波多野结衣 家庭教师

That's why Sheng and Yeling are in such an awkward situation, but she doesn't want to cheat herself.

"I want to be quiet. I'll go first."

Xia Xingcheng sees that Yunchen is not saying anything, and does not hesitate. He directly opens the door and walks out of the car, without turning back.

In Yunchen's eyes, he suddenly became confused. He then watched Xia Xingcheng leave in front of him.

He didn't know why he did so much for Xia Xingcheng and why he finally saw Sheng Yeling humiliated, but he was still unhappy.

He has been sitting in the car, did not leave, nor to retain Xia Xingcheng, he felt that he needed time to try to empty himself.

Somehow, a lot of things suddenly start to get complicated.

Xia Xingcheng left Yunchen's car and didn't go home directly. Instead, she came directly to the bridge.

The wind under the bridge was very cold, and the Xia Xing orange was slightly shaking, but Xia Xing orange took off his high heels and walked under the bridge without any hesitation.

At first, her car and Yunchen's car were under the bridge. Now Xia Xingcheng is in a very confused mood, so she just walked under the bridge.

She is very familiar with this bridge. It's the place she used to visit with Sheng Yeling. There are many memories of her and Sheng Yeling.

After all, I can't go back.

Xia Xing and orange thought so in their heart. They couldn't help crying. They couldn't help crying.

She remembered that Sheng Yeling would always drive her to the bridge at night to see the scenery, see the people and traffic here, and listen to Sheng Yeling and himself saying those beautiful vows.

"Yeting, shall we go through the bridge to see the scenery every day after work?"

"Well, listen to you."

"Yeting, how many couples will come here under this bridge?"

"I don't know, but none of us are happy."

"Night thunder, I love you."

"I love you too, Xia Xingcheng."

Xia Xingcheng's memories are overwhelming, and he is about to drown himself. At this time, Xia Xingcheng sits alone by the bridge, crying silently, and tears can't stop at this time.

Then I'll just cry. After all, no one else can see me now.

After crying, she will go back alone, and continue to go back to that cage.

Xia Xingcheng thinks so, the voice of crying is unbridled, like to cry out all his missing and pain.

Since Sheng Yeling was taken away by those men, he has already been awake.

When he woke up, he drove away alone at the first time. He drove alone and drove outside.

It can't be too fast, because Sheng Yeling's speed is very fast, and he runs around the city, without any purpose.

His heart is very disordered at this time, just Xia Xingcheng and Yunchen in front of him, each scene starts to flash in front of him again and again, which makes him very painful.

He tried not to Miss Xia Xingcheng, not to miss everything about Xia Xingcheng. It was all in vain. Xia Xingcheng was a man who had been lingering in his mind.

As soon as I think of the intimate appearance of Xia Xingcheng and Yunchen, I will be jealous and crazy. So I think, even the speed has been improved a lot.

Fortunately, it's late at night. There aren't many cars on the road. Otherwise, at the speed of Sheng Yeling, it means something's going on indefinitely.

Sheng Yeling starts to drive fast again and again, and goes to many places. At last, he stops at a bridge he knows well. This bridge is the bridge he used to visit with Xia Xingcheng.

It is the bridge where Xia Xingcheng is now.

But Sheng Yeling is on the bridge, and Xia Xingcheng is crying under the bridge. They didn't meet each other, so they missed it.

Sheng Yeling stops and gets off the bus. He feels the wind on the bridge at night blowing across his face and remembers the time when he and Xia Xingcheng used to come here to blow.

It was such a wonderful time that he once thought he would be a happy man. However, now all the good things have disappeared, and all of them are because of himself.

Sheng Yeling thought that it was very boring in his heart. He took out a cigarette from his bag and smoked it quietly.

Once he never smoked, but also left from Xia Xingcheng, he gradually learned.

It was too dark at night. The dim light of the street lamp shone on his face, which was particularly desolate and lonely. In the smoke, Sheng Yeling seemed to return to the past.Once upon a time, it was beautiful. There were Xia Xingcheng, love and Xiaobao in my life.

And Xia Xingcheng is not very good at this time under the bridge. She can't help crying when she remembers the beautiful memories of once and shengyeting.

While crying, they recalled their beautiful memories. After crying for a long time, Xia Xingcheng was a little tired.

After the mood calms down, Xia Xingcheng tells herself that she can't go on like this, and can't think about Sheng Yeling like this, so she arranges her sad mood and yells at the bridge: "Sheng Yeling, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Voice one after another, especially loud and clear, Xia Xingcheng felt a lot better after shouting a few times.

But this sentence was just heard by Sheng Yeling, who had just finished smoking on the bridge and was about to leave.

Sheng Yeling heard the voice of Xia Xingcheng, and was surprised to find the shadow of Xia Xingcheng.

As expected, I saw the thin Xia Xingcheng under the bridge shouting his name to the air.

And, the last sentence, heavy, I'm sorry.

Sheng Yeling felt a pain in his heart. However, he couldn't move forward for a long time when looking at the sad Xia Xing orange. He just looked at the direction of Xia Xing orange.

He saw with his own eyes that after Xia Xingcheng shouted to the air, a man sat there and cried, his voice was very sad.

At this time, looking at the helpless Xia Xing orange, he couldn't help thinking about what this woman has experienced recently, which will become like this.

Or what is the misunderstanding between them?

Sheng Yeling looks at Xia Xingcheng and thinks like this. At this time, he may also realize what kind of mood Xia Xingcheng is in. Otherwise, why does he cry.

Indeed, looking at such a summer star orange, Sheng Yeling can no longer control his mood and cry.

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