Yang Yunruo forgot how he went back to his room, anyway, when he got up in the morning, he was in his bed. He only remembered that Zhao Ying'er came back with several bottles of wine, and then, he got drunk with one sip, and the drunk person was unconscious.

Yesterday's snow hadn't melted yet, and it was still white and dazzling outside.

After drinking, the whole person was warm, as if surrounded by warmth. Ouyang Mingyue, Yang Yunruo dreamed of the days with Ouyang Mingyue again, snuggling up to watch the falling sunset together, and his arms wrapped around Ouyang Mingyue's waist, which was flat without a trace of fat. The hair was on his cheeks, neck, itchy but very comfortable, Yang Yunruo couldn't help but hum softly.

It's Ouyang Mingyue again, I don't know if it's a day or a night, Ouyang Mingyue's appearance has been too frequent recently, it is estimated that he is afraid of facing her, it is almost a nightmare. It's just that why should I be afraid of Ouyang Mingyue, I'm sorry that she is Yang Yunruo who has died or crossed over, not him. Just thinking of Ouyang Mingyue and that beautiful face, every time I mustered up courage, it was like a balloon that had been filed.

The pain of the hangover was cracking, Yang Yunruo struggled to get up, and then went to the restaurant to ask for a millet porridge and sat in the corner and drank it gently. He has to take care of his body and his throat.

There was a bustling sound of people at the door of the restaurant, and then the sound of clattering high heels, and the footsteps of leather shoes. A few security guards in suits came in first, followed by Ouyang Mingyue in white, and her appearance was like the appearance of the moon, illuminating the entire restaurant.

Ouyang Mingyue.

"Mingyue Mingyue, this way. Someone in the restaurant stood up and waved. Han Chen, Yang Yunruo knows.

Ouyang Mingyue glanced around, Yang Yunruo hurriedly lowered his head and buried his head in the bowl, his messy and untidy long hair just covered all of his face.

Ouyang Mingyue frowned, but still walked to Han Chen's side and sat down, although she didn't want to, although she clearly understood Han Chen's intentions towards herself, it was just that she couldn't turn a blind eye to her education for more than twenty years.

"Mingyue, you got up so early. Han Chen said to Ouyang Mingyue with a smile, personally helped Ouyang Mingyue set up the tableware, and quickly peeled a boiled egg.

"Thank you. Ouyang Mingyue cut her long hair and smiled lightly at Han Chen.

Everything is together, Yang Yunruo sees it in his eyes. Ouyang Mingyue, I saw you. As for Han Chen next to him, Yang Yunruo had a feeling of being caught and raped. No, Mingyue shouldn't love him, they're just playing on the spot. He and Ouyang Mingyue are a couple. It's not right, he fell in Ouyang Mingyue's heart, and he couldn't drink Ouyang Mingyue anymore. Yang Yunruo sighed softly and turned into a thick sadness.

Yang Yunruo sat at the table and looked at the white world in front of him, so pure and beautiful, covering up all the ugliness in the world, leaving a clean world for the world.

"The first snow of 2022

Coming a little later than ever

A No. 2 bus parked on the eighth floor

Took away the last falling yellow leaves"

Yang Yunruo played and sang softly, Zhao Yinger moved all the instruments back, and gave them all to Yang Yunruo, and the originally empty room became crowded in an instant. It's like Yang Yunruo's blocked heart, sullen, breathless.

This is the 2022 year in this world, and it is also the first winter and the first snow in this world. He didn't know if it would be too late, he only knew that the snow was cold, like his heart.

When leaving the restaurant, Ouyang Mingyue glanced into the corner with a sharp heart.

It's him, Yang Yunruo.

Ouyang Mingyue's heart was nervous for a moment, he used to like to sit in the corner, but fortunately, he took a look. It's just that there are so many people, she can't walk over, he is sorry for her, and he should come to her. Well, that's it.

Leaving the restaurant, Ouyang Mingyue whispered in Song Jiaojiao's ear and asked her to inquire about Yang Yunruo's room number. lived up to expectations, Song Jiaojiao took it back after a while. Ouyang Mingyue waited for a while, wrapped a long silk scarf around her head, and walked out of the room with the piece of paper given by Song Jiaojiao.

Since the last time he took a quick look, he hadn't seen Yang Yunruo for several months. Although, even when she was in love before, it was normal to be separated for a few months, but this time it was different, this time, she especially wanted to see Yang Yunruo. What she didn't explain clearly last time, this time, she must explain it clearly. She didn't want Mo Yan's death, she just wanted to save money with Mo Yan and simply wanted to divorce. The contract of the contract husband and wife has expired, isn't it inevitable to separate and divorce? His death has nothing to do with her, and it has nothing to do with you Yang Yunruo. His death can be regarded as an accident at best, an accident that no one wants, and this kind of accident should not be a separation between them. Because, obviously they love each other, why can't they be together.

Yes, I should have made it clear to him. Ouyang Mingyue clenched her fists and cheered herself up. The elevator slowly stopped, and opened slowly with a "ding". About to see Yang Yunruo, Ouyang Mingyue could even feel the tension in the air. But, no matter what, to see him today, she has been waiting for a long time to see him.

"You're like a butterfly flying around

Swaying in the snowy season

I can't forget the feeling of holding you in my arms

It's warmer than the fiery one hidden in my heart

Forget about the cold north wind outside the window

Once again, the tenderness and lingering are overlapped

It's your red lips that stick to everything about me

It's your thoughtfulness that makes me warm again

It is your tenderness that melts the ice and snow

It's your sweet words that change the season."

Standing at the door of Yang Yunruo's room, Yang Yunruo's singing voice came from inside, the song seemed to be shouting, and it was clearly audible standing at the door.

I can't forget the feeling of holding you in my arms, it was your red lips that stuck to everything about me. Ouyang Mingyue blushed, it seemed that she had returned to the season of love, Yang Yunruo held her hand and kissed in the corner, and the romance of two people drinking a cup of milk tea and eating a chicken leg together. It was beautiful at that time, it was the most beautiful time, and it was a romance that she would never forget in her life. You know that you haven't forgotten it, you just can't get over the hurdle in your heart. Actually, you still love me, don't you?

I'm still in love. Ouyang Mingyue thought, take two more steps forward, take two more steps, his hand is about to climb to the door, knock on the door, what kind of surprise will he be, is he hugging her tightly in his arms as before, it seems that he wants to completely crush her into his arms, and then kiss himself, holding his face is holding the most precious thing in the world.