Chapter 16: There is a pain called first love

Chapter 16-There is a pain called first love
Jian Mo secretly swallowed, covering all the emotions just now, "It's not that you asked for indefiniteness last night..." Her voice was a little bit irritating.
Suddenly thank you for getting along with Gu Beichen for more than a year, as if any emotion can instantly change into a pleasure to please him.
Sure enough, Gu Beichen smiled evilly at the corner of his mouth, stepped forward to embrace Jian Mo and kissed her eyebrows, "If you say...because I am a little sad not coming back these two days, I will be happier."
Jian Mo twitched, "Then if I really said that, would you think I was too greedy?"
"Well, maybe." Gu Beichen raised his eyebrows, "but I'm still very happy." He charmed Sansheng with a smile, then let go of Jian Mo and walked out.
The walk is chic, just like when I came...
Gu Beichen was born with a sense of superiority, not only because of his identity as the Gu family and the blessing of the Emperor Group, but also because he was a Los Angeles myth.
He has identity, education, looks, money...so that such a person naturally forgets how to put people in front of him, and only knows how to let people chase him in their footsteps.
Jian Mo couldn't think about it, but sat on the sofa with a little limp body...
The nose was so sore, and the eyes seemed to be swollen and painful...something gradually blocked the sight and blurred the whole world.
Jian Mo curled up her legs, held her arms, and buried her face in her arms...
Is there a kind of person who can suffocate you as long as you mention his name?
Chu Zixiao, this name used to be synonymous with happiness and joy for the former Jian Mo... But two years ago, from the night when he lost everything, he became untouchable pain.
"Zi Xiao, waiting is not as easy as I imagined. I'm sorry, I met another person in my life... Let's break up!"
No one knows how difficult it was for her to send duplicity text messages. It was like a knife cutting her heart so hard that she could hardly breathe in pain.
Tears, hot, overflowing from the eye sockets, slowly winding down the cheeks...the corners of the mouth were smudged, and it was completely salty.
Jian Mo's body began to tremble... Although she had expected such a day a long time ago, she didn't know how to face it.
What a ridiculous relationship that the former lover became his husband's nephew?
Jian Mo was uninterested in what she did all day, her face was not good, and her eyes were a little red... The atmosphere of the whole group today became a little depressed because of her silence.
"Xiang Wan, you go to explore the wind..." Mo Xiaoya couldn't bear the atmosphere, and she flicked Xiang Wan to ask what happened.
Xiang Wan hurriedly shook his head with a face of resistance, "No, sister Mo seems to be able to freeze people to death today."
"I don't know what happened," Mo Xiaoya put her hands on her cheeks, "you can help the staff when you say it."
Ding Dang looked through the glass at Jian Mo who was in the design room and fell into his own thoughts, "According to my estimate...I'm broken in love."
With a "huh", everyone looked at Ding Dang, each of them staring wide, as if she knew the inside story.
Ding Dang sat upright and looked at the three people alertly, "I, I'm just guessing..."
Everyone didn't speak again, looked at each other, and then shrugged their shoulders... In fact, Jian Mo's expression today was indeed a broken-hearted look, the one that was dumped early in the morning.
However, her mood right now is no different from being broken in love... The depressed mood that has been avoided for almost two years, in the name that Gu Beichen spit out this morning, instantly burst out.
Jian Mo didn't know how he got off work, so the whole person got out of the elevator as if he had lost his soul. He didn't even look at it but reached the first floor, not the underground parking lot.
She followed people out of the elevator, when she was standing outside the office building, she subconsciously looked up at the sky... The weather will be fine tomorrow morning, and it will suddenly become gloomy now, as if a storm is coming...
Seattle, the United States, is a rainy city, as if bathed in rain for more than half of the year.
Standing in a small white western-style building, Chu Zixiao watched the drizzle, a trace of indifference appeared on Jun Yi's face, and there was no feeling in his eyes...
"I'm going back suddenly, why...reluctant?" My friend Tang Yu opened the door and watched the teasing opening of Chu Zixiao's back. He leaned against the door with his arms around his chest.
Chu Zixiao narrowed his gaze slightly, and took out the hand he had copied in his trouser pocket. There was already an extra ring in his palm...Platinum, without complicated patterns, except that there was a letter "J" in the inner circle.
There was some sadness in the eyes, and Chu Zixiao suddenly grabbed his hand, and tightly buckled the ring in his palm, the closest vein leading to the atrium...
Feeling the unusual breath of his friend, Tang Yu frowned slightly, "What? Don't want to go back?" He paused slightly, "Or... afraid to go back?"
"Ayu, I still remember the scene at the airport when we came here as a child..." Chu Zixiao said, with a trace of husky pain in his voice, "Could it be... all the feelings were lost to the distance?"
Tang Yu sighed, "Really...I don't believe that Jian Mo is such a quick transference."
At that time, Luo University, as a master of architectural design and a schoolgirl, Jian Mo who didn't know? The cold and arrogant ones are like iceberg snow lotus, and don't put anyone in their eyes...
However, such a girl has become warmer because of Zi Xiao...
Their love is very famous, everyone is a man of the world, one is cold, the other is alienated in a smile, but when two people come together like this, everyone feels that they are born for each other.
In less than a year, Jian Mo said that she fell in love with someone else and wanted to break up with Zi Xiao...Without any room for maneuver, the phone was turned off, and then the number was changed, which was unfeelingly shocking.
He still remembered that when it was raining heavily in Seattle that day, Zi Xiao had booked a ticket to return to China just like crazy, but it was good fortune to make people...
Tang Yu didn't want to recall that memory, he always felt too heavy, "If you can't let it go, please ask clearly when you go back..."
Whether it’s painful or hard-working, you must die, right?