The mistress sent Cheng Qingqing a photo of him and Liang Chen kissing each other. Cheng Qingqing turned off the phone screen and continued to feed the freshly heated honey milk into Liang Chen's mouth spoonful by spoonful. Liang Chen said that he was having a party tonight and came home drunk. Cheng Qingqing nodded secretly: It's good. I went out to drink with the mistress, and I knew I would go home after drinking.
The mistress sent Cheng Qingqing a photo of him and Liang Chen holding hands. Cheng Qingqing enlarged the photo several times and saw that Liang Chen's slender and white fingers were still wearing the engagement ring he gave. Cheng Qingqing nodded secretly: It's good. Although he lied to me that he was on a business trip, he hadn't taken off the ring when he held hands with others. He had me in his heart.
The mistress sent Cheng Qingqing a photo of Liang Chen sleeping next to him. He was smiling happily on the screen. Liang Chen, who was sleeping next to him, had his eyes closed and his long eyelashes cast a row of shadows under the light. Cheng Qingqing nodded secretly: Damn it, I quit.
Later, Liang Chen knelt in the snow and begged Cheng Qingqing to give him a chance.
Liang Chen said: "Cheng Qingqing, I really love you, but I just used it in the wrong way."
Cheng Qingqing ate a big ice cream, her head hurt from the cold, and she sighed and said, "Look at you, you're still kneeling down, how polite of you. It has nothing to do with anything else, the main thing is, I think, I don't love you anymore."
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