flash love married

Jian Xiaoxiao's tears soaked his shirt, her swollen eyes could hardly be opened, the tears were still flowing desperately, her heart was extremely entangled, as if someone tied her heart with a rope, and then beat her hard Like a knot.

In fact, she now also knows that no matter how hard she tries, it is impossible to win back his heart, but she can't help thinking about him desperately.

"Are you okay?" Jian Xiaoxiao asked in a pitiful voice.

Yan Cheng sighed, lowered his head and opened her fingers one by one, and said in a low voice, "Go to sleep."

Jian Xiaoxiao didn't struggle anymore, nodded lightly, curled up on the sofa, closed her eyes and fell asleep obediently.

And Yan Cheng was sitting on the chair, looking at the time on the watch, the second hand was ticking away, his emotions seemed to be frozen at this moment, and he only hoped that the sky would light up soon.

At this moment, Qianqian, she was curled up downstairs, looking up at the lighted window, as if a basin of cold water was poured on her head, her whole body was icy cold from the top of her head to her feet, and even her blood froze in an instant. She was helpless as she pushed off a cliff.

She waited until dawn, but the light in the window on the fourth floor was always on. She shed tears countless times, and wanted to go up to find him impulsively, but in the end she didn't take a step forward.

She wasn't mentally prepared, she was afraid that when she saw Yan Cheng and Jian Xiaoxiao's entangled body, she would collapse and burst into tears.

……

One meter of sunlight fell on the sofa through the beige curtains. The woman curled up on the sofa stretched her slender legs slightly. There was already an extra blanket on her body. Knowing that Yan Cheng helped her cover it.

His eyes looked at Yan Cheng who was sitting on the chair beside him, his head was propped on one hand, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, it seemed that he was not resting well.

Jian Xiaoxiao was sitting on the sofa, dragging her chin with both hands and looking at him earnestly. His brows were slightly furrowed, and the lines of his eyebrows and the bridge of his nose were also cold and sharp. Suddenly, he felt like meeting him for the first time. The throbbing had never disappeared, but it was a pity that he no longer belonged to me.

Yan Cheng woke up suddenly, rubbed between his tired brows, his eyes were bloodshot when he opened them, and he stretched tiredly.

"Jason, are you awake?" Jian Xiaoxiao asked softly.

Only then did Yan Cheng turn to look at her, without much emotion, he stood up and picked up the coat at the side and put it on his body.

"Let's go after breakfast? I'll help you make it." Jian Xiaoxiao wanted to stay with him for a while, and quickly stood up to help him make breakfast.

"No." Yan Cheng looked down at the time on his watch, and then murmured, "It's time to go back and wake Qianqian up."

In an instant, the expression on Jian Xiaoxiao's face became stiff, and when she heard those two words from his mouth, it was as if she had slapped herself abruptly.

"Well, good!" She pretended not to care, forced a smile, nodded generously and opened the door for him.

Yan Cheng walked downstairs quickly, hearing his footsteps fading away, she finally closed the door, two crystal tears flowed from her eyes, and crouched against the door in discomfort.

Jian Xiaoxiao rested her chin on her arm, gritted her teeth, and said each word from her mouth, "Jason, if I am destined not to get you, then I would rather die with you and die together..."

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Downstairs, Qianqian was leaning against the wall, her slender body trembling in the wind, her face was ugly.Her eyes were as plain as water looking at the stairs, and her face was as ugly as dead ashes. She seemed to have experienced a serious illness.

The slender figure finally appeared, and her first reaction was to turn around and leave. The cold wind in the morning was blowing, and her body was so stiff that every step she took seemed to hurt her heart.

When he finally saw her, he was startled for a moment, and then ran towards her quickly.

"Qianqian! Qianqian!" He called her name while running over.

And she continued to walk forward at a faster pace as if she didn't hear it, walking fast.Her slender body looked very thin when she walked against the wind, as if a stronger wind could blow her away, and the clothes were blown close to her body, making her look even thinner.

"Qianqian!" Yan Cheng quickened his pace, stepped forward and grabbed Qianqian's hand.

She had to stop. She didn't know whether it was because of the cold, or because she was extremely disappointed. She could not help but tremble slightly.

Gritting his teeth tightly, his skin was taut, tears were rolling in his eyes, and his pretty face looked very pitiful.

"Why are you here?" Yan Cheng was a little surprised, holding her cold hand felt very distressed, it almost felt like icy skin, and he couldn't feel any warmth from her hand.

"How long have you been here? Why are your hands so cold? Why don't you call me?" He covered her hands with both hands and put them to his mouth to breathe.

Suddenly, she jerked her hand away, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and quickly ran away from him.

"Qianqian! Qianqian!" Yan Cheng stepped forward to chase after her again, and hugged her body within a few steps.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." He hugged Qianqian's body tightly, and kept apologizing in her ear.

She didn't say a word, but kept struggling. She had thought about a lot of words last night, thinking about what to say if she saw his first sentence, angry words and complaining words were rehearsed countless times in her mind, Even thought of breaking up.

But seeing him now, she couldn't say a word. There was so much bitterness and helplessness in her heart that she couldn't digest it at all.

"Qianqian, I'm sorry..." Yan Cheng hugged her tightly, while saying sorry, he kissed her cheek, the moment his warm lips touched her cold skin, there was a tearing pain in his heart.

What stupid thing did I do, why did I let her suffer this crime?
When did she come here? She was already icy cold. Could it be last night?

"Qianqian, can you say something?" His eyes were deep, and he had always thought that she was a girl who was so simple that she was almost transparent, but at this moment he couldn't find any way to comfort her, and his heart was in a mess.Calmly, he has nothing to do with such a petite girl.

Dou Da's tears overflowed from her eyes, because of his embrace, it was not so cold, her body gradually warmed up, but her cheeks were still pale and bloodless.

"Yan Cheng, let's break up." She spoke, and there were thousands of things she wanted to say in her mind, but she finally chose this sentence.

Yan Cheng was stunned for a moment, his expression froze there, his hawk-like eyes wanted to see her thoughts clearly, but they couldn't see through.

The rationality in his head was completely confused, her words pierced his heart like a knife, and he hurriedly explained in a hurry.

"Nothing happened between me and Jian Xiaoxiao, can you trust me?"

Qianqian smiled, and sneered bitterly, "Don't you think it's ridiculous when you say this? You stay in the same room all night, how do you want me to believe you?"

"I have unavoidable reasons, please believe me this time?" His voice was very low, and he couldn't even believe such thin words, but he couldn't explain it now, and there were too many reasons for him to say not out.

She pushed him away fiercely, with a trace of hatred in her eyes, the emotions that had been pent up all night finally broke out in her heart.

She raised her hand and slapped him on the face, "You and I are separated from now on, don't come to me again, or I will move to a farther place."

She turned around, ran to the side of the road against the wind, stopped a car and left quickly, and disappeared into the street with anger and hatred.

Yan Cheng clenched his fingers tightly and stood on the spot, unable to move his feet, eager to catch up with her, but his heart was so heavy that he was at a loss.

He didn't know how to explain after he chased her back, he had no way to explain.If the truth of the facts is told, I'm afraid she will only hate herself even more.

Jian Xiaoxiao appeared behind Yan Cheng in a loose coat.

"Jason, it's good for her to let her go and never look for her again. The truth will only break her down. Do you have the heart to let her get hurt again and again?" The road traced by cars sighed quietly.

Yan Cheng turned around, with a gleam of fire in his eyes, "You called her here?"

Jian Xiaoxiao smiled wryly, "Why should I? What's the benefit of me doing this? It's not good for me to quarrel and conflict between you. You still won't come back to me."

He clenched his fists tightly, and his handsome cheeks suddenly became much colder.

"Jason, let her go. If you continue to be with her, one day she will know the truth, and then she will hate you even more. Letting her go now is also a relief." Jian Xiaoxiao put her hands together Cross your chest lightly.

Yan Cheng didn't speak, he turned around and got into the car, which left the community where Jian Xiaoxiao was in a hurry.

Driving all the way, the speed of the car exceeded [-] yards, the wind whizzed by, and the ears could hardly hear any sound from the outside world, but I heard a voice emotionally in my heart.

It was Qianqian's voice, that clear voice like a wind chime, hovering in his heart non-stop.

"Yan Cheng, let's break up."

"Yan Cheng, let's break up."

The grief made him unable to slow down, his eyes were looking ahead, a sharp turn was made, the car drifted, the tires rubbed against the ground making a sharp sound, a puff of green smoke rose and quickly dissipated.

Qianqian, who returned to the flower shop, was extremely depressed.

Inside the store, the eldest sister had already come to work early, and she was on the phone when Qianqian walked over, as if she was chatting with her family.

"If it wasn't for Mr. Yan giving me so much salary every month, I wouldn't commit myself to this small flower shop. All I do are trivial matters, and there is no room for me to play. If this time in previous years, I should be Went to various flower shows."