Canary, She Is so Tired Gb

After six years of physical marriage, Shao Hanpu divorced her and married someone else in just three months. The red carpet is spread on the floor, the wedding dress is white, the clothes are fragrant, and the flowers are blooming. Amid warm applause and blessings, the groom in a straight suit held champagne in one hand and answered his ex-wife's phone call with the other. Qingning's female voice came from the other end of the phone: "Are you going to marry her?" It had been a long time since he heard her voice, and even though he had heard it a thousand times, his ears still felt warm. After a moment of silence, he said "hmm" and remembered how she had cried, made trouble and hanged herself after six years of marriage. He calmed down and said, "We are very loving, Miss Jiang. Please don't bother me again. If you want money, I will put it in your card..." Before he could finish "ten million", the call ended abruptly. Shao Hanpu glanced at the cut-off call interface, feeling ashamed and annoyed. He sneered, took a sip of champagne, and went to socialize with the bride. On the other end of the phone, the night was like water, the river wind was cold, the phone fell to the ground and fell into pieces, Jiang Suming cut his wrist coldly and tiredly. The blood flowed like a steady stream, the pain was sharp, and the wound on her wrist solidified. It turns out that cutting your wrists won't kill you. Facing the cold and dark river water, Jiang Suming jumped in without hesitation. —— When he opened his eyes again, Jiang Suming looked at the white ceiling of the university dormitory and felt desperate. Her roommate enthusiastically praised her appearance and threatened that as long as she hung her photo on the wall of the university, a lot of people would line up to chase her. Jiang Suming wanted to stop it, but suddenly she remembered the huge medical bills she was about to face for her father. Forget it... She looked at the ceiling and closed her eyes. She can do it, she can do it, it doesn't matter. As long as she no longer chooses him, how much worse can this rotten life get? An unmechanical voice sounded in her ears: "Ding - system binding, mission goal: collect Shao Hanpu's favorability." She opened her eyes quickly. —— The man who fainted from repeated tossing was lying on her lap with his eyes closed and sleeping peacefully. Jiang Suming lowered her eyes and lowered her eyelashes, and her fingertips traced his eyebrows little by little. There seemed to be thousands of lingering feelings, but there was a cold darkness behind her eyes. Love me... Do you know that I committed suicide for you? I wanted to commit suicide by slitting my wrists... Do you know that I jumped into the river when I failed to slit my wrists? The water in the river is so cold, the bottom of the river is so dark, and the wound on my wrist turns out to be so painful when wet... You say you love me now... You underestimated my love before, and now you underestimate my hate... You love me... —— Weary of the world, paranoid, and Su Gan's Flower of the High Mountains (left) VS Right of the overbearing CEO who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside but has a poisonous tongue to protect his shortcomings. —— Serving Instructions: 1. Literature about the overlord's little white flower. The female protagonist is a poisonous little white flower, and the male protagonist is an arrogant overlord. The little white flower is very white flower, with a seriously ill father, a miserable mother, and a good-for-nothing younger brother who is tough like her. The boss is very domineering, he has endless plans to work on, endless classes to take care of, and he is the kind of boss who started from scratch (and has endless money in bushi). 2. Two strong and two clean rivers, the male protagonist's marriage before the heroine was reborn was a business marriage. 3. Chasing the crematorium on the left, both sides are not perfect, so don't hit the author if you cut your own legs. Intention: Love is a sea of ​​filth, where all evils arise.