Fortunately, Qiao An thought of this in her dream, so she didn't dare to think about it anymore, and her tears flowed even harder.

That sentence was like a nightmare.

No matter who I like, it's impossible for you to be.

It's impossible for her to be...

As of that moment, in junior high school, three years of high school, and four years of college, she had a crush on him for eight years, and she loved him for eight years, working hard for him, making stupid for him, thinking about him in her dreams, thinking about him during the day, and the whole world was him. As a result, the person she had crush on told him that no matter who she liked, it was impossible for her to be her anyway.

Before her secret love could be sprouted, it was cut off by someone.

Since then, she has loved him and it is only her own business.

From the initial avoidance of meeting him, she really never saw him again in the end. She would occasionally get some news about him from Xu Jiamu, knowing that he was at the peak of his life in the entertainment industry, knowing that he had acquired Huanying Media, and knowing that he had won the actor again...

In fact, even if Xu Jiamu didn't tell her, she could still know about this, because he was famous all over the country, and any news about him could make headlines and cause sensation.

Even in the next few years, she was hiding from him intentionally or unintentionally, but she could still see him because the streets were full of posters and the shopping malls were photos of him endorsement.

He knew that he didn't love him, but every time she saw his photos on the street, she looked like a fool, staring blankly, and then carefully observed what changes he had with the him in his memory.

Thinking of this, Qiao An couldn't help sobbing in a low voice in his dream.

As he cried, Qiao Anhao woke up from his dream.

She opened her eyes blankly and looked at the familiar bedroom. After a long time of silence, she realized that she had such a long dream, and her pillow was wet with tears.

Qiao An looked at the time on the wall. It was already late at night. She went home in the afternoon and took medicine. She actually slept until now.

Qiao Anhao got out of bed, went to the bathroom to wash his face, then took the medicine, walked out of the bedroom, went downstairs, and poured a glass of water in the kitchen.

Qiao Anhao took the medicine first, then took the frozen dumplings from the refrigerator, cooked some, and then sat alone at the huge dining table, lowered his head and ate it seriously.

Halfway through the dumplings, Qiao Anhao heard the sound of cars coming from outside. She turned her head and saw a headlight flashing through the window of the living room. She subconsciously held the chopsticks tightly, lowered her head, stared at the dumplings on the plate for a while, and then heard the door of the living room, and then the door was pushed open, and Lu Jinnian walked in.
Chapter completed!