This day is the clearest weather in city A in these few months. It was clear sky, and the sun projected down was warm. People unconsciously carry a good mood and feel happy.
On the streets where people come and go, there is a pair of people sitting on the chairs on the side of the street that is particularly noticeable.
The man is tall and handsome, and a black suit makes him look extraordinarily masculine. And sitting with him, no matter whether it is identity or image, it seems out of place. It is a brown bear, yes! It's a bear, a man in Mr. Bear's clothes.
At this time, Jiang Junxi handed the bottle of water he bought to the person next to him, "Is it not uncomfortable for you in such a hot day?"
However, Mr. Xiong waved his hand and never took off his headgear. It seemed that he was reluctant to let Jiang Junxi see his true face.
Jiang Junxi glanced at her, as if he didn't force it, put the water in his hand aside, and looked back at the street ahead.
"Are you still a student?" He could tell from her vague voice just now that she seemed to be a very young girl.
Students who do odd jobs like this can be seen everywhere, after all, not everyone is in good shape in life.
This is what the person let him know.
After experiencing so many things, he also learned a lot of things that he didn't know when he was just a young master.
Mr. Xiong looked at him quietly, but did not speak.
Jiang Junxi didn't care whether she answered her own question, because she didn't speak any more after she said a few words just now.
Seeing her dumbfounded look, even an impatient and temperamental person could not do anything about him.
In fact, seeing more people who are smart, powerful, and living aloft, he seems to prefer to stay with such a quiet, seemingly awkward guy.
This is why he would sit with this stranger he didn't know.
Suddenly, the person next to him gently pushed him with a soft bear paw. Jiang Junxi was taken aback, then looked back and saw that Mr. Xiong in front of him was making gestures with his hands. Soon, Jiang Junxi seemed to understand what she meant.
"Are you asking if I have any troubles?"
Mr. Xiong nodded.
"I fell in love with a woman, a woman who lived in a different world from me."
Jiang Junxi looked up at the blue sky, his eyes dimmed and dimmed: "Because of this woman, I have changed a lot. Knowing that this relationship is far away, but I just want to break the so-called "cannot be together" law. I am very Love her, love her so much that I can give my life. But my arrogance has caused her a lot of harm. I know her clearly, but I never believe her. I hurt her deeply, and finally forced her to leave after all I finally chose another man to leave me behind. I regret it, I regret why I couldn’t think about the whole thing rationally.” Jiang Junxi’s voice gradually became sour, this has always been very strong in front of people. The man who would cry at will, there was a faint cry in his voice, from the beginning to the end, he still could not accept the fact that Dongfang Han had left.
However, he lays down the net and searched all over the world, but he still couldn't find her. That person seemed to break into his world suddenly from the beginning, and suddenly disappeared into his world as before, silently.
This is the most unacceptable, and the most unacceptable.
Suddenly warm palms lightly covered his head, and he was surprised! Looking back, I saw that the person beside him who had nothing to do with him was comforting him and stroking his head.
Does he really have no dignity at all in front of people? ! The expression on Jiang Junxi's face gradually converged, and then returned to the usual coldness. Unceremoniously, he slapped the opponent's hand and stood up.
"I don't need anyone's sympathy, let alone a stranger like you." After speaking coldly, he turned and left.
Mr. Xiong hurriedly stood up, picked up the balloon in her hand to catch up with two steps, and finally stopped, watching the sound that disappeared in the crowd, she slowly released the balloon in her hand that had never been sent out, letting it drift in the wind go. Just like her heart, she subconsciously wants to catch something, but she thinks about it calmly, even if she catches it, what can she do next.
To say, or not to say.
It seems that it doesn't make any sense at all.
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At this moment, the people who had been standing there looking at them on the other side of the street had a hint of complexity flashing in their cold eyes.