Xie Qiu showed up once and rushed towards the bedroom door once, and Chu Jiang picked her up once and threw her back once.

After five times in a row, Xie Qiulu may have been tired, no longer got up, and lay on the bed without fear at all, crying silently.

Silent crying can sometimes be more heartbreaking.

Chu Jiang could only shake his head and sit silently on the edge of the bed with her, what else could he say at this moment?

In the final analysis, tonight's diorama was led by Chu Jiang, especially the two lines written by Chu Jiang himself, just a few lines, completely stripped Bo Jiangwen, the son of the family.

Let Xie Qiulu, who was already powerless and struggling to support herself, retreat step by step, her heart was as bright as a mirror, the man in front of her was too terrifying, because he had thoroughly studied human nature, and he himself seemed to be invulnerable.

"You're so ruthless!" After a while, Xie Qiulu wiped away her tears, and her eyes bloomed with coldness.

Chu Jiang just smiled bitterly, and the others he wanted to answer, no, in fact, he was not ruthless enough, if he was ruthless enough, he would not stop her from going to Bo Jiangwen to make a scene.

"How can you bear to use such a method?" Xie Qiulu saw that Chu Jiang was silent, and continued to say coldly.

Chu Jiang continued to smile bitterly, and did not answer, the boss of the God of War has always been like this, either he will make a move, or he will hit the enemy's vital point, not so much that the beautiful master taught him, it is better to say that this is his innate talent.

"Should I hate you, or should I thank you?" Xie Qiulu's gaze remained unchanged, but his tone changed a little.

Because she is a smart woman, and she is a very, very smart woman, but the previous perfectionist view of love is like a leaf that covers her beautiful eyes, making her unable to see the true face of Bo Jiangwen.

At this moment, the leaf fell, and Tarzan appeared in front of her eyes, and she had a feeling of enlightenment.

Hate Chu Jiang?

It's because all this pain is a gift from Chu Jiang to her, but it's really not a small gift, but a big gift.

Thanks to Chu Jiang?

It was because Chu Jiang made her see Bo Jiangwen thoroughly that late pain is better than early pain, and long pain is better than short pain.

The phoenix can be reborn because of Nirvana, and after she Xie Qiulu is in pain, she may be able to have a new self.

"Before I answer this question, can you bring your legs together a little bit?" Chu Jiang held a glass of water in his hand, glanced at Xie Qiulu, sneered, and said.

Xie Qiulu looked down, and indeed she had already missed a lot of scenery, but she ...... didn't go to straighten up and close his legs, just continued to raise his eyes and stare at Chu Jiang and sneered: "Don't you men like to look at women like this?"

Chu Jiang didn't answer her words immediately, just put the cup in his hand in her hand, then approached her, put her skirt in place, and then said slowly: "You should hate me, but I believe that with the precipitation of the years, you will slowly stop hating me, and when you don't hate me, maybe you will start to thank me." ”

Chu Jiang's words seemed to be full of philosophy, but for Xie Qiulu, it was not difficult to understand.

But it's one thing to understand, it's another to do.

Xie Qiulu looked at Chu Jiang's gaze as she helped her set up her skirt, and a strange feeling flashed in her heart, which seemed to be indeed different from Bo Jiangwen's gaze.

Xie Qiulu took a sip of the water in the cup, the water temperature was just right, not hot or cold.

"Anyway, I always believe in love, and I don't think you have to wipe out an entire forest because you lose a tree. Chu Jiang continued to say lightly, "Besides, I don't think you love Bo Jiangwen at all!"

"What?" Xie Qiulu asked coldly, "You think I'm pretending?"

"No, of course not. Chu Jiang pondered for a moment, "That's it, I'll tell you a story." ”

What's going on?

The two opponents actually talked about the story, if it was an outsider who heard Chu Jiang say this, he would definitely faint directly, but Xie Qiulu did not refuse, and even she had a desire to wait.

Chu Jiang took Xie Qiulu's expression in his eyes, then smiled faintly, and said slowly: "It is said that there was a man who met a woman by chance and became friends. Soon after, the man thinks he is in love and desperately chases the woman, but the woman is almost oblivious to the man's pursuit. So the man waited for the woman every day at the intersection where the woman had to cross, and when the woman passed by him indifferently, he composed a little poem in which he likened himself to a statue of a heart that had been accidentally stolen. ”

In short, each man composes a little poem for a woman. For example, fishing, with a long line and a hook in the water. For example, with your casual glance, I have sunk for 9,000 years. But women have always ignored men. ”

"One day, the man was a little crazy, sitting on the viaduct by the river and drinking beer, and when he was dizzy again, the woman came. The woman scolded, come down. The man obediently slipped down the viaduct. The woman asked, do you really love me? The man nodded solemnly, and then looked at the woman in front of him in a daze. One minute, two minutes, three minutes. ”

"Yes, the woman gave the man three minutes, and the man was still stunned, just looking at the woman. When the time of three minutes was up, the woman turned away without hesitation. The man was puzzled and shouted why? The woman didn't look back, but just left a word. ”

"Do you know what a woman's last words were?"

In the last sentence, Chu Jiang was asking Xie Qiulu, but Xie Qiulu was like the man in the story, stunned, although she was very smart, she still couldn't guess that the woman in the story would leave that sentence.

"Love me, why don't you hug me?!" Chu Jiang said word by word, "This is the last thing the woman left, and the man was stunned after hearing it." It was a few years before he understood the meaning of the words. ”

"You mean to say that this man loves only ...... Love itself, not the woman. Xie Qiulu lowered her head slightly, and after a few seconds, she suddenly raised her head, her beautiful eyes were shining, and she said a little excitedly.

It's simple to talk to smart people, click a little bit, and it will break immediately.

Well, if I were this man, when a woman asked him the phrase "Do you really love me?", I must give her a solid hug, a tight hug, because love or not love, in many cases, the last thing you need is the explanation of language, and a sincere hug is enough. Chu Jiang nodded and said, "Because at this moment, the gorgeous words are pale, and the moving words are powerless." ”

When Xie Qiulu heard this, the shock in his eyes instantly intensified.

Chu Jiang continued: "Leaving this story aside, if I were a woman, if I were deeply in love with a certain man, I would definitely give everything to him at any time and at any time, including my body, of course. ”

"You ......" The emotion in Xie Qiulu's eyes can no longer be described as shock.