appeared very restrained, because he could have thrown it at Xia Shangzhou's face.

"Xia Shangzhou, I have never felt that a person can make me feel so sick."

Throwing these words, Yu Hesheng stood up from the chair, then left the seat, and walked towards the door.

"Hush, you will always come back."

The coffee all over his body didn't seem to make Xia Shangzhou feel angry. He only took out a few pieces of paper, and wiped them off.

However, if you look carefully, you will find that Xia Shangzhou's hands are shaking slightly.

It's just that the magnitude of the jitter is not large.

Yu Hesheng said that he was sick.

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After leaving the coffee shop, Yu Hesheng was a little aimless, and his hands that poured coffee were actually trembling slightly.

How could there be someone like Xia Shangzhou?

If Yu Hesheng hadn't given his heart, then Xia Shangzhou might just laugh at Xia Shangzhou's attitude now, but he has really given his all.

And after giving everything, he got such an embarrassing ending.

If this is the finale, then that's all. The word love, except for those who are so perfect that the grass grows again on the grave, the others will always have more or less regrets and remorse.

This is man-made, but also destiny.

But Xia, Shang and Zhou should not trample on their feelings like this.

How could he, how dare he?She even said she loved him.

Such a sentence that seems to be affectionate in the eyes of others falls in Yu Hesheng's ears, it is a piercing suona, urging the soul to kill.

Xia Shangzhou said that he would go back, but why, why did he think that he would be forced to play this emotional game with him because of the studio?

Yu Hesheng did not regret divorcing Xia Shangzhou, but he regretted it more than once. The matter of divorce should wait a little longer, wait a little longer, and wait for Xia Shangzhou to take the initiative.

Perhaps, these things will happen now.

Walking to the park in a daze, Yu Hesheng did so and sat on the bench, staring blankly for a long time.

The ringtone of the mobile phone became silent when he left the coffee shop, even though he saw several missed calls.

He doesn't want to think about many things.

For example, what should the studio do next.

He had to use all his strength to suppress his guilt.

If it wasn't for him, it would be impossible for the studio to meet customers like Xia Shangzhou.

After an unknown amount of time, a child suddenly fell down in front of Yu Hesheng. Yu Hesheng stared blankly, but didn't make any movements. He was in a daze. He just realized that someone had fallen.

The crying sound has only become one of thousands of sounds,

By the time the child's family hurriedly helped the child up, the child was already crying until he hiccupped.

"Hey, let me tell you, sir, my cub fell, can't you help me up?"

The tone is harsh, but he knows where he stands.

"I'm sorry." Yu Hesheng murmured softly, looking at the crying child whose face was flushed.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry." Yu Hesheng repeated this sentence.

The woman holding the child took her child away vigilantly.

"Unlucky, it turned out to be a lunatic."

Only the last sentence fell into Yu Hesheng's ears.

He silently covered his eyes with his hands, still saying "I'm sorry".

It's just that no one knows who the "I'm sorry" is saying to.

It was getting late, and Yu Hesheng stood up from the bench. After doing it for a long time, his legs were slightly numb, but he walked very vigorously.

Think about it tomorrow, he is too tired today.

Yu Hesheng never clicked on the missed call.

In front of the rental house, under the dim street lights, a man in a windbreaker looked at Yu Hesheng slowly, and smiled softly with the corners of his mouth raised.

"Xiao He, come here."

Yu Hesheng looked at Fu Zibai, but couldn't say a word.