In the night, I hugged Jian Wei and walked towards the community where she lived. At this time, I was so glad that Jian Wei told me her address before she was still conscious, otherwise I really didn't know how to resettle her.

After entering the community, I found that she lived in a 6th floor house, which means it was not equipped with an elevator. I was a little disappointed and had to put her down against the corner of the wall, and my arms were already numb and painful.

After a while of rest, I picked up Jian Wei and climbed upstairs along the stairs. After walking a few steps, I remembered the message Mi Cai had just returned to me and had not read it.

But why didn’t I remember it when I was just resting? I thought, in my subconscious, I didn’t mind the bright trip to the United States, so I didn’t care much about what Micai would return.

Take out the key to the house from Jian Wei's handbag, open the door, and stumble and carry her into the living room, and then lay it flat on the sofa.

Finally, I turned on the living room light, poured myself a glass of water, leaned back on the sofa in the most relaxed position, resting my overdrawn physical strength.

...

After drinking a glass of water, I took out my cell phone from my pocket again, and opened the message Mi Cai sent me.

"Yes, he has come to the United States and there is a link that requires the cooperation of investors. His company is now one of the largest investors in Zhuomei."

I smiled and replied to her message: "Why are you explaining so well..."

"Because you're afraid you'll mind!"

"Won't."

Mi Cai replied with a sad expression, without words.

"Why are you sad?"

"You don't care about me at all! That's why you don't mind!"

I subconsciously wiped the cold sweat from my forehead. It turned out that Mi Cai would also use this typical woman logic to look at love.

While hesitating to reply something to suppress her little womanly mentality, Jian Wei's cell phone rang in her handbag.

I didn't plan to answer for her, but I still replied to Mi Cai, but the ringtone was persistent over and over again.

I was afraid that this was an emergency call related to her work, so I finally got up and picked up my handbag from the sofa on her side. I looked through several mezzanines before finding the phone number. But the moment I saw the call number, my whole body immediately became rigid - this call was called by Xiang Chen.

I hesitated whether to pick it up, but there was no reason to pick it up. It was so late, Jian Wei was drunk and I was with her. Isn’t this a misunderstanding?

The ringtone finally stopped after repeated several times, but I didn't feel that feeling of relief.

Just as I was about to put my phone back to Jian Wei's handbag, the message prompt sound rang again. I subconsciously glanced at me and still sent me to Chen: "Vivi, can you answer my phone? Can you not be so cold?...I am on the way to Suzhou now, and I will be where you live in ten minutes. I hope you will open the door for me and let's have a good talk. Is it OK?"

I was stunned for 30 seconds, and suddenly realized that I had only 9 minutes and 30 seconds left to leave. I quickly put my phone back into Jian Wei's handbag and walked out the door without looking back.

...

In the night, I returned to the edge of the moat. I never felt that life was so ridiculous. Why did I escape from Jian Wei's house in such a mess?

Is it because I have Mi Cai or because Jian Wei has Xiang Chen?

Maybe not, but the open-minded years in the past, who have died in the chronic poison of time.

I lit a cigarette for myself with depression, and then I remembered that Mi Cai’s message had not yet been returned, but I was pulled by two emotions and no longer had the mood to reply to the message, so I really threw my phone aside and sat there without emotion.

Suddenly, the message Xiang Chen sent to Jian Wei suddenly appeared in my mind again. I almost didn't have to think about it, and I knew that there was another conflict between him and Jian Wei, and that Jian Wei was neglected again.

I am not a fool. Combined with Jian Wei’s recent words and deeds, I deeply realize that there may be still unfinished feelings between us!

However, there are many things that cannot be explained.

If Jian Wei really still loves me, why would she accept Xiang Chen’s confession at Fang Yuan and Yan Yan’s wedding that day?

Why did I break up with me so resolutely in the United States, and I didn’t even have a reason?

When I was controlled by these two questions, my brain was in a state of crash, and then I thought of Mi Cai. If I blindly explore the doubts between myself and Jian Wei that had never been answered, is it a disrespect for her?

Thinking of this, my brain was once again in a state of shock.

However, there is one thing that is beyond doubt. In the past, what I thought was that I no longer loved Jane Wei, but because she no longer loved me.

When she was judged that she might still love herself, her undead heart seemed to have instantly developed the motivation to love again.

Because the sincerity you have given cannot be recovered just by taking it back.

Three years of unforgettable memory, and three years of longing day and night!...If these six years were a kind of poison, I really didn't have the ability to relieve this poison for myself.

I was confused, I didn't know what to do? I could only help but drift in the years when people were in the wind, in the rain, and drifted in the years when they were ridiculous but loved so much that they could die...

...

Back to the old house left to me by Mi Cai, my body found the peace of home, but my soul seemed to be whipped by Mi Cai with a pure whip.

I finally felt that I could not stay any longer. After watering the flowers and plants placed on the balcony, I hurriedly left the old house and called Robben. At this time, I always wanted to talk to him, a buddy who was in love with each other.

Robben told me that he had lived back on the once simple roof compartment.

This is better, .

After a while, I came to Robben's residence, and didn't knock on the door. I took out a bank card from my wallet and inserted it into the old-fashioned lock crack. The door was opened. I saw Robben lying on his back with a dull expression on his back, smoking a cigarette.

I kicked the bed, and then he turned his head to look at me, then put out the cigarette in his hand, and asked, "You are so awesome! How did you come in?"

I raised the bank card in my hand.

Robben didn't say anything anymore, just threw a cigarette at me.

I didn't twitch, clamped it in my hand, and asked him, "Why are you living here again?"

Robben replied instinctively: "I miss her."

I deliberately "screamed" and said, "Do you?" and looked at him with longing expression on his face, because the answer he gave me might help me solve my own doubts in the whirlpool.

Robben looked at me and said for a while: "I'm sorry, I have to think about it...she is in my bones!"

After a while, I gritted my teeth and nodded.

Robben looked at me alertly: "What? Stand up?"

I shook my head and said, "I'm not qualified to suck you two big mouths!"

Robben nodded with a look of understanding: "You are not qualified!"

I sat on the chair beside the bed without saying a word, and finally lit the cigarette that had been stuck in my hand, smoking it silently from Robben.
Chapter completed!