Jiang Wuyan never thought that she would stay for another ten years.

But in this way, it was exposed nakedly in front of Wen Jiuyu.

She will never forget it.

Wen Jiuyu, which has always been dull, calm and gloomy, will show such a look.

The shock of her identity being exposed, the anger of anger caused by being deceived, including a hint of disgust.

as well as……

That inexplicably complicated emotion.

Jiang Wuyan couldn't understand.

All she knows is.

On that day, Wen Jiuyu issued an order to expel guests, "Please leave Lin Qianhai and Wen Siyue."

Stayed by myself.

He said three words to Jiang Wuyan.

"Pack up your stuff and leave my house."

"Never show up before me."

"roll!"

Three sentences and three knives were inserted into her heart.

Jiang Wuyan’s three years of company are exchanged for these three sentences.

No matter how persisted she insisted, no matter how she was, she had no choice but to stay there...

She ran out crying.

She didn't see it. After she ran out, the person sitting on the sofa had a dark face and sat for three hours.

Still motionless.

...

Jiang Wuyan really left.

It happened to be the end of the college entrance examination.

A long vacation.

She ran abroad.

And Wen Jiuyu... gradually became...unlike herself because she really disappeared.

Two months later.

London, England.

The sound of Big Ben was slowly ringing.

In the huge square, white doves hovered.

There are many people coming and going, each of which is a strange face.

However, they are all very friendly and friendly.

This is the eleventh country that Jiang Wuyan travels around.

Before that, I went to Egypt, Nepal, South Africa, Kazakhstan, etc.

Every time she goes to a place, she will go to the local Xinfeng God Church to pray.

I sincerely pray to God that she can meet the man she cannot replace in her life.

Several times, she saw a back similar to him on various occasions.

She would go crazy and chase after him and shout his name.

The other person turned around and looked at her with a strange look on his face.

She apologized in a daze in disappointment, "Sorry, I recognized the wrong person."

I don't know how many times she said this.

Among the eleven countries she has traveled, she always encounters people who look like him in this way or that.

She would do this.

Like a lunatic.

Like a heartless madman.

However, every time, she was disappointed.

She is like a lonely traveler, looking for her, her only him in the hurrying lives of people...

Disappointment is not scary.

What is terrible is that persistence is repeated and despair is repeated.

In the end, that day, the three words he said to him were so heartbroken that she was suffocating.

Her persistence over the years collapsed in those three sentences.

Unexpectedly, after his identity was exposed, all he left was his disgust and anger.

Three years of companionship...it was probably wrong.

But so what?

Mom and Dad, brother and sister-in-law, let her come out to relax and forget some people and some things.

But...had she forgotten?

Just like now.

She stood in the square of Big Ben, looking at the various people, someone who looked very much like his back.

But she just looked at him and was stunned and lost her mind.

The foot that was about to step out stopped.

Nothing else, just for the back suddenly stopped.

A particularly beautiful foreign girl ran across from him, and she smiled and grabbed the man who looked very much like his back.

The two left talking and laughing.

Eighteen-year-old Jiang Wuyan wore a bohemian long dress and her long black hair flew in the wind, exuding a unique charm, which made her whole body exude a unique charm.

With dark eyes, looking at the happy backs that were gradually moving away, she finally withdrew her pace, stopped, and smiled bitterly.

Forget it.

That person...is not him.

Otherwise, how could he be held by other women with his arms?

A little girl in her teenager carrying a flower basket suddenly walked in front of her.

"Beautiful sister, do you buy flowers?" The little foreign girl smiled very kindly and spoke fluently in English.

Such a pure smile touched Jiang Wuyan's broken heart.

She is already over 1.7 meters tall, but now, wearing eight centimeter high heels, she is naturally extremely slender.

Especially those long legs, they are simply a beauty on earth.

She smiled and squatted down slightly to match her eyes: "How much does it cost for you? I bought it."

"Beautiful sister, my mother said that you can send flowers to your kind sister who has a story, no money."

As she said that, she picked out a white lily from the flower basket and handed it to Jiang Wuyan.

"Beautiful sister, I give you this flower. I hope you can achieve your wish as soon as possible. May God bless you."

The little girl smiled and was about to leave.

At that moment, Jiang Wuyan actually felt an inexplicable feeling.

"Little sister, wait..." She suddenly called her, "How do you see that my sister has a story in her heart?"

she asked softly.

In those eyes that looked like gems, there was a long flow of water carrying thousands of words.

Tenderness is unreasonable.

The little girl selling flowers was stunned, but was bewitched by her eyes...

She had never seen such beautiful and incredible eyes, as if they were carrying the entire starry sky, so deep and so charming...

Such eyes reminded her of that beautiful brother.

That brother is the same... so, with a pair of eyes that can talk.
To be continued...