Chapter one hundred and forty you don't think too much

Slowly walked into her, let her lean on her arms, patted her on the shoulder, the voice is very warm, very soft, "want to cry, cry out!" Lsaac saw Grayson's car on the way. He knew Grayson must have gone out of the hospital. When I came to the hospital and looked at Aria, who did not cry or laugh and had a dull face, lsaac knew what had happened! Aria's heart has been broken into quicksand between them. I can't afford it or hold it. When the wind blows, it flutters with the wind... "He is not that kind of person. Don't think too much. I can see that he cares about you very much." Such words are a kind of comfort to Aria at this time, and have no other meaning except comfort. Aria leans against lsaac, the sun is still shining, but in the same sunshine, Aria's heart gradually colds. His threat exhausted her physically and mentally, and she was tired. Aria forced his eyes, stretched out his hand and grabbed lsaac's skirt, got up and looked up at lsaac, with a slight prayer in his