CEO's Forced Love

We've broken up

This sentence is not only an excuse, but also mixed with her strong personal emotions, and her grievances are inadvertently revealed.

The voice fell, and the silence gradually spread in the ward.

Ye Zhiqiu's long eyelashes trembled and cast a silhouette at the corner of her eyes. Her fingernails were scratched by her. The pain of her abdominal wound and the accident brought to her by Yan Yu. The two accumulated, and her uncertain mood began to turn negative again. Then she heard the clear "pop" sound when the lighter was lit.

She turned her head and saw Huo Zhongxiao light a cigarette. He just looked up at her: "can I smoke?"

“……”

Ye Zhiqiu didn't object. He said you ordered it. If you really care about my ideas, you should ask me before lighting cigarettes. Now it's more like a notice.

Huo Zhongxiao sat there quietly spitting out a cigarette, but his eyes were always fixed on her. His peaceful but deep eyes were not sharp. It seemed that he was organizing language. This situation was like that the teaching director wanted to lecture the problem students. Ye Zhiqiu didn't dare to say a word. He suddenly regretted mentioning the opposite thing with him.

In China, most parents do not agree that their children fall in love when they go to school. Even when they grow up, unmarried * is a terrible scandal.

Sure enough, after a long time, Huo Zhongxiao said, "where did you meet him?"

"Vancouver, he is my... Senior."

"From the same school?"

Ye Zhiqiu just wanted to nod and say 'yes'. To Huo Zhongxiao, it seemed that he could see her black eyes, and his words turned into - "No."

His fingers are holding cigarettes, his movements are casual, and the soot is getting longer and longer

"How long have you known each other?" he asked again.

"Three years, two months and seven days."

Ye Zhiqiu has never been so honest. She answers whatever people ask, but her first love is dissected in the sun, and the whole person feels uncomfortable.

"Yesterday, I saw you leave with a middle-aged woman at the airport. It's your ex boyfriend's mother?"

The word "Qian" clearly defines Yan Yu's current role.

Ye Zhiqiu looked at Huo Zhongxiao in surprise. Why didn't she see him? Huo Zhongxiao put out his cigarette: "I'm standing in the corner. You didn't see me normal."

She said "Oh" and then asked tentatively, "uncle, did you come to Yunnan yesterday?"

But when he called grandpa that day, he clearly said that he was boarding

Huo Zhongxiao glanced at her and said faintly, "I'll pick someone up."

“……”

Ye Zhiqiu lowered her head again. The gossip on her face just now seemed to be an illusion. She heard Huo Zhongxiao's sudden formal tone: "You are still young. You should focus on your studies. It is good to make more friends, but girls should know how to protect themselves. I know that the foreign environment is very different from the mainland, but a good life circle plays a vital role in your life, study and future career."

"When you reach my age and look back at your relationship, you will feel that there are many risk factors. You are not mature enough. At this age, what you should do is how to make a reasonable plan for your future life. Only love on a fixed basis will not be fleeting."

Huo Zhongxiao's words are realistic and cruel.

For ye Zhiqiu, who is in a rebellious age, this remark is undoubtedly questioning and denying her green years.

She thought of Zhang Ningning, the woman who appeared gracefully in front of her.

In Yan Yu's eyes, he should be an ignorant little boy. He only knows to revolve around him, so he will be bored, right?

"Therefore, ending an immature relationship is not a bad thing in the long run."

Huo Zhongxiao's voice was a little gentle, which was different from the ruthless words just now: "if you really like each other, when you grow up and have enough reason to plan for the future, it's not too late to be together."

Ye Zhiqiu's nose was sour, raised his head and looked at him. He said low, "he doesn't like me. He's with me to stimulate the people he likes."

Huo Zhongxiao frowned, but she looked down at her eyelashes and looked wronged in tears. He was not good at comforting people, but now he had to do it. He stood up, went to the bedside table, opened the cork of the hot water bottle, poured hot water into the half cup, and then pushed the enamel cup next to her.

A white mist rose slowly from the mouth of the cup.

"He said it himself?" Huo Zhongxiao pulled the chair to the bed, then sat down, still overlapping his long legs.

"No... I heard it outside the door myself," she said.

Huo Zhongxiao's tall upper body leaned back against the back of the chair, his hands clasped with ten fingers and put them on his legs at will.

Ye Zhiqiu glanced at him from the corner of her eye. She felt that Huo Zhongxiao might secretly laugh at her silly girl who was used as a spare tire, but now she was a weak person who was hurt but had no place to complain. She couldn't help telling him: "I didn't know until I came to Yunnan that he was going to marry the woman he liked."

"Otherwise, I won't come here. What a shame..." later, her voice was as light as a mosquito.

"If you broke up, he told you after you knew this?"

Ye Zhiqiu's eyes were slightly red: "just last night."