The bedroom on the second floor had bright windows, a large bed, and a large picture hanging on the wall, which was a group photo of the two, which he enlarged. The two people in the photo are snuggled together, their faces full of sweetness. This is not an art photo, but for the first time, Feng Feng discovered that he was so beautiful in the original photo - as long as he was with Ye Jia, he seemed to become beautiful invisibly, smiling and radiant.

She was slightly distracted, and he took out a set of keys and put them in her hand: "Xiaofeng, this is yours." ”

Her hand seemed to be burned, and she quickly retracted it.

He put the keys on the dresser, turned around, went to the closet and took a gown. The dress is milky white, a simple and elegant style, and a matching necklace, although it is not a top jewelry, but the small diamond set on it is very chic and matches the clothes just right. He took another set, and it was obvious that this dress was a couple's outfit, and he wanted to wear it himself.

"Xiaofeng, you try, okay?"

She took a step back slightly: "No, Ye Jia, I don't want to try." ”

Ye Jia's smile remained the same: "Xiaofeng, you can take it back and try it." ”

"No, not really."

As if it was the last struggle, Ye Jia said softly: "Xiaofeng, don't make a decision immediately, tell me the answer in three days, okay?" ”

Three days, do you still have to think about three days?

She was about to refuse on the spot, but Ye Jia's eyes—the panic and sorrow in her eyes that she had never seen before, as if they were about to be separated—knocked her down.

He was still making his last effort: "Xiaofeng, okay?" ”

Her voice couldn't be quieter: "Okay. ”

He smiled, not relieved, the corners of his eyes were slightly moist, she couldn't bear to refuse at any time, she was forcing her, she had been forcing her.

If it's easy to let go, it's okay to turn around.

However, why is the left rib hurting worse day by day? It's as if I let go, and from then on, that place will always be in pain.

No one wants a part of their body to be separated.

If selfishness can be exchanged for happiness, then be selfish again.

She didn't let Ye Jia send herself, and insisted on taking a taxi back by herself.

With a heavy heart, in fact, I know exactly what the answer will be after three days. It was just a kind of torture, one more cruel torture to Ye Jia.

She thought, how good it would be if there were no emotions such as "self-esteem" or "inferiority" in this world? Or how nice would it be to simply not have a "memory"? Foolish people are happy. A humble and sensitive person will fall into a whirlpool of misfortune all his life.