That night, Qiao Yi met Chen Yanqing again. Is this city too small? Or to be pretentious, or is the fate too deep...

All signs indicate that Qiao Yi thinks that the two may have a deep relationship.

I don’t know who saw who first, maybe the two saw each other at the same time. If we use intuitive metaphors to express Qiao Yi’s mood at that time, it is like eating a candy, which is a bit sweet.

Subconsciously looking forward to someone, and having another chance encounter, this was undoubtedly a surprise. Qiao Yi smiled and waved to Chen Yanqing, and walked forward quickly, "...Sister, what a coincidence..." Qiao Yi was about to ask something.

"Yanqing, let's go." Ye Yu stepped forward, gently embraced Chen Yanqing's shoulder, and said to her softly, ignoring Qiao Yi's existence.

Looking up, Qiao Yi realized where Chen Yanqing came from. The wedding shop, Ye Yu, and their intimate actions... Do all this need explanation?

It is because the city is too small, not because the two have a deep relationship.

"What a coincidence..."

Before Chen Yanqing finished speaking, Qiao Yi pulled Aunt Bing to leave, as if she had eaten a pill wrapped in sugar-coated. The moment Ye Yu appeared, the sugar-coated melted, leaving only the bitterness in his mouth.

Chen Yanqing stood there, pushed Ye Yu's hand expressionlessly, and watched Qiao Yi gradually walk away, "I'll drive back by myself."

"Xiao Yi...why are you in a hurry to leave?" Aunt Bing asked while chasing Qiao Yi's footsteps. She had clearly met an acquaintance just now. "...I don't say hello..."

"I recognized the wrong person." Qiao Yi took a breath and emphasized again, "I recognized the wrong person."

The wedding dress in the window is beautiful, and she must be more beautiful when she wears it, but... Qiao Yi's heart has never been so sour, as if she was thrown into a vinegar jar, full of sourness, which is commonly known as "jealousy".

...

"Qiao Yi, are we friends?"

“…get on the bus.”

"Cry, don't hold it."

"Do you think I'm as old as you?"

...

The few intersections are like scenes of movies floating in my mind. Qiao Yi remembers them very clearly, but what she knows more clearly now is:

Chen Yanqing, I like you.

Qiao Yi never avoids her feelings. If she is moved, she will be moved. If she likes, she will like it.

She did not deny that Chen Yanqing, a woman, had made her feel very "feeling" from the beginning. The more she came into contact with her, the more she couldn't help herself...

It was already ten o'clock in the evening when Aunt Bing returned home. Qiao Yi locked the door and stayed alone on the balcony to breathe the air. When the third cigarette was halfway through, it was extinguished.

She took out her cell phone, continued to look out for the photo of Chen Yanqing, and looked out of the way.

The person you care about may not care about you, maybe she cares about you, but her care about you may not be the kind you imagined. Feelings are too complicated, and you will become unrequited love if you accidentally...

Qiao Yi felt that she might have to go further and further on the road of unrequited love. It was one thing for her to like Chen Yanqing, but what about Chen Yanqing? Is it possible for them both to...

For three days, Qiao Yi stayed at home and went nowhere. The three days of being paralyzed by alcohol made her mind even more confused.

Qiao Yi began to recall that night, Chen Yanqing didn't like Ye Yu. When Ye Yu touched her, her slight movements and expressions were obviously resisting. Qiao Yi, who is the same woman, could tell at a glance.

Since I don’t like it, why should I be with him? Qiao Yi remembered her fair and smooth hands again, and it seemed that there had never been a wedding ring or a wedding ring.

Qiao Yi curled up in a corner of the balcony, drank the last bite from the bottle, and then quietly waited for the night to fall. This was not a literary thing. She always felt that she had a very failed life, whether it was work or emotional...

"Xiao Yi, why are you sitting on the ground?" Aunt Bing pushed open the floor-to-ceiling window and exclaimed in a low voice, "...drinking so much wine?!"

"I just want to stay alone for a while, and then took a few sips..." Qiao Yi stood up, his head a little dizzy, and then smiled and said to Aunt Bing, "Can you eat? I'm a little hungry..."

Aunt Bing cleaned her hair, a little worried: "If you have anything to say, don't kill people."

Although Qiao Yi was hungry, he only drank half a bowl of soup and only ate two bites of rice during dinner.

"Just eat this little? Lose weight again?"

Qiao Yi smiled and shook her head, suddenly sighed: "I also think that if you have something to say..."

"Hmm?" Aunt Bing thought Qiao Yi was about to start talking, but she didn't expect that she suddenly stood up.

"I've been out for too long."

Aunt Bing put down all the dishes and chopsticks in her hand and asked, "Do you want me to accompany you?"

“…I still have something to do.”

Before she knew it, Qiao Yi walked to Yanjiang Avenue again. It was the section she walked with Shen Yanqing before. She could still see the cruise ship and the couples who were two-way. She leaned against the railings and blew the river breeze. This area was one of the most beautiful scenery belts in S City...

"Qiao Yi?"

When Qiao Yi heard this voice, she immediately tensed up. In fact, she hadn't figured out what to say, but her hands quickly dialed the phone out of her brain.

"Well, now... do you have time?"

"Is there anything wrong?"

Miss Qiao is now half drunk and half awake. Until she said that she realized that she was lying: "Xiao Ruo wants to see you..."

"Now?" Shen Yanqing looked at the time, it was ten o'clock in the evening.

It was obviously full of doubts, but it was obvious that this lie was really not technical. Since he had told all the lies, Qiao Yi insisted, "Well! That's now."

Finally, I would just add, "Come and pick me up, let's go together..."

"Okay, wait for me."

Shen Yanqing hung up the phone, remembering how Qiao Yi looked when she left that night, so she changed her clothes and drove from home.

When the familiar Porsche stopped in front of her, Qiao Yi was still talking in her heart. It was windy at night and she only wore a short-sleeved T-shirt with a thin layer of goose bumps on her body.

"Get into the car..." Shen Yanqing saw Qiao Yi standing there stupidly, "Qiao Yi."

Perhaps the effect of alcohol has not completely subsided, or perhaps it was blown by the wind, Qiao Yi's cheeks were red and hot at this time.

She didn't get in the car and waited for the other party to get out.

Sure enough, Shen Yanqing got off the car in the end.

"you……"

"It's not Xiao Ruo who wants to see you..." Qiao Yi snatched the initiative first, lowered his head and breathed a sigh of relief, "It's me... it's me who wants to see you."

Shen Yanqing's answer was a little unexpected to her. The other party remained calm as usual and said without hesitation: "I know."

Qiao Yi raised his head, which was originally lowered, and hesitated, "Do you know... I'm still here so late?"

"Get into the car and get out with such a little wear. Isn't it cold?"

Qiao Yi was still immersed in the three words "I know". Even if she didn't use Xiao Ruo as an excuse just now, even if she said it clearly, she would still come here at night? Chen Yanqing's concern made Qiao Yi resurrected in full blood. Qiao Yi hugged her arm and shook her head with a smile, "It's not cold, it's not cold at all."

Chen Yanqing touched her arm and asked again: "Isn't it really cold?"

"Well... a little." As he said that, Qiao Yi was slow and slow, step by step, carefully, hugged Chen Yanqing, and did not dare to get close or exert force. "This way, it won't be cold."

Since you haven't pushed it away, try to hold it tighter.

Chen Yanqing didn't know what was wrong with her or herself. She was usually disgusted with such sticky contact with others. The smell of alcohol came from the tip of her nose, "Have you drunk?"

"Can you not marry someone with the surname Ye..." Qiao Yi did not answer the other party's question, but said her own, what she had always wanted to say, "He is not worthy of you."

"Get into the car first." Chen Yanqing felt Qiao Yi's body tremble slightly.

"No, why don't you believe me? Ye Yu is not a good man, you can't marry him!"

Qiao Yi's emotions were a little out of control. Did Chen Yanqing never take her words to heart?

Chen Yanqing knew about the entanglement between Qiao Yi and the Ye family that night, "You are still young, and many things are not as simple as you think."

Thinking simple? If she really thinks simple, she needs to struggle for so many days?

Qiao Yi was anxious...

It’s my business to like you, and it’s my ability to make you like me.

Chen Yanqing, since you said I thought it was simple, okay, then I will show you it!

"Chen Yanqing."
Chapter completed!