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After saying this, Ling Jiajia was extremely arrogant, took two steps forward, opened the door and went downstairs.

"Ling Jia Jia" Detective An watched the haughty figure gradually disappear from his sight, and the anger in his heart was so great that it would definitely burn people to death.

Some of them were sick, some were injured, some were injured, but their proud self-esteem made them unwilling to bow their heads for the other.

How did this woman know about Yue'er?

An Zhenshao half-closed his eyes. Could it be Ling Shaoqing? Even if he was a god, he couldn't guess it. That name was called out by himself when he was unconscious.

Ling Jiajia slammed the door and walked slowly along the riverside of the path. It was already 13:[-]. Ling Jiajia's physical illness and forehead injury were not bad, but the name seemed like a Like a bomb buried in my heart.

No matter what you say, it's good, my man has another woman in his heart, and when he is fainting, he will cry so ambiguously and tenderly, even if he doesn't care, he will feel uncomfortable to some extent.

"Hey." Lingaga turned around and looked at a long chair by the river. She walked over and sat on it.

Looking at the people coming and going in front of him, Ling Jiajia couldn't help but smile wryly when he thought of his own feelings.

Although she is not too big, she is not too small, but now she feels ruined.I can't go home, I can't do work, and I have to act with a man I don't know well.God knows how miserable she is?

Looking at the dazzling sun, Lingaga felt that her eyes were very uncomfortable and stretched out her hands to cover her eyes and the sun.

"Do you think you are happy?"

When Lingaga was about to fall asleep with his eyes closed, a familiar voice suddenly came from his ears.

Ling Jiajia opened her eyes abruptly as if she had been touched by electricity, and what caught her eyes against the sunlight was Zhao Jun's sunny and handsome face.

"Why are you here?" Lin Jiajia felt very surprised and sat up straight.Looking at the familiar face in front of her, she wanted to laugh at herself a little bit. It was a good marriage, but in the end she made it like this.Who is to blame?She should not blame herself.

Zhao Jun ignored Ling Jiajia's question, and just like three years ago, he slowly squatted beside her, reaching out to hold her cold little hand.

Ling Jiajia trembled all over, and wanted to withdraw his hand, but Zhao Jun was reluctant to let go, he held her hand and slowly pressed it to his face. "Do you still love me?" There was a trace of anticipation and sincerity on that sunny and handsome face.

Ling Jiajia turned her head away and looked at the pedestrians on the side of the road. She didn't want to look into those eyes.Because those eyes had given her countless encouragements.I have spent many good days with her, but unfortunately all of this is in the past.

"I'm not good enough for you." Linga was moved.

Does she love him?No need to ask, of course I still love. After all, how can it be so easy to just forget about the three-year relationship?And it's not that he is sorry for her, but she is sorry for him, so I can only say that she is not worthy of him.

When Zhao Jun heard this sentence, a charming smile immediately appeared on his originally dull face: "Jajia, you mean you still love me, right?" He was as happy as a child, and followed her. Hands are getting tighter and tighter.

But she herself didn't want to answer. The relationship between them is a foregone conclusion, and there is no way to undo it.

"I'm sorry, I have something else to do. I'll be leaving first." Linga got up abruptly. At this moment, she just wanted to escape from here immediately, and didn't want to hear or look.Because she was afraid that if she took another look at Zhao Jun, the protective color in her heart would be defeated.Standing up, he suddenly wanted to withdraw his hand.However, when Zhao Jun saw this, he grabbed Ling Jiajia's hand even harder. He always had a feeling in his heart that once he let go of her hand now, she would never belong to her in the future.

"But I can't forget you." Zhao Jun stood up and looked at Ling Jiajia: "I love you, and I have never stopped loving you."

Lin Jiajia's heart twitched violently when she heard Zhao Jun's confession again, she suddenly turned around and her eyes were slightly red: "So what if I love you, Jun Zhao? I am no longer the pure woman back then, you Dong?"

"I understand. But what I love is not your body, but your person." Zhao Jun violently broke Ling Jiajia's body back, and the two faced each other. When he saw her tears, he stretched out his hand to wipe them away for her. . "Let's elope, to a place where no one knows us, and start over."