10 years where i loved you the most chinese novel (Eng)

ch.5

The tenth favorite of you _ section reading _5



"I said it is because the outsiders and I are awkward." Although Jiang Wenxu was guilty, he was just as confident: "Your friend is definitely not a good person, nowhere else."

He knows that he is sitting straight and gently touches the red cheeks. The cloud is light and whispered: "You are not a good person, let's go anywhere else."

"I only thought that I was with you at the beginning, even if I had a hard time, I was so happy that I had passed the seven-year itch for ten years, but I never thought that people would always change. The reason for people change is because He wants to change." He knows that he closes his eyes. He does not want to cast the remaining strength and warmth of life to Jiang Wenxu: "Let's separate for a while, and I don't want to keep a broken house."

When He Zhishu said this, he always had a slightly sloppy lip. The voice was soft and clear, and calm was like a random chat with his lover.

Jiang Wenxu sighed for a long time before he sighed back: "If the traitor is broken, it will break the jar and break. I want you to let you and Shantou fly together? How can there be such a good business?"

He Zhishu only feels funny: "I don't have enough shares for you to eat? Do you still have to compensate me for your valuable youth to pay for your breakup?"

"I really think about the stock. When the house was bought, you didn't want to sign it. It was my own name." Jiang Wenxu sneered: "I don't need you to compensate me. I am going out of the house. Not right, Your hoe is reluctant to suffer, and it is not unusual for you to break the house.

He Zhishu finally frowned, his eyes full of sorrow, he did not laugh, and sighed softly: "Why? Fourteen years of feelings, you have to ruin so much room?"

Jiang Wenxu was inexplicably stabbed in the heart. He leaned over the shoulders of He Zhizhi and softened his voice: "Knowledge, I said, we don't care. You know that I have a bad temper and I can't let me let me know." ?"

"Divided." He Zhishu hid, he still said this, he wants to laugh, if not blindly tolerant, he will not ruin himself to the present. He Zhishu took a mobile phone from the coffee table and sent a text message to Ai Ziyu - help me arrange chemotherapy.

Jiang Wenxu’s lost hand shook and forced the patience of the fire to make him jump in the forehead: “Don’t make fun of me with me.”

"I am serious. I have never been a person who can be, you know how much I screw."

Jiang Wenxu clenched the back of the alveolar, and tightened his wrist with a hand to drag him outside the door: "You do! Roll, you can roll now!"