Yiqiao quickly put on her clothes, took a bag, and took a taxi to go there.

If it weren't for her car at home being driven away by her husband Mu Rufeng, she wouldn't have been in such trouble.

At that time, open the turning door and Yiqiao came to Mary.

A black scarf was wrapped around her neck.

"Ha, when did you come here?"

"Two days ago!" Mary looked at Yiqiao, her eyes brighter than before. She tried to ask Yiqiao, "What do you want to drink?"

Yiqiao didn't like drinking coffee now, but she couldn't stop drinking when she saw her good friend invite her, so she supported her cheeks and nodded after thinking about it, "Okay, it's the same as you."

Shortly after the coffee fell on the table, Mary took out all the clothes under the table and pushed them to Yiqiao.

Hu Tianping sat at the coffee table next to him, staring at his sweetheart with bright eyes.

In his opinion, his sweetheart's behavior is handsome at the moment. It's like a boyfriend trying to leave the best things to his only girlfriend.

Such a wonderful illusion.

It doesn't seem to be an illusion.

Yi Qiao supported her chin, first surprised, then stared at the big-name clothes inside in surprise, and was confused, "What are you doing for buying these?"

Mary nodded in thought, "It's all your style?"

Yiqiao refused and pushed the thing back, "No, I have a lot of clothes, and... I don't want to wear it now, so cold now, I don't want to wear it."

After feeling Yiqiao's attitude, her face was a little pale, she put her hands on the table, staring at Yiqiao with sharp eyes, to be precise, and still a little disappointed.

Yiqiao thought about it, stood up considerately and took the things into her hands, "But I don't think I have too many clothes. Of course I have to accept what you bought!"

After taking the clothes, Mary smiled proudly, "I'm still so quarrel."

Yiqiao is unbearable. I really don’t say much about it? She really has too many clothes to count.

Every time my husband chooses a few beautiful skirts for himself, and he can't even put his cloakroom down.

However, Yi Qiao, who took the clothes, seemed even more embarrassed, because Mary sat directly opposite him, staring at him for a while without saying a word.

This made Yiqiao feel uncomfortable all over.

After all, she broke the awkward atmosphere.

"Mary, I found that you haven't seen each other for so many years, and you seem to have lost weight again?" She felt a little distressed when she looked at the other person's collarbone.

In the past, a tall figure like her would be said to be malnourished when weighing her. Now, looking at it again, it becomes more and more malnourished.

Unlike myself, my figure seems to have slightly fluctuated when winter comes.

It's too cold, so I don't want to do yoga any more.

"I'm not as light as you imagined!" Mary didn't seem to like this topic, but she was still willing to express her thoughts with Yiqiao.

She is a very boring person. She doesn't talk much and usually doesn't answer things she doesn't want to answer.

However, in front of Yiqiao, even if she asked a topic she didn't like, she wouldn't get angry, but would explain the reason clearly.

"Haha, I won't talk about this." Seeing that it was still early, Yiqiao suggested going out for a walk, "It's so boring to sit here and drink coffee. Should I go out for a walk?" She stood up and stretched out her slender hand to Mary.

Yiqiao's hands look good in summer and also in winter. The only downside is that her hands are very cold and icy.

It was like ice entering the blood, solidifying the whole hand.

If the hand reached in front of her, she would definitely make a joke and say that Yiqiao's hands were cold.

But Mary felt that his hands were very warm.

Warmly engraved in my heart.

Over the years, she has never forgotten Yiqiao's action, which is like a scene, slowly unfolding in front of her.

Immediately afterwards, the other hand also held himself.

"Sorry, there is some ice." She reminded her heart warmly as she held her hand and kept not letting it go for a long time.

After the two walked out, Hu Tianping stood up from another table next to them and followed them out.

On the road, the winter wind blew tightly, like a knife wiping on his face.

Looking back at Mary, whose face was red from the cold, Yiqiao took off the wool scarf from her neck and carefully wrapped it on her, "It might be better to surround this."

When she wrapped the scarf, her cold fingers accidentally brushed half of the clavicle exposed by Mary. Then she was stunned for a moment, and suddenly took action, grabbing Yiqiao's wrist.

Very serious and domineering.

The second she grabbed it.

The passers-by behind him stared at the two women for a long time.

"Oh my God, I didn't expect there are hundreds of people in life, so good!"

The boyfriend beside the woman muttered, "What is lily?"

"It's just two women, they are ambiguous and ambiguous."

"ah?"

When people walked away, the words were entangled in Yiqiao's ears.

She quickly broke her hand back and said, "How about we go to the movies like this? You should be here, please do me, please?"

"Okay." Mary answered calmly without refusing.

The two bought movie tickets to watch movies, and they lined up, and they also bought potato chips and drinks from the overseas Chinese.

After entering, I just sat down, Hu Tianping, who was behind me, also sat down.

They watched martial arts movies.

There is a scene in the movie where the heroine was kidnapped by a villain. The hero searched everywhere, but when he found it, he was injured.

The plot of hero saving beauty is very common in many movies and TV series.

Yiqiao didn't know how much he saw, but at this moment, Yiqiao couldn't bear it and cried.

Tears kept falling.

However, she cried only with tears, without any sobs. This made Mary, who was watching her without distraction, feel distressed.

"You are also moved by such a vulgar plot?"

"Yes." Yi Qiao did not deny it, raised her head and tears lingered in her face, but her eyes were as bright as the rising sun, and her mouth was raised, and there was a smile. "But I think every woman, only after experiencing this kind of plot, would she feel that it has the ordinary and beautiful life, and even... it is a comfort for love."

"I don't understand." Mary directly denied Yiqiao.

Yi Qiao smiled and took a piece of potato chips into her mouth, "Ha, it's right if I don't understand, because... I don't know what I'm talking about."

...

Except Rufeng, no one in the world will understand what it would feel like to be afraid of the other person disappearing into this world?

That taste is more terrifying than death.

Yi Qiaodi, she was also frightened by her past experience.

But she remembered one thing.

My own memory is a brave figure.

Behind him is... a five-star red flag.

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