Fat water does not flow into other people's fields

  "Miyue'er, everything is fine with you! It's just that you're too stubborn. The future is the future, and now is now. Things in life are unpredictable, thinking too much will only get yourself trapped in constraints!"

  I stared blankly at Su Na, and for a moment, I couldn't find any words to refute her.

  I thought I knew Suna well, but at this moment, I realize that I don't understand her at all, just like she has never understood me.

  "I know you have your principles." Xue Na grasped my icy hand, "Mi Ru'er, think carefully. Don't consider whether he's my fiancé or not. I am me, and he is him. Now, we are enemies. If you help me, I'll thank you. If you don't help me, I'll find another girl to get close to him. However, the fat water doesn't flow into an outsider's field, so I'd like to reserve this opportunity for a rich reward for you first."

  At this moment, his heart suddenly tightened with pain.

  "Coming!" A boy poked his head through the window from the corridor, looking very sunny. Suna regained her goddess-like elegance and coolness, "Joe, just a minute."

  Su Na picked up her Hermès alligator skin gold-plated bag and walked out with that sunny boy named Joe.

  "Su Na's new boyfriend." Wang Zhen seemed like a ghost, without making any footsteps, floated to my side.

  His complexion was pale, and his previously bright eyes were now shrouded in a layer of sorrow.

  I glanced at him and shifted my gaze.

  The sky turned gray again, and rain threads floated outside the window.

  "Su Na forgot her umbrella again." Wang Zhen gazed at the black foreign umbrella hanging by the window, muttering to himself.

  I didn't respond and walked into the room, where Hua Jingyan and Le Xiao Yu were having a huge argument in the photography studio.

  In the studio, Le Xiao Yu's roar drowned out Hua Jing Yan's cold tone.

  "Hua Jingyan, what's wrong with you? You're always putting on a stinky face for who to see! If you want to compete, please have some quality, okay?! Do you think running for office is fighting, and as long as your fists are hard enough, you can wear the crown... Come on! Hit me! Hua Jingyan, thinking I'm afraid of you!"

  "Xiao Yu..." A gentle and melodious female voice intervened, this soft-spoken girl should be Lan Xiruo.

  "Dad is busy! Not accompanying you to waste time!"

  A purple silk curtain was angrily lifted at one corner, and a face as pale as snow emerged.

  "Xiao Yu, what's wrong?" Xiao Yu had anemia and occasionally fainted. Her pale face scared me, I quickly went over to support her.

  "Run! Run!" Le Xiao Yu patted her chest, as if she had just escaped from hell, "The devil is going to go crazy!"

  Xiao Yu was secretly afraid, her face showed no fear of the beautiful scenery, but in her heart she was terrified to death.

  The moment she saw me, she grabbed my wrist and took off running.

  My line of sight collided with Wang Zhen, and we both thought of the gentle goddess inside. How can Lan Xi Ruo, this delicate girl, face the impending storm of Hua Jing Yan?

  My footsteps came to a halt. Wang Zhen's arm parted the thick, purple velvet curtain, and the dazzling spotlight stretched their silhouettes long, casting them tightly together on the white backdrop, as if they were one person.

  Huajing Yan was holding Xiang Xi as if she were a delicate flower, her waist so slender it seemed to fit in the palm of his hand. Xiang Xi stood on tiptoe, her lotus-like white hands wrapped around Huajing Yan's neck.

  The rain outside pattered against the windowpane.

  They kissed each other passionately and lingeringly.

  Boom, a certain nerve at the bottom of his heart suddenly snapped.

  In the blink of an eye, the curtain fell.

  I followed Le Xiao Yu's footsteps without looking back and rushed into the drifting heavy rain.

  The rain wetted my hair, along the hair, soaked my stiff face. I chattered my lips, a warm and salty taste slipped into the tip of my tongue.