"It depends on whether you are frank enough with me." Han Zidu's eyes, looking directly at her.

Qiao Luo's heart, inexplicably a sink, "between us, whether there is a misunderstanding."

Misunderstanding this thing, if not untied, is really easy to create the seeds of hatred.

She has always resisted him, but now she is afraid of the existence of this thing.

I don't know whether she has moved her heart, or whether she can't tell what kind of attitude she should hold towards this man is the right one.

"There's no misunderstanding, there's just facts." That fact, for her, may be just an accident, but for him, no, it should be for his family, but it is a great injury.

"So, what is that fact?" Joro took the opportunity to ask, this is really too important for her.

Han zi was a little silent, then sneered, "there are some things, I want you to realize, but it seems that you never look back to see who has appeared and lost in your past life."

"You mean..." Jolo's mind, quickly flashed a character, but did not put the fruit into the classification, because it is a hurdle in her heart, not everyone can cross with themselves.

But maybe it's the thorns between them that hurt each other.

"With a little heart, you can see the truth only when you get rid of the fog in front of you." Han Zidu could tell her that he hated her because of Han Zimo.

The reason why he didn't say it was to see if what his silly brother had done for them was really worth it.

But the closer to the truth, the more disappointed he was, because they seemed to have forgotten such a person.

Jolo shook his head, "but no matter how much I do, I'm still confused about your hatred. Can you guide me a little, even if I have done something heinous to you, please give me a chance to make atonement."

"Isn't noodles soaked in cold water?" Han zi reminded her that she felt that she was deliberately avoiding this topic.

Is it because it's not the right time? Or he himself is not ready for it. Once everything is put on the table, what will happen between him and giolo.

"Oh! I'll get some pure water. " Jolo reacted and knew that he should not ask again at this time, because his attitude had already explained everything.

Han zi looked at her eyes, a little complicated, but in the end, he didn't say anything, just cut the ingredients she put beside her.

The next time, the two did not talk too much, until the cold noodles are ready on the table, they have the opportunity to face.

"I seldom do this. I don't know how it tastes. You can make do with it." Joro smiles, picks up chopsticks and begins to mix noodles.

Han Zidu pursed her lips, and the most direct response was to learn from her. She evenly mixed the ingredients in the bowl, and then put a handful of them into her mouth. The taste was immediately opened.

"It's delicious."

"Really?" Jolo was a little pleased.

Girls are like this, it's easier to be soft hearted and easy to forget, so they will go through the pain and remember it.

"Well!" Han zi all gave her a smile, a very warm one.

If we say that there is no so-called hate, maybe they are happy, right!

"Well, aren't you going to stay in Shoucheng for a few days? Why did you come back all of a sudden? " It was only now that Joro remembered to ask him this question.

"Don't think about it. It's not for you." Han Zidu, it is clear that there is no silver 300 Liang here.

But sensitive people tend to be very restrained.

"I won't put gold on my face. Even if you don't say it, I know I don't have such a big face." Giolo believed him, so he pretended to smile indifferently.

Han zi was annoyed, but his words had already been said, and he couldn't take them back any more. So he bowed his head and ate a meal.

"Is it so delicious?" Joro can't help but be satisfied with him.

"as long as you cook it, it's delicious." Han zi doesn't know if he meant it or not. He always expresses his love to her unconsciously, and then gives her a hard blow, as if it would make her hurt more deeply.

Jolo was not a little girl. He knew how much truth there was in this remark, so he just laughed.

Anyway, in this game, whoever is serious will lose.

"Why, do you think I'm flattering?" Han zi asked her, he can guarantee, it is not really, just feel delicious.

Jolo shook his head. "No, it's just a sudden thought."

"Because of the sudden announcement of the wedding news, which has affected you?" Han Zidu knew what a disaster he had made!

"no, just the entertainment industry! There are many new people and things. My business is just one day. When I wake up the next day, no one will remember whether the melon I ate yesterday is alive or dead. " Qiao Luo knows that this is the indifference between people, but friends and family are still so, how can we expect netizens to pity you?"I'm sorry, I didn't think so much about it at that time. I just thought that this method was the most efficient and effective." Han zi doesn't know what kind of position she has for her acting career, so now she thinks that she really lacks consideration in her way of doing things. If you don't say anything else, you should at least discuss with her. However, after reading those vicious comments that attacked her, she lost her sense and completely let herself go.

Joro nodded, "I know, so, I don't want to blame you. Besides, I can't hide it from fans for too long. That will lead to a charge of cheating."

"Do you care about fans?" Han zi was surprised.

"Of course, no matter who is sincere to me, I will give it to my heart. I feel that this is the least attitude I should have in life." Qiao Luo stretched out his hand and poured a glass of water for himself, and also poured a glass for han zi by the way.

"It will be very happy to be your fan." Han zi looked at her eyes, suddenly a little confused, a fan is still such a person, why a former friend, so indifferent?

Qiao Luo put his hair to the back, then shook his head and said: "no, it's very tired to be my fans, because there are too many people who blackmail me. While they want to fight against blackness for me, they have to bear the curse of netizens. To be honest, it's really hard for me to do this. After all, frankly speaking, we are just strangers."

"I think they can feel your heartache." Han zi is not in the entertainment industry, so he doesn't know how the relationship between fans and idols is maintained.

"Yes, so I seldom make some frustrated comments on Weibo, because they are worried and uneasy." Some sad, as long as they feel good, there is no need to pull everyone to pay for their own sad.

Although occasionally, she will be affected, but she knows that there must be a degree between people.

Han zi looked at her eyes and slowly became deep. After that, he stretched out his hand and stroked her face.