Why do you think I don't love you anymore

"Yo, we're still negotiating terms, and it's okay to pay off the rest of the debt." Zhou Tingyun turned the steering wheel: "Sleep with me for a night, and I will never pester you again. As the saying goes, break up. How about it? Think about it ?”

When Wen Qianhe heard this, her hands were shaking with anger. If she hadn't gone to school to catch up with the performance, who would have stayed with this scum, she was extremely angry, but her tone was calm: "Don't you think it's disgusting to say this? "

"Where is the nausea? This is not normal,"

"Are you admitted to the university by yourself?" The three views are so corrupt.

"Otherwise, it's real stuff," Zhou Tingyun raised the corners of his mouth proudly, "My young master only spent three months sprinting for the college entrance examination, and easily got into 985."

Wen Qianhe turned his head away, and didn't want to continue talking.

"If you don't agree, then I will pester you."

Wen Qianhe didn't respond.

Zhou Tingyun stopped talking and concentrated on driving, looking at the back seat through the mirror from time to time.

Wen Qianhe has long hair shawl at the moment, her temples are curled up, her makeup is light, her skin is snow-white, and she looks like a pure college student.Immediately comprehend what it means to be interested in sex.

The lace around the neck was uncomfortable, Wen Qianhe stretched out his hand to untie it, he knew it was to cover the Adam's apple, it should be useless now.Everything that happened just now was like a dream, and she actually met Zhou Tingyun's parents.

He couldn't help being a little sad, if Aunt He knew the truth, how bright her smile was now, she would be so sad and disappointed in the future.Every mother, without exception, hopes that her children will get married as soon as possible and have grandchildren as soon as possible.His mother often nagged that a man must be capable, and if he has no ability, he will have no money. If he has no money, how can he marry a wife? No matter what he does, he ends up marrying a wife and having children.

How can I get rid of Zhou Tingyun? Is this person sick? Otherwise, why do you want to haunt yourself.Wen Qianhe was puzzled and stared at the back of his head in a daze.

Suddenly a terrible idea popped into his mind, but he shook it off immediately.He can't be influenced by a scumbag and abuse himself with emotion.

But he really didn't want to, didn't want to have anything to do with Zhou Tingyun.

The evening show went smoothly. The Hanfu Society was the sixth show, and his makeup was reapplied. There was no such thing as Zhou Tingyun being in charge of makeup, and Guo Yi also lied to himself.

So Jiang Junxiu said that seeing two people going to eat was a conspiracy.Guo Yi bastard!Immediately quit the Hanfu Club after the performance, and stay away from these people with corrupt conduct and conscience!

Inadvertently making friends.Life is so sad.

He came to the stage angrily, and the face that was more delicately contoured after makeup was dangling back and forth in front of him, and the smile he finally squeezed out froze again.His mind was full of Guo Yi, Zhou Tingyun and the two teamed up to deceive him.

The first half of the performance was completely out of shape, but no matter how Wen Qianhe lost his mind or made mistakes, Zhou Tingyun was not affected at all. Once on stage, he seemed to be a different person, and he performed every movement and every expression vividly and affectionately. .Everything touched the strings in his heart. This was the first time I saw Zhou Tingyun who was so serious and focused.He has good body coordination, light dancing posture, body as soft as clouds, and arms as soft as bones. He deserves the title of a born dancer, and he instantly melts into the story.

Wen Qianhe saw that he was like drinking a good spring, and was slowly affected. She put aside distracting thoughts and concentrated on interpreting this romantic and poignant folk love legend with him.

Half of the girls in the audience were attracted by Zhou Tingyun's appearance, so they took out their mobile phones and kept taking pictures, for fear of missing a wonderful scene.The leaders in the front row also began to whisper to each other, commenting on the two people who performed passionately on stage.

Talented men and beautiful women, gifted scholars and beautiful ladies, have been a good story throughout the ages.

Today, this pair is even more inexplicably matched, and the casting has won the hearts of all.

Gradually, the two were fully involved, and their relationship was deeper than any previous rehearsal. The two of them announced to all the audience that they were Zhu Yingtai and Liang Shanbo with a frown, a smile, and every move.

Every outburst of emotion spontaneously aroused a burst of warm applause from the audience.

"You can't share the same quilt in life, you have to share the same acupuncture point in death." Under the moonlight on the rooftop, the two held their hands and made a poignant oath.

The beauty was tearful, covering her face and choking silently, the unchangeable fate forced the two who loved each other away.

Wen Qianhe embraced Zhou Tingyun emotionally, the beautiful memories and the promising future have become shadows, and this farewell will be forever.

Zhou Tingyun's eyes were red, forbearance and perseverance fell apart at the moment when he had to part with his lover, and crystal clear tears came out of his eyes silently.

No one applauded, the audience was silent.The silence speaks.

Later, Liang Shanbo fell ill from depression and passed away soon after.On the day of Zhu Yingtai's big wedding, she wore red clouds and a phoenix crown on her head, and made a detour to Liang Shanbo's tomb to pay homage.

On the stage, Wen Qianhe's red wedding dress reached the floor, no matter how heavy and gorgeous makeup he put on, he couldn't conceal the haggard, uncomfortable, and collapsed face on his face.Kneeling helplessly in front of the tomb, seeing his former sweetheart separated from him, he couldn't help feeling sad, hugging the tombstone and weeping bitterly.

One sound is more desperate than the other, and the sound is sadder and more desolate than the sound.

In an instant, there was a storm, thunder and lightning, and the tomb burst open. Zhu Yingtai cried uncontrollably. When she saw the open tomb, she jumped into the tomb without any hesitation, and the tomb closed again.

As soon as the familiar tune played, the audience covered their mouths and eyes with tears, and even forgot to lift their mobile phones, silently staring at the two people embracing the same grave on the stage.This is the most beautiful and penetrating love in the world.

The wind stopped and the rain stopped on the stage, the rainbow hung high, the cemetery was dark, and countless butterflies flew across the screen with light wings.

When the butterflies were fluttering, Wen Qianhe and Zhou Tingyun held each other's fingers, and the dreamlike two people kissed involuntarily with the flow of inner emotions, the exaggeration of Liang Zhu's song, and the emotion of the audience.

It was supposed to be Zhou Tingyun who hugged him around the waist and leaned over to borrow his seat for a low kiss.But the two were too involved, Zhou Tingyun opened his eyes, stared at Wen Qianhe's pear face with rain, and kissed without hesitation.

The familiar aura rushed towards his face, invaded his five sense organs in an instant, penetrated into his blood, Wen Qianhe suddenly opened his beautiful eyes, and met those sparkling eyes.

Why pretend to be affectionate when you are clearly sober.He really wanted to push Zhou Tingyun away, even wanted to slap him a few times, but the performance couldn't be ruined until the last moment.He knew the unprecedented success of their show.

Zhou Tingyun's soft tongue gently outlines, then rolls up and interweaves, skillfully.He was too weak, no matter how hard he struggled, he looked like a response, powerless to parry, surrendered, closed his eyes again, and prayed that the song would end soon.

The curtain fell and there was endless applause.All the audience were moved by this earth-shattering swan song of love.

The music had stopped, Wen Qianhe opened his eyes, pushed him away, and was about to yell at him, but heard Zhou Tingyun say: "Dedicate yourself to art, you can't help yourself."

I wanted to refute, but those talking eyes told him that Zhou Tingyun's words were very pious and true.

Forget it, Wen Qianhe wiped her mouth, turned around and left without saying a word, dragging her long skirt.

Zhou Tingyun looked at his retreating back, but did not catch up.

In the evening, after taking a shower and taking off her make-up, Wen Qianhe was lying on the bed, hesitating whether to delete Zhou Tingyun's WeChat account, because he was not sure whether to pay back the remaining money, and he didn't accept the 3000 yuan last time either. I don't know what Zhou Tingyun is doing.

I still don't want to be owed, and I can't give a little chance to connect with Zhou Tingyun, so I cut off all of them.

He gritted his teeth, and added the 24 scholarship that he received for the last school year to the last school year's scholarship, plus the [-] last time.It was all forwarded to Zhou Tingyun, and he sent three messages in a row, reminding him that he must accept it. If he does not accept it within [-] hours, he will not return it.

As long as Zhou Tingyun confirms the transfer, he will delete it immediately, no, he will delete it after he is blocked, he does not want to see any messages from this person in his life.

Half an hour passed, and another half hour.

There is still no response there, why is Zhou Tingyun so busy every day, when we were together before, and now we broke up.

May be busy with dates, meeting lovers, dating lovers.Apart from these, he really couldn't think of what else the man was busy with.

Forget it, not sure for 24 hours, so he deleted it.

He was about to turn off the screen and go to sleep when a WeChat message from Zhou Tingyun popped up on the phone's information bar.

"No need to pay back, thank you for helping me today."

Wen Qianhe was quite surprised to receive this news, not because there was no need to pay back the money, but because Zhou Tingyun's tone and words were obviously different from the usual style of the big brother.

Isn't it me?

Promises not made by the person themselves are legally invalid.

Wen Qianhe asked again: "Are you Zhou Tingyun?"

"I'm not, are you?"

Well, I've confirmed it, it's me.

He took a screenshot of the chat history and saved it.Happily typed out: "Okay, you said it yourself, the screenshot is proof, we don't owe each other anymore."

It's not over yet.

Zhou Tingyun said: "Qianhe, do you think Liang Shanbo actually fell in love with Zhu Yingtai when he was pretending to be a man, or did he only fall in love after knowing the truth?"

Wen Qianhe stopped typing and stared at the few lines sent, this question trapped him for a moment.

"Should have liked it a long time ago, the classmates have been in love for three years," otherwise it would not be realistic to like it as soon as they knew the truth.

"Then he actually likes men,"

Wen Qianhe was taken aback.Responding to this, I think this is nonsense.

Zhou Tingyun continued: "It's just that in that era, men didn't know that men could love each other, and they didn't even dare to think about it. Later, when Zhu Yingtai said that she was a daughter, Liang Shanbo dared to face up to her feelings. In fact, men and men There is a possibility in between, but the world does not recognize it, and sometimes people who are addicted to it dare not admit it."

"Liang Shanbo only revealed his love to Zhu Yingtai when he knew that Zhu Yingtai was behind his daughter. Qianhe, the love between the two of them is very great. I can have a hearty performance with you tonight, I really enjoy it."

He knew that Zhou Tingyun really enjoyed the performance today and was completely intoxicated by it. If he hadn't been infected by him, he wouldn't have been brought in so soon.But I still don't quite understand why Zhou Tingyun suddenly posted these, to brainwash him.