Gong Qin didn't speak any more and walked out of the bedroom to the entrance.
He was stunned when he took the coat. The same style of windbreaker has the same color and size.
He was very annoyed before and said to He Ling, "Can you not buy the same one? I can't tell who it is."
He Ling kissed his earlobe and said, "What does it matter, is it bad to wear my clothes?"
At that time, Gong Qin said it was not good, but she still wore his clothes.
Gong Qin paused and took the one on the left.
He came back early, his clothes were on the left, and He Ling's on the right.
But what's the use
This dress only belonged to him on this day. For the countless days before, he couldn't tell who it belonged to.
However, it became clear later.
Gong Qin went to the underground garage and looked at the cars, not wanting to touch them.
He Ling bought his car.
He Ling's cars were all bought by him.
This garage is not filled with cars, but with memories.
Gong Qin let out a light breath and walked out.
It was very cold outside, and the snow that had just fallen had not yet melted. It was piled on the roadside and stirred with mud, which was particularly ugly.
Gong Qin put her hands in the pockets of her clothes, the pockets were very cold, like an ice hole.
In the past, He Ling always put his hands in his pockets.
Gong Qin hated being so close on the road: "What are the two big men like?"
He Ling said: "What does it matter, legal husband, no one can control a kiss."
At that time, they had just got married, and what He Ling liked most was - legal husband.
It had been seven years.
Gong Qin almost forgot how she knew He Ling, only the bits and pieces of the past seven years had already been mixed into the blood and into the bone marrow.
Unfortunately, people can change.
As he grew to love him more and more,
And he became less and less in love with him.
Gong Qin laughed at herself, leaned against the wall, and shrank helplessly into the darkest corner.
In fact, there are already signs.
In the past few months, He Ling went home later and colder day by day.
He Ling didn't speak, Gong Qin couldn't even find a topic, so she could only be silent.
In the room with only two people, none of them spoke, and it was so swaying.
But what can be done
Feelings are the most unreliable, come inexplicably and go even more inexplicably.
He couldn't understand why He Ling liked a boring person like him.
Now I can't understand why He Ling doesn't like him anymore.
Divorce is fine.
He was alone.