"Last night was not your birthday. Even if I left without saying hello, you wouldn't be so angry, right?"

"You--" Gao Xiang was so angry that he gritted his teeth but had no choice but to do anything. He suddenly sat on the sofa, sulking with a cold face.

"Okay, OK, I'm wrong with letting you go last night. I'm wrong, I'll apologize to you!" Wen Wanting didn't want to quarrel with him early in the morning, so she admitted her mistake on her own initiative, then turned around and poured a glass of water.

He walked to him and bent down slightly and handed it to him, coaxing him, "Okay, don't be angry, come and drink some water to quench his breath!"

In Gao Xiang's eyes, Wen Wanting has always been cold and arrogant. It is very, very rare to ask her to admit her mistakes on her own initiative. But now she is willing to lower her figure and whisper to him. What else can he not be content with?

.And they have known each other for many years, and he knows her temper too much. At this time, it is best to stop when she sees it. Otherwise, she will be angry and will suffer in the end, and he will be the one who surrenders. So he thought about it and decided to accept her apology.

Let me tell her the confession I didn't have the chance to say last night...

Thinking of this, Gao Xiang pretended to purse the corners of his lips, proudly, and then turned to look at her resentfully. However, when he saw this, his face changed drastically—

Wen Wanting's action of bent down and handing water caused the collar of her nightgown to open slightly, revealing her neck and collarbone, and an ambiguous trace was printed on her collarbone with her teeth and claws...

He suddenly grabbed her wrist hard, and his hand was so strong that he wanted to crush her wrist bones. She screamed in irresistibly, "Ah..."

"What is this?" Gao Xiang's face was as bright as a black iron, his eyes staring at the kiss marks on her collarbone, and asked sternly.

As a man, he knew too much about what this trace meant. It was because of his understanding that he was so shocked. He couldn't believe that the love he had protected for more than ten years would fly like a cooked duck.

Leaving, it's so hateful!

Wen Wanting frowned fiercely in pain. Seeing Gao Xiang's aggressive gaze, she immediately understood. She subconsciously raised her hand to cover her collarbone, and her heart tightened slightly.

That was the first and only trace left on her when he reached the extreme last night...

A bitter smile appeared on the corner of her lips. If it weren't for the trace and the soreness all over her body, she even suspected that she had just had an absurd dream last night, because when she woke up in a dream, he had disappeared without a trace.

, as if I had never been there.

Wen Wanting was already uncomfortable, and now she was even more angry when facing Gao Xiang's unreasonable questioning. She frowned and looked unhappy. She raised her hand and wanted to wave his hand away, and replied rebelliously.

He shouted, "Do you care about me...ah..."

But before she finished speaking, he suddenly pulled her hard and almost pulled her into his arms. Fortunately, she supported his chest with one hand and stabilized her body in time.

"I'll ask you what this is?" He stared at her angrily and asked aggressively with gritted teeth. His handsome face was slightly distorted, looking ferocious and terrifying.

"What's wrong with you, Gao Xiang?" Wen Wanting looked at Gao Xiang in confusion, with a trace of impatience in his eyes, and felt that his unreasonable act was unbearable.

What's wrong with him? She didn't know what's wrong with him?

Gao Xiang was both angry and injured, and she was almost heartless and angry and injured.

"Gaoxiang!" She called him with a frown, turning her wrist slightly hard to break free from his big hand, urging him to say something as soon as he has something to do.

Gao Xiang gritted his teeth and endured it again and again, but he couldn't bear it anymore. His sharp eyes shot straight into her eyes and asked, "Do you have a man?" His voice was as cold as an ice sculpture.

"...Well! There is one!" Wen Wanting was slightly stunned, then nodded generously to admit.

Seeing her confession in person, Gao Xiang's face turned pale instantly, and he sniffed a deep breath and stared at her calm and gentle face, heartache as if it were twisted.

"When? Why didn't you tell me?" He asked with a panting and he gasped.

His tone was too harsh, and there was a hint of possessiveness, which she didn't like. She pursed her red lips, looked back at him calmly, and said lightly without any haste, "Gao Xiang, this is

My **, I probably don't need to tell you everything..."

"No need? Wen Wanting! I fucking like you! I like you! I like you!" Gao Xiang held her hand tightly, stretched her neck and straightened her back, roaring at her angrily, three times in a row, "I like it."

You, every word roared, the earth shook.

Wen Wanting: "..."

Gao Xiang's thoughts, in fact, she vaguely realized recently, but she didn't dare to think about this. After all, the two of them have been in peace for so many years. She doesn't think he will fall in love with her suddenly, so now he suddenly shouts at her.

She confessed her love, and she was really surprised that she couldn't come back, and then she was deeply embarrassed.

She is destined to let him down!

"I bought flowers last night and the ring, I thought-" Gao Xiang was full of grievance and growled indignation.

"Gao Xiang!" Wen Wanting suddenly shouted, blocking his words, and at the same time waved his hand away, saying, "Sorry! In my heart, I have always regarded you as a buddy!"

In terms of love, she doesn't like to drag her back, and she doesn't need a spare tire, because that's not only a pity for Gaoxiang, but also a pity for herself.

Her love must be pure and persistent. She doesn't like eating what is in the bowl and thinking about what is in the pot. Although money is not her "in the bowl", she doesn't want to delay enjoying this "in the pot".

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"I need a buddy, but I also look for a man. What kind of buddy do you, a woman, do you want me? I don't want it!" Gao Xiang shouted excitedly, unwilling to give up!

"If you don't mind being a sister, it's okay!" Wen Wanting raised her eyebrows slightly and said indifferently, with a hint of teasing.

"Wen Wanting!" Gao Xiang gritted his teeth hard, and he was so angry that he spit out her name gloomy from the cracks of his teeth.

"Gao Xiang, I'm sorry!" She looked at him fearlessly. Although she was sorry, her tone was quite reasonable, because she didn't deceive him, and she didn't like him.

"I don't want your sorry!" Gao Xiang roared like a lion who was only severely injured, with sadness and despair in his eyes.

The girl he had cared for for more than ten years actually became someone else's person overnight. How could he not let his heart break?

"But I can't afford what you want!" Compared to Gao Xiang's excitement, Wen Wanting seemed particularly calm and said cruelly and ruthlessly.

"You--" Gao Xiang was so angry that he couldn't speak. He turned his head casually and saw that the door of her studio was not closed, so the painting on the easel just came into his eyes. In just a moment, he fainted.

I understood something, raised my hand and pointed at the handsome man in the painting, and asked with jealousy: "It's him?"

Wen Wanting looked at the studio along his fingers, and her eyes touched the person in the painting. Her eyes instantly became gentle like water, and she nodded without hesitation, "Yes! It's him!"

Seeing her admitting, Gao Xiang felt a sense of despair that was hopeless. He stared at her with a grim apart. After a while, he roared in a hoarse voice, "Wen Wanting, you will regret it!"

"I don't know!" She looked back at him lightly, her tone was confident and fearless.

Well, she won't regret it. Even if her efforts are not rewarded, even if her love will eventually be wasted, even if she will be hurt so much that she will not regret it!

If you love, you love it, you will be wrong. No matter what the result is, she just wants to have a clear conscience. What can she regret?

Seeing that she had made up her mind, Gao Xiang had nothing to say, gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain in his heart and stared at her deeply. After a long time, a trace of grayness flashed through his eyes, and he turned around and left.

Bang!

The security door was hit hard by Gao Xiang who rushed out of the door, venting his anger. The huge sound was so shocked that Wen Wanting trembled gently and his brows frowned slightly.

She slowly turned her eyes and looked at the closed security door. She stood there, raising her hand and gently stroked the kiss mark on her collarbone. She couldn't come back to her senses for a long time, and her mind was filled with the man who made her love to the point of being crazy...

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Since then, Qian Jun left City A on the third day. He didn't tell her before leaving, but sent her a message after he arrived in New Zealand, which shows that their relationship is not as good as ordinary friends.

Gao Xiang was depressed for a while after being rejected by her. After half a year, he left City A and went abroad. He did not come back until more than three years later.

Well, more than three years have passed. Now Gao Xiang is back, Qian Jun is back, and even Jiuer, who Qian Jun has always loved deeply, has returned. Haha, all those who should come back are back, not.

In recent years, Qian Jun will come back every six months or so. Every time he comes back, they will inevitably fight back again and again. But after finishing, he never misses it.

She knew she was stupid, but she just couldn't let it go. Maybe it wasn't painful enough. When one day she couldn't stand the pain, she would naturally let it go.

So, in fact, she has been waiting for the day when the pain is too much to bear. If there is really that day, she will be relieved...

Last night, she welcomed Gao Xiang, but not long after, she sneaked away to find Qian Jun, and then got entangled with Qian Jun until midnight. As usual, he left her alone after the end.

I really don’t know what they are like!

A year ago, she opened a small gallery with her own efforts and the support of the government. At nine o'clock in the morning, she opened the gallery door and just pushed open the glass door and walked in. Her arm was suddenly grabbed by a big hand.

-live--

"ah……"

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Chapter completed!