How many grievances are there between the Gao family siblings and Guo Ziqiang and Tang Yufeng?

What was the initial right and wrong between them?

Is it really worth it to see the uneven road tonight?

These questions are meaningless to Liu Yanbo.

He has never felt that he is a rational person, and he is more determined by his own likes and dislikes.

Do you want to help your relatives?

Liu Yanbo is really this kind of person, because in his cognition, the truth in this world is everywhere, but there are very few people who are willing to be close to him-

Scarcity is expensive!

Even if Gao Wan'er approached with a purpose, at least Gao Dongchen did it out of sincerity-

Based on this alone, Liu Yanbo can no longer find a reason to trace the origin.

Not to mention that tonight just met the little-known Guo Ziqiang, it was the famous Tang Yufeng who came to the scene in person, and even after revealing his identity on the spot, Liu Yanbo would still have big ears and shave, without the slightest hesitation-

Do something, don't do something.

Liu Yanbo is not a gentleman, but his self-question and answer just now really expressed this meaning.

Gao Wan'er could hear it very clearly, not just the words, but even the tone of her voice, and she could even imagine that the man on the other end of the phone at this time had a gentle smile on his face that made her feel very warm.

She really didn't understand the meaning of Liu Yanbo's words at all.

Gao Wan'er was very happy in her heart, and her words became more and more gentle, and she could even be described as gentle as water: "Liu Yanbo, even if you don't ask, I still want to tell you, are you willing to listen?"

Liu Yanbo sat in the cradle chair on the balcony and said with a light smile: "If you want to say, I am naturally willing to listen." ”

Gao Wan'er let out a soft "um", followed by a moment of silence, she needed a little time to muster up her courage-

It's never easy to talk about the old thing.

People will want to forget the bad memories of the past, but they are always fresh in their memories, and every time they think about it, their mood will not calm down for a long time.

After a long time, Gao Wan'er sighed lightly, she seemed to have stabilized her mentality, although her voice sounded a little depressing, but at least there were no obvious mood swings: "Ten years ago, Chen'er and I followed my dad to attend Guo Ziqiang's father's promotion banquet, halfway through the banquet, Guo Ziqiang took advantage of the strength of the wine to pull me onto the stage, and asked me to promise to be his girlfriend in public, I didn't agree, but he dragged me to death, and in a hurry, I slapped him." ”

"The banquet turned into a farce, the Guo family felt that they had lost face, Tang Yufeng was also present at the time, and when she stood up for Guo Ziqiang, I also bumped into her a few words, and the situation became even more difficult to manage, and the result was ......"

Speaking of this, Gao Wan'er fell silent again, but her breathing became more and more rapid.

Liu Yanbo knew that this brilliant woman was still suffering from this humiliating memory.

He didn't rush to ask, just waited quietly.

Gao Wan'er's silence this time was longer than the previous one, about ten minutes, before she said with difficulty again: "The result is that I kneel down and apologize, and one kneeling is all night." ”

"That winter, there was a rare heavy snowfall in Haishi, and it was very cold, so I knelt at the gate of the Pearl Hotel, except for Chen'er who was willing to accompany me, even my parents just stood in a warm enough room and watched from afar, until the next morning they carried us into the hospital. ”

At that time, Chen'er was only eight years old, and the reason why he became what he is today is the root cause of the illness that fell after that night. Gao Wan'er was already crying, but she bit her lip and tried desperately to stop her voice from becoming choked. "I don't regret what I did at the time, and I didn't blame my parents, I just hated, hated my incompetence at that time, not only did I not do a good job as a sister, but also ruined his life. ”

"Liu Yanbo, the winter ten years ago was really cold, right?" asked Gao Wan'er.

Ten years ago in winter, was it cold?

Liu Yanbo couldn't remember it very clearly, but he knew that the Gao family brothers and sisters must have felt very cold, very cold, so cold that it hurt to the core.

Think about it, parents who are supposed to support their young children are just watching from the sidelines in a certain suffering, no matter what the reason, no matter how helpless they are, they will probably feel chilled, right?

Not to mention others, even Liu Yanbo, a guy who is so cold-blooded that he treats human life like morning dew, feels that this is already one of the most chilling things in the world.

He finally understood why the Gao family sisters and brothers would now decide that they would not let go, no family background, money or status was as real as a dare to fight and kill.

They are not a pair of wonderful sisters and brothers, just because of the real brotherhood-

Even if he becomes a fool, he still wants to have a brother-in-law who can protect his sister;

A woman who is not only smart, but also beautiful, but only wants to find a man who can protect her brother.

In this world where siblings can kill each other, brothers and sisters can get into lawsuits for various interests-

The relationship between Gao Wan'er and Gao Dongchen, the sister and brother, is undoubtedly precious, so precious that others will be moved.

Liu Yan fluctuated, and there was a touch of distress in his eyes that were so clear that there were rarely waves, and he sighed: "Miss Gao, I can't remember how cold it was in the winter ten years ago, and I hope you don't remember it so clearly." ”

The past should be like smoke -

The truth of such a rotten street will always seem too pale and weak, but Liu Yanbo now hopes that it can have some effect, because he knows very well-

Those who always fall into the unbearable memories of the past usually end up living as a nondescript outlier.

This is not a bad street, but a portrayal of Liu Yanbo's own experience.

But he's not her after all!

"But I remember very clearly, that winter was really cold..."Gao Wan'er was very persistent, as if she had returned to the cold winter ten years ago, and even her voice was shivering.

Everyone has their own experience, and others who have not participated in it will never be qualified to make irresponsible remarks-

Liu Yanbo was silent, he really didn't know how to answer.

It had been more than half an hour since the phone call, but they had been silent for more time than they had talked, and each time longer.

Silence is better than sound at this time?

Let's fool the hell!

They just need some time for each other to digest this heavy topic.

I don't know how long it has been, but Gao Wan'er suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little relieved, and even her voice became much more relaxed: "Liu Yanbo, thank you very much." ”

She didn't say much, and she didn't ask him how he felt or what he was saying.

Because from the very beginning, Gao Wan'er didn't want to tell Liu Yanbo about right and wrong, she just needed a listener-

It's been 10 years!

This humiliating memory has been suppressed in Gao Wan'er's heart for too long, and she has never taken the initiative to mention this matter to anyone in the past, not because she is forgetful, nor because she is strong enough, but she has not met this person who makes her feel at ease.

Sometimes, a suitable listener is far more difficult to find than a confidant and friend!

The phone was hung up without warning, of course Liu Yanbo would not complain about Gao Wan'er's impolite behavior at this time, he just quietly lit another cigarette.

The night in winter is like splashing ink, and there is only endless darkness in the lonely night sky......

Liu Yanbo looked up, and he was a little distracted-

There is no longer a long way to go, but it seems that there will be listeners who belong to me?