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The next week will still be mostly rainy, with my own project plus taking care of Han Kailiang, as well as various trivial matters, such as dealing with car accidents, dealing with ex-colleagues' entertainment, customers' dinners, etc... Liang Xinhe is very busy He didn't touch the ground, and went to sleep every night after washing his pillow.

In the middle of the night, I heard the sound of rain, soft and thin, as if falling on my ears, I reached out to touch it, and there was nothing beside me, only my cheeks were moist.

After Han Kailiang was discharged from the hospital, Liang Xinhe realized that the days were so fast that she didn't realize it, and Zhou Yan never gave her a definite answer.

Zhou Yan's parents are both senior managers of a branch of one of the leading domestic medical device companies in Xicheng. After an internship, she worked there. At the age of 29, she is already a sales manager.

He has a good family background, looks good, is young and promising, is a very outstanding person, and is also her first love.

Zhou Yan said that she was on a business trip, and everything will be discussed when she comes back. Fortunately, she kept her word this time, and she really came.

The night before yesterday, Liang Xinhe dreamed of meeting Zhou Yan for the first time.

She had already had an internship outside at that time, and she didn't want to go, but a girl was temporarily absent that night, so she was pulled by the senior sisters to make up the number.

The restaurant where we had dinner and fellowship that night was quite special, hidden in the mountains and forests, with a picturesque environment.

Outside the balcony on the second floor, the place is spacious and full of wooden dining chairs. Looking far away, you can see the quiet and lush mountain scenery.

Liang Xinhe no longer remembers the appearance of the boys who were friends with that night, nor what they talked about at that time, she only remembers that she was tired and got up to walk.

Looking down from the balcony, one after another retro lighting, the sparks dotted on the tree shadows, the people having dinner, against the green mountain scenery, gathered into a warm literary scene.

Noisy is a bit noisy, but summer nights are really beautiful!

The cool wind blew over, she smiled, brushed her hair, turned around, and saw Zhou Yan.

She was sitting inside by the window, looking at herself.

Liang Xinhe woke up from the dream, momentarily stunned.

In the dream, Zhou Yan's face was very clear, with short hair, exquisite facial features, and a neat temperament. A little orange light smudged her eyes as she stared at herself.

Now, Zhou Yan, who is sitting in front of her, is more mature than the 20-year-old her, with more refined makeup, but her gaze has faded.

The two sat opposite each other in silence, the hot drink in front of them turned cold.

"you……"

"Do we have to separate?" Zhou Yan asked her a step ahead.

The corners of Liang Xinhe's lips curled up a bit, and he snorted lightly. Before she could speak, Zhou Yan said first, "Can we talk calmly..."

"Is it necessary? Zhou Yan," Liang Xinhe's chest rose and fell slightly, "You are the one who cheated."

Her temples twitched and her eyes stared at her without blinking.

Zhou Yan lowered his eyes under her gaze, and when he looked up again, he paused again when he saw her expression, and then said: "I did a bit of an asshole, but I think we have been seven years. Won't it be a pity that it's over?"

Liang Xinhe looked at her, her eyes were a little red, she pursed her lips: "Then let me ask you, if you don't want to break up with me, what about your other one? Will you continue with her too?"

Zhou Yan frowned, and the line of her lips was also tightened. Her expression fluctuated, but she didn't answer the question right away.

Liang Xinhe smiled, "A newcomer wants an old one too? Are you insulting me at Zhou Yan?"

She clenched her fists tightly and tried her best to control them, but she was still trembling.

Why should she suffer such humiliation when killing people is nothing more than nodding their heads.

"Okay, okay, then it's up to you, share it." Zhou Yan looked away.

For a long time, Liang Xinhe couldn't make a sound.

She stared at Zhou Yan's face, feeling her eyes were stinging.

This person cheated on himself, betrayed her, and didn't admit his mistake. He kept treating her coldly, and finally forced her to come to him. He didn't have a clear attitude of admitting his mistake, and he made himself the bad guy.

When did she start to change?

As hearts change, so do people.

Liang Xinhe gritted her teeth fiercely, tears welling up quickly, she turned her face away.

The living room fell into dead silence.

Zhou Yan stared at her, her throat moved, she rubbed her hair agitatedly, got up, walked in front of her, and squatted down.

Her eye sockets were also a little red, and she held hers with both hands.

Liang Xinhe twisted her body to avoid her movements, still tilting her head, two tears fell, and she quickly raised her hand to wipe them away.

"Xinhe, believe me, it was not my intention to hurt you, and it's not that I don't like you anymore, I just..." Zhou Yan looked up at her, and went to shake her hand again. Liang Xinhe didn't hurt her this time , was grabbed by her forcefully.

Liang Xinhe turned her face slowly, her eyelashes were stained with tears, and her eyes were watery staring at her, wanting to listen to what she had to say.

Zhou Yan's heart was muffled by her stare, she lowered her eyes and murmured: "...you know? In the past few years, no, I don't know when it started, I always feel that we can't be so close I'm busy and you are busy too...they don't care about each other..."

"She is younger than us, she is very young, she just graduated from university... When I saw her, I thought of you at that time..."

Liang Xinhe withdrew his hand and let out a cold sneer, "Zhou Yan, are you trying to say that she is my substitute?"

She said softly, one word at a time: "I'm not dead yet!"

Zhou Yan was stunned for a while, and just about to explain, but found that he couldn't say anything, he could only sigh, "That's not what I meant."

"Why don't you admit that you have a change of heart?" Liang Xinhe's cheeks were wet and his eyes were cold, "Zhou Yan, there is no need to say anything now, let's get together and break up."

The room was silent again, and the air pressure was low. Zhou Yan stood up.

"You won't regret it?" she asked.

Liang Xinhe's voice revealed a trace of desperation, and his expression faded: "Your heart is no longer on me, if it is not her, there will be someone else."

"I don't want your hypocritical charity! Zhou Yan, give our relationship a little dignity."

Zhou Yan took a deep look at her, hesitated to speak, and finally only pursed his lips, turned his face and exhaled deeply, she no longer insisted.

"As you like."

Then he lifted his foot and left.

Liang Xinhe slowly leaned back on the sofa and stared at her.

Her eyelashes fluttered, and the back of her leaving step by step coincided with her staring eyes for a second, and then blurred in tears.

In the next few days, Liang Xinhe didn't sleep well, and sometimes she would suffer from insomnia in the middle of the night. The next day, she went to work with black eye sockets, and she was beaten with coffee.

One night when she came home, the light in the entrance was turned on, and she went into the small storage room at the door to change her shoes.

This house type was her fancy, and they were lucky to buy this house before the Xicheng lottery restricted purchases.

Zhou Yan loves to collect sneakers. This small storage room is designed by her to store her shoes. According to her preference, there is a whole wall of fixed-height cabinets, black mahogany black aluminum frame gray glass doors, and hidden light strips.

She looked at the sneakers in the cabinet, and the soles of her feet suddenly became soft, and she leaned against the wall weakly.

"What do you do with your stuff?"

"I'll get it."

"ASAP."

"it is good."

"... Where's the house?"

"Give it to you."

They each paid half of the down payment for this house, the decoration was done by Zhou Yan, and Liang Xinhe's name was written on it.

In fact, Zhou Yan originally planned to buy it in full as a gift for her. She remembered that she put her arms around her and smiled, "Why pay the loan? It's so much easier to buy it all at once!"

"I can't buy it all at once."

"I can buy it, just write your name."

"..."

From the first time we got together, she knew that Zhou Yan's family background was very good, which was unmatched by her family. She liked painting since she was a child, and wanted to study art when she was studying. The mother of a middle school teacher had given everything for her.

She didn't dare to be lazy for a moment when she was studying, and later, in order to better stand beside Zhou Yan, she worked even harder, never daring to have the idea of ​​slack.

When I have achieved something small, I feel that I should be able to pay the down payment for a small apartment by borrowing money, and Zhou Yan wants to buy a large apartment with all the money.

Liang Xinhe first took a fancy to this set in the old city, which is not too big, 97 square meters.In her opinion, it is enough for two people to live in. The house is square, facing south, and the terrain is good. Zhou Yan was originally too small, but she likes it.

She smiled at herself in a very relaxed tone: "Oh, it's okay, my family gave me a house, which is also close to the company. Just let me buy you a house, and we live together!"

She didn't dare to accept it and would not accept it, and insisted on paying the down payment of the loan, which was half of Zhou Yan's.

"Okay, okay, we all contribute money, but we don't need a loan, right? We have to pay back to the bank every month, what a hassle!"

"That's good too. Work hard every day for the monthly payment goal, so you don't dare to be lazy, and you will be particularly motivated to work."

This is one reason, and another reason, if the full payment is made, her money is not enough to pay half of it, let alone the decoration later.

"Hahaha, okay, it's really you!" Zhou Yan smiled and shook her head, as if she couldn't resist her, "It's up to you."

"The decoration depends on you, you are the professional."

"Well, of course."

"Don't worry about the budget, I've covered it all."

"That won't work, we're still one and a half."

"...Okay, okay, I mean you don't have to worry about it, I'll pay for what's over budget, isn't that all right?"

"...We'll talk about it later." She didn't agree clearly.

Liang Xinhe remembered that Zhou Yan looked at her with gentle eyes and a little helplessness, and his tone was slightly complicated, "You, don't be too aggressive."

She used to always say that she was too serious, too competitive, and had no interest, and she was too clear with her. In fact, she could show her softness and act like a baby.

So she finally couldn't stand herself like this, so she went to find someone else.

In the middle of the night, Liang Xinheku was sitting on the ground, cornered by memories, feeling sad, unwilling, resentful, and humiliated, biting each other in her heart.

Exhausted, she covered her eyes and exhaled lightly.

This house can no longer be lived in.

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