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In the name of love

Time: 2015-08-19 Source: Original Editor: Borage Girl Reading: Times

She always knew that there was a woman beside her.

When did you find out? Probably the last time I was on a business trip and returned to their home. She was still asleep. She was lying beside her wearily, but she smelled from her pillow that she did not belong to her or her. Perfume smell.

She is He Qiaorou, a small director in a well-known company, and she has been the top in the class from the past; and her name is Jiang Yuyan, the owner of a bar who is not good at reading and is good at fighting.

They are not together.

"Yu Yan, can you help me sort out the guest room?" He Qiaorou folded his clothes for Jiang Yuyan on the sofa, and said to Jiang Yuyan who had just taken a bath.

"Guest room?" She put down her towel and looked at the woman on the sofa who was always doing housework for herself. "What's wrong? Are there any friends coming?"

"No ..." He Qiaorou shook his head. "I think I'd better move over to sleep there."

After that time, every time she returned from a business trip, she could always smell the mysterious smell in the room. She had never mentioned Jiang Yuyan, and Jiang Yuyan had never been frank with her.

She didn't want to smell that smell anymore.

"That's it." Jiang Yuyan smiled, "I'll help you organize tomorrow, anyway, I'm busy at home." She stretched out, took out the cigarette from the jacket pocket on the hanger and opened it. The door of the balcony, standing alone, smoking a cigarette.

He Qiaorou followed her, watching the lonely figure on the balcony quietly, "Have you been pumping more recently?"

"Huh?" After hearing He Qiaorou's question, Jiang Yuyan turned to look at her, "Are you there?"

"Well, a bit." The latter just nodded. "Don't try to smoke when you are at home. You haven't confessed to Sister Wang Xue, if you are found, you will be scolded again."

Thinking of the person in He Qiaorou's mouth, Jiang Yuyan shuddered, and then she smiled and put out the smoke in her hand, but when she looked up, the smile had receded, "I'm sorry ..."

Facing He Qiaorou, Jiang Yuyan just said gently.

---

I don't want your love forever, as long as you occasionally think of the moment you love me the most, that's enough.

Even if it's just an instant.

---

That woman is called Song Ke.

Jiang Yuyan first met her five months ago when He Qiaorou was on a business trip. She was drunk on the street not far from the bar she opened, and Jiang Yuyan picked her up, and then someone vacated a box for her to rest.

"Wine ..." Song Ke, confused and drunk, faced Jiang Yuyan. The first sentence he spoke was still to drink.

Jiang Yuyan called the waiter and asked the waiter to provide different alcoholic drinks according to Song Ke's request. Until Song Ke was drunk, she went into the box to take care of her personally.

She watched too much, such a broken-hearted woman drinking. They always thought that alcohol would make them forget everything, but in fact they couldn't forget anything, and woke up the next day in exchange for nothing but a hangover with a headache.

"How could those who left leave looking back ... even if they die, it is just a dream."

Looking at Song Ke, who was unconscious, Jiang Yuyan just quietly smoking a cigarette, whispered.

In the days that followed, Song Ke came to Jiang Yuyan to report here every day. Sometimes, the two of them would chat together in the box. Jiang Yuyan rarely drank because she said that she didn't want to bring the wine back home, from that From the beginning, Song Ke knew that Jiang Yuyan had a person named He Qiaorou.

"Song Ke, are you lonely?"

"Who is here who is not lonely?" Song Ke said gently, looking at the man who was playing with the cigarette case, "arguing with his girlfriend?"

"A girlfriend?" Repeatedly chanting Song Ke, Jiang Yuyan just smiled bitterly, "Ca n’t be noisy, she is away longer than she is. The company always asks her to travel, and I ca n’t be right She said, "Resign, I will support you", let alone we are just friends. "

"Not a lover." Song Ke took a sip of wine. "Anyway, it's only a few days on a business trip. With a little patience, the lonely bar owner."

She said indifferently, but also thought of the man who had abandoned herself, as if she had left when she was on a business trip? Just when she thought so, she was stunned by Jiang Yuyan's words the next second.

"Song Ke, would you sell me your loneliness?"

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I can't say love to you because I don't want to hurt you.

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