Chapter 548: Everything Is Over

Ye Jiaqi smiled sadly: "But I don't care about him, I don't care about him at all." ใ€Latest chapter reading. What is there for him to let me see, Meng Shen, you just lied to me, I won't go, I won't go"

When it rained that day, he drank.

He asked her what if he didn't come back.

Is this a prophecy?

Ye Jiaqi's whole body was cold, and it was extremely cold.

Her hands were shaking, and she was clutching the scarf so hard that she couldn't control herself.

Meng Shen looked at her and bowed slightly: "Then Miss Ye, you take care of yourself, I'll go to the airport later." โ€

After speaking, he bent down to pick up the magazine on the ground for Ye Jiaqi.

"Miss Ye, give." He put the magazine and documents in Ye Jiaqi's arms.

Ye Jiaqi's eyes were blank and unfocused.

She hugged the magazine and barely responded.

"Qiao Ye left very suddenly, and he didn't leave any words, but I think that no matter when, he always wants you to be happy."

"Meng Shen, you are so long-winded, really, so long-winded." Ye Jiaqi choked, "Don't speak, don't speak, don't speak"

Meng Shen looked at Ye Jiaqi.

He was a little worried about her.

"Miss Yip"

"Let's go, let's go!" Ye Jiaqi shouted hysterically.

Cool liquid slid over his cheeks.

Is it raining? Obviously the weather is very good

Ye Jiaqi raised her head, she didn't cry, how could she cry.

That bastard, she really hated him.

"Take care."

Meng Shen told her, turned around and left, and drove out of the community.

The black car departed, leaving only a trail of dust kicked up.

The wind and sand in the capital were very strong, and Ye Jiaqi's eyes were lost.

She stood blankly in place, her gaze falling into the distance.

The wind ruffled her hair, and she stood like a statue, silent, motionless.

Some things are like sand in your hands, and the more you try to hold them, the more you can't hold them.

Ye Jiaqi closed his eyes.

Two rows of boiling hot liquid flowed down.

She and Josnian will finally never have a trace of contact again.

It's all over.

"Qiao Shao, can you accompany me to watch a TV series?"

"Josnian, I don't have a puppy love, I don't have a puppy love, you're too unreasonable to ignore you."

"It's thundering, I'm afraid, if you lend me the quilt to sleep for one night, I'm not afraid, really."

"The snow is falling so well, can you accompany me every year?"

"Sycamore tree, three more rain, what does it mean to be bitter if you don't say goodbye?"

"I'm waiting for you, waiting for you to come home."

Ye Jiaqi covered his heart and squatted down.

If a hand was held tightly in the heart, it would cause pain in her limbs.

It was like weeds wrapped around her body, unable to breathe.

The heart beats violently.

For a moment, she thought she was dead.

The sky is spinning, like thunder splitting the waves.

The dazzling sunlight shone on Ye Jiaqi's body, and her petite body shrunk into a ball, like a homeless wild cat.

The wind blew and blew her hair, and the shadow, fell alone in the clearing.

The cold wind blows, and the thoughts cannot be blown away.

Dead leaves fly, but they can't fly out of the barrenness.

All, the end.

"Miss, do you need help?" Kind people came over.

In a trance, Ye Jiaqi raised his head.

The sun was dazzling, and her face was pale.

"Miss?" The man shouted again.

She shook her head and clutched the magazines and documents in her arms: "I'm fine. โ€

She's fine.

It's all right.

After saying that, she ran quickly to the entrance of the stairs and ran home in one go.

His legs and hands were shaking uncontrollably.