587 Pride and Prejudice 3

Mu Liang's eyes were a little pale, like clear water, as if he wanted to see through people, "You once said that I am the only red rose in your life, so this heart is mine!"

The woman in front of her, swept away her pale face, and became strong, domineering, and her tone was undeniable, as if he belonged to her.

Mu Liang smiled coldly, "Who trampled my heart underfoot, even worse than the rubbish on the roadside?"

His questioning was like a knife piercing her heart.

The pain is suffocating.

"Mu Liang, I didn't put your heart under my feet."

She has always cherished and cherished every bit of memory between them.

"It's late." Mu Liang looked at her, "I don't love you, no matter how precious your heart is now, to me, it's still a piece of rubbish on the side of the road!"

Qiao Xia's heart was pierced like a knife, the pain of being completely denied by others, and the memories carried by only one person, intertwined and collided in her mind, the pain tore her whole body, and almost collapsed.

Her love, in his eyes, was just a piece of rubbish.

They are so in love.

Looking back 500 times in the previous life, in exchange for passing by once in this life.

They are like mandarin ducks scattered all over the world in the previous life, passing by again.

Falling in love, separated, after all, the relationship is deep and the relationship is shallow.

People who are close at hand are far away from the edge of the sky.

Her heart, in the eyes of the person she loved deeply, became trash.

Qiao Xia chuckled, her tears bursting into tears, she didn't want to cry, but Mu Liang's words were too harsh, she already had enough capacity to bear it, even if Gu Xixi and Mu Liang really fell in love, she felt that she was mentally prepared .

But he still couldn't resist his cruel words.

One word from him can blow her self-confidence to pieces.

"Miss Qiao, it's a pity that your profession is not an actor, but a reporter." He never knew how mean he was to the people he hated, "With this face, with this look, how many men will fall on your skirt under."

"However, you are still so sensible." Qiao Xia was in the mood and replied humorously, "Why don't you fall under my skirt?"

Mu Liang's face sank, without any sympathy.

"I'm afraid that when I'm most unprepared, I will be killed by a knife suddenly!"

"Everyone in this world will hurt you, except me."

"Oh, then where did the eight guns on my body come from?"

Qiao Xia was suddenly speechless.

She closed her eyes in pain.

"Stop acting in front of me!" Mu Liang suddenly shouted angrily, "You clearly don't love me, so why pretend to be affectionate."

Ah Liang, loving you is the proudest thing I have ever done.

There is no need to hide, no disdain to pretend.

Qiao Xia smiled, remembering the days on the island, "I closed myself back then, you told me that you are so good, there is no need to worry that I don't love you, even if I lose my memory, you will definitely let me regain my love. I love you."

"Now, you have amnesia, and I don't have the confidence to make you fall in love with me."

"Mu Liang, your heart is made of stone. I don't know how to impress you. Can you teach me?" Qiao Xia looked into his eyes with deep affection, "Teach me how to impress you." you?"

Mu Liang was about to speak when suddenly Gu Xixi's voice came from behind, "Ah Liang, we're going home."