Chu Lan had never been so angry before, he was so angry that his body was shaking slightly.

He had never felt so cold-hearted before, as if every word that person said turned into a sharp spike that pierced into his heart, deep enough to see the bones, and it was so painful.

Qiao Song smiled provocatively, but he felt no better inside.

As soon as he finished speaking, the girl's body stiffened and she subconsciously moved away from his arms.

Her actions made his behavior seem a little funny, but it didn't matter, Chu Lan didn't know.

Qiao Song's fingertips rubbed the back of Bai Xiyue's hand, and he was unable to hear Bai Xiyue's answer to the question he had just asked.

"What a coincidence."

Bai Xiyue stepped out of Qiao Song's arms and smiled at Chu Lan.

She smiled so beautifully, and the tears that had just appeared were wiped away by her hand, leaving no trace at all.

Bai Xiyue wasn't sad at all, but these two people just followed her script and imagined it.

Chu Lan walked in front of Qiao Song. Qiao Song thought he was going to say something, but he found a fist coming towards him and hitting him in the face.

The two young men started fighting on the street. Chu Lan had a cold face and showed no mercy.

His heart was burning with heat, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.

He acted fiercely, and Qiao Song was not to be outdone.

The secondary personality that has been hidden for a long time is inherently manic and violent, but it has been hidden very well. If it fights fiercely, it will not lose.

Bai Xiyue naturally wouldn't just stand by and watch the excitement. At the beginning, she just perfunctorily persuaded the two men to stop fighting. To be honest, if she could do it, she would also like to pin these two scum to the ground and rub them together. Unfortunately, she didn't have the chance. However, it would be bad if it was too serious. So when she saw that the fight was almost over, Bai Xiyue reached out and pulled Chu Lan back, dragging Chu Lan out of the fight.

"Chu Lan, what are you crazy about?"

Chu Lan also had bruises on his face, and he looked a little miserable.

"Really?"

Chu Lan looked at Bai Xiyue and held her hand tightly.

Is it really impossible to start over?

"If it was in the past, I'd apologize, but is it really impossible to start over?"

He didn't want to hear those words that said they would never like him again.

He would rather seize the possibility that Shen Wan mentioned, maybe she still has feelings for him.

Chu Lan felt a little cold when he held Bai Xiyue's hand, which made Bai Xiyue sigh.

Chu Lan let Bai Xiyue's hand touch his chest and feel his heartbeat.

He went to see Bai Xiyue, hoping to see some traces of that day in her eyes. She was so soft and sweet, leaning on him wholeheartedly, with only him in her eyes and heart. Chu Lan tried hard to find that little trace, but found it was in vain.

No, nothing.

"cannot."

She spoke, as if passing judgment on him.

"You should have known that I liked you at that time, so you left. How stupid do you think I am to fall for you twice?"

"Isn't this what you want? Do you always think that being able to fall in love with someone is a privilege for that person?"

"I don't want your sincerity, and I don't care to have it, just like you treated me back then."

Bai Xiyue stroked Chu Lan's face with pity, which made Chu Lan shudder unconsciously.

"No, it's not an honor."

"Tsk, don't deny it, I know you much better than you know yourself. Ha, don't look at me like that, do you think I'm so self-righteous now, thinking I can read other people's thoughts and hearts?"

Bai Xiyue moved closer to Chu Lan, her movements like the whispers between lovers.

"I'm just giving you back what you've done for me, and I'm not as bad as you are, so I'll just be kinder and don't thank me."

Bai Xiyue frowned and distanced herself from Chu Lan.

Chu Lan's teeth were already cold, and there seemed to be a shadow on his face.

"From the moment you said we wanted to break up, there was no possibility for us to be together again. Love is not something that can be summoned and dismissed at will. Some things have to be done."

Those who are scumbags will be treated as scumbags by others.

"Can I have one more chance to prove myself?"

Chu Lan's voice was firm and he seemed to be still calm. Only he knew that he was on the edge of collapse, like a person about to fall off a cliff, just waiting for the person in front of him to reach out and pull him up, or push him down.

"People who make mistakes have a chance to make amends, but not everyone is qualified to start over. Chu Lan, you no longer have this qualification in front of me."

Bai Xiyue smiled, but her words were direct and cold, with a hint of cruelty.

If you make a mistake you can't be forgiven by just crying and saying "I know I was wrong", and not everyone has the chance to try again.

At least Chu Lan doesn't exist with Bai Xiyue.

Chu Lan felt a little dazed when he heard this, as if he had suddenly fallen into endless darkness. He could only watch himself falling down, not knowing what to do.

"Let's go."

Bai Xiyue was not interested in Chu Lan's expression and was extremely cold.

Not to mention tit-for-tat, Bai Xiyue didn't put her heart into this strategy. One reason was that the men in front of her were all young men, and she didn't have the habit of eating young grass. Moreover, it was even more impossible for her to have any feelings if the other party was a scumbag. The second reason was that she knew her mission.

Bai Xiyue didn't think she was being heartless, at most she was just being dedicated.

This kind of strategy is used to bully the scumbag, and whoever feels sorry for him is a fool.

Bai Xiyue waved to Qiao Song who was not far away, indicating that it was time to leave.

When Bai Xiyue turned to face Qiao Song, she put on a tearful expression, and it seemed like she was forcing herself to hold back.

She had just spoken to Chu Lan in a very low voice, at a volume that only the two of them could hear, so Qiao Song must not have heard it.

Besides, she just had her back to Qiao Song, so Qiao Song couldn't see the expression on her face, so she could act however she wanted.

When Bai Xiyue looked over, the gloom on Qiao Song's face disappeared, and he regained his usual frivolous expression.

"Let's go."

Qiao Song naturally took Bai Xiyue's hand, as if he didn't notice the loneliness on her face at all.

He walked past Chu Lan with Bai Xiyue like a winner.

Damn the victor.

Qiao Song was furious and wanted to grab Chu Lan and beat him up again.

Bai Xiyue's hands were cold, and when he held them, his heart felt cold too.

What a big deal.

Qiao Song cursed Chu Lan in his heart, and was annoyed by Bai Xiyue's attitude towards Chu Lan.

Even if he likes it, it's over now, right? He is the biggest beneficiary at the moment.

But I just felt unhappy and unhappy, as if this was not what I wanted.

But how could it not be?

It's almost half past twelve now and there are not many people on the street.

Chu Lan half-knelt beside the road, with a stinging pain on his face.

But that wasn't what hurt him the most.

His hands clutched the clothes around his chest, and he felt like a fish out of water, unable to breathe.

Chu Lan never thought that he would have such a miserable day, sitting alone on the side of the road with a defeated dog-like expression.

He was a little breathless, Bai Xiyue's words lingered in his mind like a spell, and every one of her smiles seemed to be poisoned, like gorgeous flowers growing among vines, entwining layer after layer around his heart, making him almost faint but at the same time extremely sober.

I don't want your sincerity and I don't care about it, just like you treated me back then.

ha.

Chu Lan laughed out loud, his eyes filled with despair.

He laughed so hard that he started coughing, and he fell to the ground without the strength to stand up.

Is it his own fault?

He wanted to tell himself that maybe there was still a chance, but he no longer had the courage to say that to himself.

Bai Xiyue's eyes were so cold, as if she disdained him.

Maybe not like, but it is.

She no longer cared about him.

Chu Lan's back seemed to be unable to support his pride any longer and collapsed.

He was just tempted, but the bud of his love was pinched off before it even grew.

Chu Lan stood up unsteadily, his face pale.

There was a coolness on the face, and tiny hail fell from the sky, freezing people.

Chu Lan returned home like a ghost, which scared his mother.

"Son, what happened to you? Were you bullied? Didn't I ask you to deliver some materials to your father? Why is this happening?"

Despite his mother's loud and concerned expressions, Chu Lan said nothing, with a tired look on his face.

Chu Lan didn't want to say anything, and couldn't say anything.

No matter how his mother asked, he always answered with silence.

After treating the wound, he closed his eyes wearily as he listened to his mother saying that she would ask for leave for him tomorrow.

He was too tired, so tired that he didn't even have the energy to speak, and even blinking seemed a bit tiring for him.

My heart feels like a piece of it has been hollowed out, it's empty and air is leaking in. Even though I'm covered with a quilt, I still feel cold.

Certain scenes keep interweaving in my mind, sometimes from the past, sometimes from the present.

Chu Lan thought of Bai Xiyue's sweet smile and felt a little unwilling, but when he thought of her decisive words and cold expression, all his strength was drained away and he became powerless.

It was still snowing outside, and tiny white stones fell on people's hair and bodies, like white ink splashing on a black curtain, like a dream.

Bai Xiyue was led forward by Qiao Song, with the snowflakes falling into her neck, feeling a little cold.

Qiao Song walked forward vigorously, and Bai Xiyue pulled his hand.

"How fast are you walking?"

Qiao Song stopped and looked into Bai Xiyue's watery eyes.

She seemed to have calmed down, the slight drunkenness from before was gone, and she returned to her usual self, nonchalant and frivolous.

Qiao Song didn't know what kind of bitter feeling he had in his heart. It really made people angry, or even jealous, to see such a person shedding tears for others.

"Come to think of it, if Chu Lan hadn't had a criminal record, I would have answered him if you had asked me that question just now."

"Are you trying to make me jealous?"

"No, no, this is the self-cultivation of us beauty lovers. Chu Lan is really good-looking."

Bai Xiyue looked so regretful that it was hard to tell what she was really thinking.

Bai Xiyue raised her hand and pinched Qiao Song's cheek, her eyes narrowed.

"You, your appearance is more likely to inspire maternal love."

Qiao Song has a delicate look with round eyes. The big Qiao has a cute and silly face, while the small Qiao is a little handsome, but not top-notch.

And Chu Lan's cold, arrogant and indifferent look is indeed first-rate.

“He’s really good-looking.”

Bai Xiyue sighed repeatedly and loosened her hand that was pinching Qiao Song's face.

Qiao, a person obsessed with beauty, was in a very bad mood at the moment. He really wanted to perform "Little Mother on the Bed" for Bai Xiyue. Who told her to say something that would inspire maternal love?

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