"Let me help."

"No, you just have a rest."
"I’m embarrassed when my sister always lets my brother take care of myself. It’s no wonder that Belle was unhappy when she looked at you in the kitchen. It is reasonable to say that my sister should take care of my brother."
Wen Liang couldn’t help turning to look at the name, but she was sad. She didn’t understand Wen Liang until later, when Wen Liang had been washing vegetables with her head down.
Wen couldn’t help biting his lip, Xiaoliang. I didn’t mean to.
"If you don’t go to the living room and wait, just watch it while chatting," he said in a faint voice, still busy.
The warmth turned to the living room. She was afraid that she would say the wrong thing again.
Why do other people’s sisters always help their younger brothers solve problems, but she always gets him into trouble?
Later, the phone rang, and the bedroom door was open. She heard it and went to see it because of chatting.
But when she saw the message, her heart felt as if it had been cut by a knife again.
It was him, Weibo. At that time, two people were better, so she woke him up in Weibo and set a special tone.
Now …
He said that a relationship has come to an end.
I have said goodbye, but when I saw this sentence, she still couldn’t help crying and then raised her hand to cover her mouth.
No more crying. This man is crying.
Wen Liang came out after stewing the soup and saw no one in the living room. When he went to the door of her room and saw her sitting on the edge of the bed, covering her mouth and crying, she sighed in her heart and leaned against the doorframe of her door. Then she thoughtfully asked me to tell you that Tan Wen and Wen Ying were drunk after you quarreled.
The warmth stopped crying and looked up at Wen Liang puzzled.
"Sister said maybe you wouldn’t be so sad if I told you this, but in fact, I want to say that it doesn’t change that he is a male brother who loves to play with sex. If you can go to a one-night stand because of a quarrel, wouldn’t you all spend it in this life in the future? Or are you confident that your generation will not quarrel with him? "
The warmth is low and the eyes are lowered.
Slowly, something hot in the heart and lungs is gradually losing.
"This man can’t be trusted, no matter how much he blames himself now or how much he regrets, but his mind is so that there will be a second time if there is a first time."
"I know I won’t miss him either." The warmth is like enduring pain.
"You know it’s better not to be too late, and don’t wait until you really get married to regret that you delayed yourself."
Although Wen Liang is small, her mind is much more mature than her, and it is no longer so uncomfortable to be warm with a few words.
Because no matter how uncomfortable it is, it seems to be abusing yourself.
Because for a playboy man, as Wen Liang said, if he has a first time, he will have a second time, so isn’t their future just to stop arguing and spend it with a third party?
So this wedding she’s been looking forward to is better than nothing, isn’t it?
Wen Liang said, turned around and went to the kitchen to watch the stew and make a phone call, then canceled the note on him Weibo, and then dropped everything with him and deleted it.
She wants to give up these things when a relationship is over. If she doesn’t give up these virtual things, how can she be reborn?
If it’s really a second life, she doesn’t want to be as alive as before.
I don’t know what life is and I don’t know what love is.
It is love for a man to come back to you, but he doesn’t know that some love rat will do that kind of thing. In fact, it is an impulse to some memories at some time.
He didn’t still love her or love himself too much when he went to see her, did he?
Tan Wen brushed Weibo, and many people commented on him, but without her.
Until he suddenly lost someone, and he couldn’t find her name again.