Li Qian picked up the cigarette case on the bedside. When the woman smoking on the balcony heard the noise, she came over barefoot and lit it with the burning source in her mouth. Li Mengjiao was surprised for a moment, but it did not disturb him from enjoying the extra "service".
"Are you leaving?"
"Is this the end?"
Li Qian tried to win over the woman, but she was still so cold... So indifferent, as if she was just going downstairs to have a cigarette.
"Chen... Jia?"
Chen Jia turned around and touched his hair, her face still expressionless.
The smile on Li Jiaoran's face was a bit unbearable.
"Tired of it, decent."
Chen Jia's eyes showed some pity and she rubbed Chen Ran's long hair.
Li Qian's long hair was covered and he couldn't see the person in front of him. Just like he had done countless times before, he still wanted to ask why? He also understands that the stupidest time for a person is to ask why in a relationship.
He wanted to ask why he got tired of it, why he left, why he didn't say a word, why? Why? Why?
But what came out before the words were vomit. Li Jiaoran could no longer care about her torn body, fell off the bed, and crawled to the bathroom...
...
Chen Jia looked at it like this. She had once, no, not just once, the person she loved had lost her dignity, reason, and self in front of her like countless times before. However, she was annoyed. She had made the biggest mistake in a relationship with him, cheating... And this lie was tacitly accepted. It was simply ridiculous...
Concept: private property and private property