Xiaohu walked away, walking very slowly, as if she wanted to crush Yiyi's heart.
Yiyi walked away, walking very fast, as if she wanted to crush his and Xiaohu's memories with the heels of her high heels.
Haozhen felt that Wei'er was waiting for Xiaohu nearby, and he wanted to follow Xiaohu to see Wei'er again. But for some reason, Haozhen actually followed Yiyi slowly, walking and stopping, and Yiyi found him in a few minutes. She turned her head and glared at Haozhen fiercely, "Don't follow me, if you come within ten meters of me, I will sue you for sexual harassment." After that, she continued to walk with her head held high. Yiyi turned two streets and came to the night market. "Boss, how much is this dress? 80.25, will you sell it? 25? No, no, I won't sell it. Then you can keep it and let it mold." Yiyi said angrily. She changed a stall. "Boss, how much is this skirt?" 60.25, will you sell it? 25? It's too little, I can't even afford the purchase price. If you don't want to sell, forget it. Who wants to buy? She moved to another stall. "Beauty, stop bargaining. Well, well, well... These can be sold for 25 yuan. Do you like anything?" The owner of the third stall saw that the two stalls next to him were both scorned by Yiyi, so he simply pointed at the things that could be sold and let Yiyi choose. Yiyi didn't ask any questions. She picked one by one and left without asking whether it fit her or not, or whether it was for men or women. She was carrying a pile of clothes of unknown material and walked forward in a daze. At this moment, a sharp brake sound was heard. Haozhen felt distressed. Just when he was about to rush forward two steps, the fast-moving traffic separated him and Yiyi. He could only stretch his neck and look at Yiyi on the other side of the road. "Hey, do you have eyes? Do you want to die? "A middle-aged man stuck his head out of the car. Yiyi was furious and swung her arm to throw all the clothes in her right hand at him: "Yes, I'm tired of living. Uncle, please be kind and do me a favor. Come on, back up the car, back up a hundred or eighty meters, and then drive full speed into this place." Yiyi stood across the car, looking fearless. "Psycho." The middle-aged man quickly backed up the car and drove past Yiyi. "Are you a man? Come back here if you have the guts." Yiyi simply threw out the pile of clothes in her left hand. The young policeman who was on a surprise check for drunk driving on the opposite side saw this and came over. "Miss, I'm sorry. Please pick up your things. Throwing things is not allowed here." "Oh my god, why do you men say sorry so much?" The traffic police's slightly immature face was full of astonishment, and he asked: "Miss, have you encountered something unhappy? "Yiyi was very angry and finally found someone to vent her anger on. She thought, you came here on your own, it's none of my business. "What does it have to do with you? What, are you happy to see me as an abandoned woman? Do you want to hear about my miserable experience and then express your sympathy symbolically to show the nobility of your character? Let me tell you, I'm in a very good mood today, very, very and extremely good." The young traffic policeman was interrupted by Yiyi and was stunned for a long time before he came to his senses. It turned out that the man in front of him was dumped. "Miss, I understand how you feel now, but you can't give up on yourself. You know, you ran a red light just now, and you are irresponsible for your life."