In the noisy city, the lights were starting to turn on. After a hard day's work, Zhang Weijian took off his formal clothes and fell on the sofa tiredly. He was drowsy. The suit that cost tens of thousands of yuan was pressed under him, and he fell asleep soon. Half asleep and half awake, the dim moonlight filtered through the window. In a daze, he seemed to see her walking towards him, just like when she saw him for the first time, she unconsciously wanted to reach out and grab her.
Raise your hand. . . . Failed. . . . . Ha
The real pain when his hand dropped to the ground reminded him of a fact that he had ignored. She had left him a long time ago, when she first discovered that he was having an affair with another woman.
With a wave of his hand, he dissipated the vague influence in the air and knocked the guitar off the coffee table, leaving scratches and broken strings. . . . . .
He has been upset for so many years. If he goes back to the scene at that time, he will never choose to let her go free, because she is free, but he is not happy!
I want to meet you, you choose the place, forest, desert, the starry sky at the end of the world; grassland, seaside, alley in the morning fog, don't make an appointment in a dream.
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