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Chapter 3108

    

t!" Su Zhengrong said in a low voice, "Su Xi and the Ling family have a good relationship. Maybe we will use Su Xi in the future. How can you fix it if you said everything you said today"Chen Yuan's e...Chapter 3108

Ling Yinuo did not go home, but walked aimlessly in the street alone. She was still carrying the shirt she bought for Si Yan and forgot to give it to him.

I don't know when it rained. It didn't rain heavily, but it soon drenched her whole body.

the cold feeling of the wind on her body made her feel happier.

"obviously want to give up"

"but want to continue to pester you"

"it's a pity that I hit the south wall and still won't give up"

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"how can I be a friend after loving you for so long"

"I don't want to see you holding someone's hand"

there are sad songs playing in the roadside shop, which are very suitable for today's rainy day.

Si Yan has always regarded her as a little girl who has not grown up, but only she knows that she likes him very seriously. She is not without any experience, just like a young lady on a blank paper.

she loves him not on impulse, not on the spur of the moment, but a love that has gone deep into the bone marrow for so many years.

but she was enthusiastic, but in the end, it was nothing.

he has never been attracted to her, and her entanglement is a burden to him.

when the one she likes takes her as a burden, her love is a complete failure!

she constantly recalled that in those days in Xingcheng, she depended on him willfully and joked wantonly, while his connivance made her think that he had no feelings for her at all.

so she kissed Li Wensheng that night.

she didn't know whether it was remorse or grief. Tears flowed unscrupulously with Rain Water.

"when snubbing me"

"whose heart are you warming up again"

"it's my fault that I'm not good enough. Someone will replace

Ling Yinuo and stand by the side of the road for a long time while listening to the song. Then he turns and leaves when he finds someone looking at her.

*

when she got home, Yu Jing called in the living room and saw her come back drenched and embarrassed, so surprised that she forgot what to say.

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"I'm fine!" Ling Yinuo said in a hoarse voice, changed his shoes and went straight upstairs.

back to her room, she went to the bathroom to take a bath. When the water washed down, she couldn't help it any longer and burst into tears.

when she went out, Yu Jing came in with ginger soup and asked her to lie down on the bed.

she sat down against the head of the bed, took a sip of ginger soup, and Yu Jing took a hair dryer to blow her hair.

when her hair was blown dry, Yu Jing looked distressed at her pale appearance and asked softly, "what's wrong do you want to tell your mother"

Ling Yinuo was pale and silent while holding ginger tea.

Yu Jing sighed and reached out to touch her supple long hair. "have a good sleep after drinking ginger soup, and come back to your mother when you want to talk. I won't go out for a while, so I'll stay at home with you."

Ling Yinuo choked and nodded, "Thank you, Mom!"

"silly girl!" Yu Jing caressed her face pitifully. "have a good rest."

after Yu Jing went out, Ling Yinuo lay on the bed, only feeling dizzy, but his mind was still full of that man's figure.

she closed her eyes, tears dripping uncontrollably down the corners of her eyes, her heart ached, the pain flooded her, there was no redemption, there was no way out, despair and sadness made her unable to breathe.

she covered herself with a quilt and wept softly.

*

Ling Yinuo was ill and lay in bed all day. In the evening, Yu Jing called the family doctor.

the doctor examined Ling Yinuo and said that he was caught by the wind and cold in the rain.

Ling Yinuo was very cooperative, took medicine and took an intravenous drip, and then the fever went down at supper.

Ling Mu Ling Fu all came to sit with her for a while. Seeing that she looked handsome, he could only let her have a rest.

at night, Ling Yihang came to see her. are all reliable people.""OK!" Ling Jiuze saw that Jiang Lao himself had plans and did not say any more.the afternoon sun fell into the room through the mahogany window lattice, with a large bouquet...