we are not lovers GL

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"Frankly speaking, I don't think Mengya seems to be in love, but looking at her recent state, it seems a bit like being in love."

The two who shared the same feeling were suddenly speechless. Some things seemed a bit illogical. There were many illusions in the entertainment industry. In fact, everyone knew it. The more cheers you get, the more applause you get, and who cares whether the fabricated plot is true or false.

"Whether you're in love or broken, it's none of my business. If you're interested, you can check it out yourself. Don't drag me into it. It's better to take care of other people's personal affairs than take care of your work first."

Such an indifferent attitude seems to be impatient to distinguish the boundary between Mengya and himself. When love and hate are integrated into an emotion, the relationship will always be influenced by these two contradictory feelings. To the point of balance, especially when leaning to one side, there will be extreme situations.

"Meng Ya is our business partner, there is nothing wrong with caring about it, alas, women are so scary, they can change from friends to strangers for a man."

It seemed that Ren Jianming was impatient with his words. Yuan Yifan's eyes shot into his eyes like a high-power laser light, which almost burned his retinas, and made him avoid the other party's sight by surprise. , Hurry up and run away with your little tail between your legs.

When Yuan Yifan came out of the beverage shop, the focus of Yuan Yifan's gaze was immediately captured by a familiar figure, as if he had accidentally kicked gold while walking on the road. While walking, he hesitated whether he should continue to follow the other party's footsteps.

This is not Mengya's usual route home. Her curious feet are not controlled by her thoughts. When Yuan Yifan was still arguing with her persistent moral ideas, her feet had already brought her into a supermarket unconsciously.

Meng Ya, who was pushing the trolley, let go of the aura of a working woman, picked up the ingredients carefully, as if she had changed into a set of virtuous clothes, and the air flowing around her seemed to make people smell the fragrance of happiness Yuan Yifan couldn't help but feel both envious and sad when he watched this scene.

The menu has probably been figured out, and Mengya's purchases are fast. Yuan Yifan keeps a distance from her that will not be lost or discovered, and follows the target to the end according to the role-playing of a detective in the drama.

An urban beauty dressed in fashion, with a designer handbag hanging on one shoulder, and a bag containing ingredients in both hands, a mixture of a fashionable woman and a home woman is displayed on Mengya at the same time, and there is no sense of disobedience at all.

Slowly changing from the frequent scenes on the street to the leisurely scene of the residential area, after walking for a short distance, Yuan Yifan noticed that Mengya stopped in front of a house, and saw that she rang the doorbell and waited for the people in the house to give her a call. When she opened the door, Yuan Yifan subconsciously quickened his pace, but suddenly slowed down after taking a few steps forward.

Because the sad feeling became more and more intense as she walked forward, her uncontrollable sadness surged up from her heart like a boiling soup, drowning her curiosity at once, and at the same time extinguished her from the very beginning. He couldn't tell whether it was anger or the passion of caring, and the pace of his feet became cold for a while.

What is the purpose of following here? Is it because my dignity is not enough to be tortured, so I deliberately use the happiness I can't get to nuè my feelings?

Thinking of this, Yuan Yifan's heart was completely cold.

It's just that we haven't seen each other for a few hours. Enyan seems to have taken an elixir that will take immediate effect. The complexion on her face is much better than when she saw it this afternoon. There is more blood on her fair cheeks, and even her smile has changed. Much milder.

"I want you to buy groceries and cook for me after get off work. I'm sorry to trouble you again."

The relationship between the two has narrowed from the distance of 1000 million miles away from strangers to the distance of good friends. For Mengya, Enyan's words made her feel a little strange.

"Anyway, I want to eat, so I can eat it together, and it's good to eat in a different environment once in a while."

Everyone said so, and being polite would be hypocritical. Enyan didn't say anything anymore, thinking that she should accept this kindness generously.

The two of them walked into the kitchen side by side carrying a bag of bags. Meng Ya insisted that Enyan sit beside her to rest, while she took care of the work to be done by herself.

Eun-yeon, who was doing nothing, propped her chin with one hand and her elbow with the other, silently looking at the woman who cooks for her with eyes as tender as water that she didn't realize .

The aroma of cooking in the kitchen blended with the faint warm atmosphere in the air, and the happiness index continued to rise like white smoke in the pot, making the corners of Enyan's mouth rise along with it, and the sweetness in her heart was basking in the air. On the face, the slanted pear dimples at the corners of the mouth seemed to be showing off the master's good mood.

The cold wind blew all night, and when Mengya finally appeared again, Yuan Yifan knew that she had fallen into the quagmire and couldn't extricate herself from it. Even though this was the craziest stupid thing she had ever done in her life, she didn't feel any regret at this moment.

Hiding in a hidden place, he stared at the woman who walked out of the door like a cat. Although he was very clear that he was doing something meaningless, he still couldn't help but plunge into it. An inexplicable feeling of emptiness, like a silent sigh for his own stupid behavior.

Finally, her waiting was rewarded. She didn't expect the owner of the house to appear suddenly. She was extremely surprised that the person who came out after Mengya was not the man she expected, but Another strange woman!

The mentality of being ready to be nuè was replaced by a sudden sense of curiosity. She had no regard for the consequences, and risked being found by changing from a hidden place to another more conspicuous place, just to be able to see and see clearly. The person Mengya said goodbye to at the door but was still in love with her.

With this distance, I still can't see the person's appearance clearly, but I feel that his looks may be comparable to Meng Ya's. The few street lights in front of the house seem to be covering for the two of them. The low-key lights obscure the ambiguous picture. It makes people miss some brain-filling plots.

After Mengya turned and left, Yuan Yifan noticed that the hostess of the house was still leaning against the door, looking forward like a dummy. Although she couldn't see the woman's expression clearly, she could feel the sticky Affectionate eyes are sending Meng Ya's fading figure away.

I played a guest role as a detective for one night, and stayed here for several hours. I didn't see the rumored male lead, but discovered the seemingly unusual relationship between the two women!

Yuan Yifan stood there in a daze for a long time, the messy feeling was like a pile of knotted wool, stuffed in her heart thickly, so that she couldn't tell what she was feeling at the moment. After a lot of struggle, he still couldn't escape from the imagination that was bound by confusion.

Is the truth an illusion, or is the illusion the truth? She knew that the answer would definitely not come at this moment.

After experiencing the feelings of a lunatic and a stalker, Yuan Yifan decided to return to being a normal woman. On the way home, facing the cold wind, a gust of chill woke up the rationality buried by the impulse, and the condemning heart was repeating to remind himself, This kind of experience is only for this time, definitely not for the next time.

It's a pity that this idea only persisted for one night. When Ren Jianming said that Mengya asked for leave to take care of a sick friend, Yuan Yifan couldn't wait for the usual time to get off work. After finishing some important affairs, he hurried out of the room. He was in a hurry to leave, but before he reached the door, he was caught by Ren Jianming.

"Hey, where are you rushing to? Have a date with a beautiful woman?"

It is rare to see Yuan Yifan's expression in such a hurry. Ren Jianming's teasing tone was full of temptation, and his indifferent expression was actually somewhat melancholy. Years, but still unable to catch the heart of the goddess.

"My friend is sick and waiting for me to take care of her. Let alone, I am rushing to buy medicine."

As soon as the woman finished speaking, the moving figure quickly left Ren Jianming's sight, and was thrown a few meters away, watching the elevator door slowly closing through the glass door, Ren Jianming's head seemed to be unable to catch it. The signal TV channel has no content, only a black screen.