"Hahahaha..." Three heart-wrenching laughs rang in her ears. "Looking for my brother? Then listen closely. There will never be a brother in this world again. You're the one who got him killed, and the Qiu family will never let you off." Her hysterical words made her tremble to her core. This was the end of her first love.
She had once loved someone without hesitation, but he had left her in the cruelest way possible.
And he, Ye Jinyan, took her hand and led her toward the distance in a season when sorrow was spreading. She wasn't the most beautiful woman, yet she gave him everything she had. How could two hedgehogs embrace without hurting each other?
An unexpected upheaval brought a new group of sisters into her life, but in the end, they all left one by one. And the whole cruel joke ultimately pointed to the same person: her dead ex-boyfriend.
In love, God played a cruel joke on her, and she loved with all her heart even as it broke. But in the end, what she got was the young man she loved most, eyes red, roaring like a furious lion, each word ground out through clenched teeth:
"Shen Weilu! It's you or me!"
No matter how strong she was, she was still a girl. In this love affair, who would take her hand and grow old with her?
A battle between loving and being loved, the revelation of a conspiracy, and an intimate best friend: could she still find peace in the end? Should she keep going or give up?
There is a problem with my network! I still can't get into the writer control panel. I only saved a few chapters. Sorry, I'll make up for the rest when I get home next week.
Silent care, trickling water, everything is always done inadvertently...
The second Qiu Wei... Wei Lu, how ominous is this?
I like this saying, "What can be lifted and put down is called weight lifting; what can be lifted and cannot be put down is called weight-bearing." ' Maybe relationships are never about lifting weights, they are always about carrying a load, but the load depends on how many people help you carry the load. If you are alone, the weight will not lighten until you die, but if you spread it out and carry the load with many people, one to ten, ten to a hundred, then your load will become lighter and lighter.
I'd better go home and reply to you. I don't know why there are so many question marks when I reply on my mobile phone.
Qiu Wei's roots are too deep, Wei Lu's poison is as deep as bone marrow
The boy and the girl met again...
Who are you asking about your expectations? Us? Or Weilu?
Thank you... What a strange word, four times of meeting, four times of thank you.
I envy having a roommate like Lin Minyan