Chapter 1313

On the way home, Zhuang Jia sat in the car and looked at her mobile phone.

—Maybe he was on the plane and didn't see the news.

After returning home, she sat alone on the sofa, still staring at her mobile phone.

——Maybe his cell phone hasn't been turned on yet, and he hasn't seen the message.

She changed clothes, drank water, went to the bathroom... no matter what she did, she dared not let her phone out of sight.

But why?

Why hasn't he called yet? Flying to Jingzhou for up to two hours, what the hell is he doing now? !

At two o'clock in the middle of the night, Shen Xinru came back with a tired figure, and saw Zhuang Jia on the sofa in the living room.

She didn't care, and said casually: "Don't play with your phone all day long, go to bed quickly."

Zhuang Jia didn't say a word.

Shen Xinru ignored her, went back to the room by herself, changed clothes and removed make-up after busying for a while, when she came out again, she found that Zhuang Jia was still in her original position, motionless.

"Jiajia? Go to sleep." Shen Xinru walked over with frowns.

When she got close, she realized that her daughter's face was full of tears, and she was surprised. Looking at the mobile phone in Zhuang Jia's hand, the text message from Zhuang Jia was displayed in the chat box: Let's break up.

What else does Shen Xinru not understand?

"I'm waiting for a call." Zhuang Jia murmured, "He may have just arrived in another place, and his phone ran out of battery, so he didn't see the message..."

"You can find a mobile phone charger anywhere in the airport, how could it be out of battery?" Shen Xinru snatched the phone from Zhuang Jia, and deleted the contact list inside without any explanation.

"If he really has the heart, no matter how far or how difficult it is, he will come back to you. If he doesn't, you don't have to wait!" Shen Xinru threw the phone to Zhuang Jia and said coldly, "Go and wash your face, then go to bed. "

"Mom..." Zhuang Jia noticed that Yu Yang's name was missing from the contact list, and her eyes turned redder.

"I'd rather you cry because you're getting old and ugly than seeing you cry for a stinky man! Now go back to my room and sleep!" Shen Xinru said.

Zhuang Jia bit her lip, tears streaming down her face.

She knew she was worthless, but what should she do? She just likes him, but she just hates him.

When others fall in love, she can easily comfort them. There are no grasses anywhere in the world, and men can be found everywhere in the streets. But when it fell on me, I realized that it hurt more than digging my heart out!

Zhuang Jia went back to her room, put on eye mask, and closed her eyes to sleep.

Tears flowed unstoppably, mixed with the essence on the eye mask paper, it quickly became a mess.

She was lying on the bed with her eyes closed, feeling vaguely that she was not sleeping, but waiting, waiting for him to sentence her to death...

...

The next morning, Zhuang Jia woke up.

Sunshine shines into the room through the gaps in the curtains, fine dust flutters in the golden beam of light, the surroundings are quiet and silent, and there is an illusion that time has frozen.

She went to the mirror and looked at herself.

Even after applying eye mask, my eyes are still red and swollen, but I can save today's eye shadow, eyeliner, and mascara.

There was no movement on the phone all night, even if she deliberately turned the volume up to the maximum, lest she would fall asleep and not hear, still no phone rang.

The subconscious made excuses for him, it was greed, it was reluctance.

But if you continue, you're just deceiving yourself...

From yesterday to today, one day, no matter how busy you are, it's time to call back.

Or, after seeing the message, he acquiesced in the termination of this relationship.

Or, he thinks the matter of Jingzhou is more important, and he will come back to explain after dealing with it.

Regardless of the situation above, Zhuang Jia feels that there is no need to continue...

Reason and emotion, like Pegasus galloping in different directions, tore her whole body in two, bloody pain.

Zhuang Jia looked in the mirror, took a deep breath seriously, let out a long breath slowly, and adjusted repeatedly.

It still hurts.