"Don't ever call me again." Lin Hua picked up the phone and lay on the bed, crying hysterically thinking about the eight months with He Rui. His whole body was twitching and cold. At this time, the phone rang again, and she picked it up again. The person on the other end just said indifferently, "Delete WeChat." Lin Hua completely collapsed and only said "I hate you" to the phone. She was not a pester, and her pride prevented her from saying another word.
She dejectedly walked into the bathroom. The 43-degree water temperature didn't warm her heart in early summer, but it was good to warm her body. After washing, I wrapped myself in a quilt. I kept crying the whole time. I wondered if my eyes were broken. Maybe I was tired from crying and fell asleep without realizing it. . . .
When I opened my eyes, I was stung by the light and closed them subconsciously, but! What was that red silk just now? When did the hotel have that thing? Lin Hua opened his eyes suddenly, what is it! ? A bed with tassels, incense, blue bricks and a little maid. . . . .
Intent: Romance