The Road Turns White Tonight

This is clearly seen on Gu Yebai’s face.

Youyan became stranger and whispered to Xu Qing for advice. “Is there anything special about Chu?”

Xu Qing sneered: “Gu Yebai’s exclusive title, of course, this girl thinks of herself, and it’s another matter if people think about it.”

Huai’an is Gu Yebai’s woman, but this Chu is openly called Ban Huai’an.

You Yan couldn’t help but look at Chu Ke for a few moments, Chu Ke’s eyes flickered, and he raised an invisible eyebrow.

“Achu.” The voice that suddenly sounded slightly weak and low.

It’s him.

You Yan lowered her head almost immediately. For four years, his voice, she was almost forgotten.

In the days when Luojia and Chijun were together, the two used their own methods to fight with thoughts. Sometimes he laughs a little at the other person and decides who is better than who is inferior.

She often lay on her desk, watching him anonymously chatting with Cheng Yuan Xuejie.

Cheng Yuan Xuejie married two others in the United States two years ago. The husband is an abc, and the way of thinking and doing things is very foreign. Fortunately, the relationship is not abc, which is good for Chengyuan.

Across the globe, Chi Yan shared the sorrow and joy of Cheng Yuan’s sister life through text and symbols through the Internet in his computer.

She watched them interacting blankly, and sometimes, he also showed him something diligently.

The man ’s painting, the man giving her gadgets, and all the pictures related to him cut from the magazine.

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Chi Yan caressed her hair and said: “Sister head, be careful not to get collected. This Gu Yebai is really inferior. Your days together are not too short. Why did I just give you something like this? .When you look at this painting, you are taught to turn to fluff. “

She slaps his hands angrily, “It’s not short, we’ve only been together for two years–“

Chi Yan sighed and held her in his arms.

His breath was light and good, but it wasn’t that person after all.

Chi Yan didn’t seem to have left anything for Cheng Yuan. Looking at Cheng Yuan and her husband’s happy life, it didn’t seem to be sad.

Only once, in the middle of the night, you woke up dreamily, but saw Chi Yankuan sitting in the dark hall, holding a cell phone and dreaming.

In the empty hall, the slightly hoarse voice unique to Cheng Yuan’s sister is echoing, and the night is dim and streamlined outside the window.

“Late, I love you.”

But five words.

Who knows how many times Chi Yan heard it.

You Yan walked over and whispered, you really have a way. Cheng Yuan Xuejie, such a proud person, let you record this sentence.

Chi Yan turned off the player, and said lightly, “It took a whole bottle of Laobaigan, you can also use it on your little white.”

You Yan smiled and burst into tears. “But he is not drunk with a thousand glasses.”

His voice finally sounded in her ear again, only four years later, and it was no longer her name.