"What are you doing? Let me go quickly, Han Mengting! We have broken up. I have my own new life now. Please don't disturb me, okay? I'm begging you, okay?"
Wen Shuoshuo fiercely shook off Han Mengting's hand, his eyes as disgusting as if Han Mengting was a bunch of cockroaches in a dark and dirty sewer. At this time, Han Mengting looked very much like the heroine in Qiong Yao's drama. The hands that had just been thrown away by Wen Shuoshuo were covering his painful and tear-stained face. His big, sad, red and swollen eyes were still looking at Wen Shuoshuo tenderly, as if begging him not to go, not to leave. But at this time, Wen Shuoshuo was only thinking about his bright future, waiting for the carp to jump over the dragon gate to make a gorgeous turn around. He was still in the same mood as before, and he comforted Han Mengting's pear-shaped face with heartache. Today is not yesterday, we are all in an era when we are all pursuing our own futures. Where is the leisure and elegance to come and kiss me.
But the cute thing about our Meng Ting is that she always lives optimistically in her own world, and only believes that as long as there is love, all material things are nothing. Of course, this is also the sad thing about her.
There was a bang on the door, and Wen Shuoshuo went outside to pursue his bright future. He and Han Mengting were separated by a door from then on, and they also interpreted another meaning of "Tianya Haijiao" - one is at the end of the world and the other is at the end of the world.
Grief can never make our dear Meng Ting lose his loving nature.