Telling Lies, loving you

Once the misunderstanding started, it was difficult to explain it clearly.

Scott had no choice but to go out.

When the door was closed, Michelle cried again. Outside, listening to Michelle's heartbroken cry, Scott's heart also ached.

Emily knew there was a misunderstanding between the two, but it was difficult to explain it clearly now.

After receiving the news, Olivia rushed over and pushed the door open. She saw her daughter curling up weakly on the bed, in a daze.

At that moment, as a mother, she felt extremely painful.

"Honey, I've heard from Scott that he didn't do it on purpose. Since you love him, why don't you understand him? "

After all, Olivia had experienced something, and she believed in Scott.

After getting along with each other for such a long time, Olivia was sure that Scott loved Michelle very much.

"Mom, you won't understand." Michelle didn't want to say too much, because she had lost too much. Now, what else could she say?

All she wanted now was to leave the city as soon as possible and live a normal life in a place where no one could find her.

Emily stood aside and looked at Michelle, who had been crying all night. Her heart clenched.

She knew Michelle very well. Once she made up her mind, it would be difficult to change it. She believed that this time, it was difficult for Michelle to choose to believe in Scott.

It was raining outside the window and the wind blew in. The rain fell on her face. It was cold.

Perhaps, her heart had been completely cold like this rain

At midnight, everyone was holding an umbrella and running on the path in the dark, with anxiety on their faces.

"Have you found Michelle?"

"No news."

"Where will she go?"

Michelle was missing. No one knew where she went and when she came out.

Everyone was worried that Michelle would take the opportunity to commit suicide. After two betrays of love, her heart had already died.

Scott drove the car at full speed in the dark night. Rain poured on his cold and serious face through the glass window.

"Michelle, where on earth are you?"

colorful lights shone in every corner, and the strong rhythm beat the heart of people, shocking every

faces intoxicated by alcohol, like trapped beasts with long teeth and claws, were ferocious and terrifying.

can't

words. She lay weakly in front of the bar counter. Her smooth

her head and took another gulp of wine. She said

better than anyone else that the one who gave her heart first would

one circle

picked up the glass again and

She drank the wine numbly, and her tears slid down the corners of

over the table weakly, her eyes wandering. Suddenly, her phone on the table

sight was blurred. But she

a reply. Let

it, only to find that the replies were all inexplicable text symbols. Subconsciously, she knew

must be in

let's move to

far. At least, she was not in the mood to sit in a taxi and look

steering wheel and drove in

head. Her head was heavy and her feet were weak. She grabbed her bag and

forward, trying to keep awake with her

in the bar. Before she could walk steadily, she bumped into a person. Before she could see the person, she grabbed him and

in the bar. The man she bumped into was about twenty years old. He

the man's eyes, and a snicker appeared on the corner of his mouth. He quickly put his hand on her waist

different from that on Scott's body. She struggled to escape from his hand, but

out of the

her clear headed. But after all, she drank too much, so most of her body was still

she was about to push the man away, her phone rang.

phone, but the man next to her grabbed her phone, turned it off and threw it on the

my phone back. Why

her phone subconsciously, but her wrist was held tightly by the

He looked at the woman in his

that

had sex with her. Anyway, they were all disappointed in love. Why not

and roared, "who is your

face suddenly disappeared. He came up and pulled her. "You are drunk.

man

shrouded in C City, and the colorful lights lit up the whole C city.

leaned against the car chair, trying to escape from the car with her last consciousness. But the next second, the door was slammed shut.

But it was good. She could

Yes, that's it

up struggling and leaned against the car chair with a smile. Maybe

that Michelle stopped struggling, the man was the happiest, which at least saved