Finally, Jian An stopped the car, took out two pieces of tissue paper, and handed them to her. "There is a noodle restaurant nearby. The store is small, but it has a good reputation. I'll go back and eat it."
After taking the tissue and wiping her eyes, Qiao Qingai covered her face with her hands and leaned her head against it. "Mo Lujin said that we would always be friends... Jian An, he really didn't love me."
"Miss, do you regret it?" Jian An asked her, "Do you regret being with him?"
Qiao Qingai thought for a moment, then shook her head. "I don't regret meeting him."
"That's enough," Jian An said, "Sometimes, what's more pitiful than regret is that I haven't tried it."
Hearing Jian An's words, Qiao Qingai covered her eyes and couldn't help laughing. "Jian An, you know a lot. You can be a life guide. How many girlfriends have you ever had?"
"It's basically true." Jian An only answered