Whether it's being left in the dark. Or her.

Leng Zhiqing looked at the unfamiliar face in front of him. Even though the previous feeling was so similar. But what can be ascertained. She's not her. But face Anne's question. He still couldn't help but want to answer.

Moment. He spoke. "Me. I loved her as my life... Even. I'm willing to die for her. ”

Leng Zhiqing's cold eyes frowned slightly. The pain that has been suppressed for a long time. Gradually, it emerged.

Maybe. These words. Ding Rou in memory didn't have a chance to hear it. And he never thought about it. One day in front of other women. poured out his love and thoughts for her. But I just can't help it. Isn't it. He's been bored for too long. I still need to complain.

"Your feelings. It sounds like a hard time. Ding Rouqiang squeezed out a smile. Comment lightly. It's like listening to a love story you've never heard before. It's not about you. The more I care. The more she wants to behave indifferently. No. Because after all, she heard it "for the first time".

Half-squinted. Ding Rou is a meticulous listener.

"I don't know if you can understand it. I don't know why I want to tell you about it at this moment. Leng Zhiqing glanced at her indifferently. "Maybe you just think you're a bit like her... If there is another chance. I will never let her go. ”

That day. It's too hasty. Like a nightmare. He just casually went out and walked with Hua Xue. Back to the ward. A person disappears alive. Never to be seen. Let him lay a net of heaven and earth. It's like I can't find it.

But convinced. She's alive.

"You're talking about your fiancée? Ding Rou still has to play the play to the end. "You are really loving. But what do I think. When you're talking about it, between you. I don't seem to be too happy. "Pretend to be stupid and pretend to be the end. She pretended to think he was talking about Hua Xue.

"Nope. Not her. Leng Zhiqing sneered at himself. It seems to be talking to himself. "I'm not a good man. to her. It's the same for Hua Xue. ”

Ding Rou looked at Leng Zhiqing steadily. He still didn't have any expression. It's just a flat look. But she didn't dare to think about it. Virtually. The kind of bitter sorrow that radiates from the inside out. Too easy to infect her.

"I should have said you were dedicated. Still inattentive. Ding Rou also sneered. "Talking about a woman you love deeply. Now he is engaged to another woman. You're right. You're not a good man. ”

Leng Zhiqing's expression did not change in the slightest. Just nodded.

Look at his default look. Ding Rou no longer knew what words to use to describe her mood at the moment. She wanted to rush to him at all costs. Pull out all her thoughts. But. No.

... She absolutely couldn't.

"I'm sorry. Leng Dong. If nothing else. I want to go first. Ding Rou smiled lightly. I looked at my phone.

Asked coldly. "It's almost lunchtime. Convenient words. Have lunch together. He clung to the last glimmer of hope. Just wanted to keep her a little longer. In the dark. Her coming. Make him feel at ease.

"Listen to what you just said. I really think you're a dedicated person. Ding Rou unceremoniously refused. "But now. Invite a woman to dinner casually. I really didn't see it like that. There was deliberate displeasure in his tone. Heart. But he just wanted to escape from the space he was in.

Watching Leng Zhiqing's eyes return to the same as dead ashes. Ding Rou got up. Without looking back, he walked to the elevator.

She had little idea how she got back to the apartment.

Organize the arrangement of the apartment. Let her no longer be so conspicuous and live in great luxury. Opposite. Much more plain.

Shut yourself in the house. She sat on the bed with her knees folded. There was silence for a long time. But there is a feeling of wanting to cry without tears. What the hell does she owe to God? You have to go through this.

Walk into the bathroom. Soak yourself in the tub. I don't know how long it took. The mind is also empty. By the time the reaction finally came. It was he who was distracted by the strange and familiar face in the mirror.

The man in the mirror. It's Ding Rou. Or Annie. She couldn't tell. But. Heart. But Ding Rou is absolutely not wrong...

The crisp sound of the phone came from the living room. Ding Rou hurriedly walked over and picked it up. On the other end of the phone was a joking voice. It was so exciting that she wanted to drop the earpiece down. The boss seemed to be deliberately mocking. "How. Meet your old flame. There was no spark. ”

"You know. I always have the task in mind. Ding Rou replied coldly.

"That's nature. You have proven this with ample action. "The boss is not suspicious. "You have to remember. He's the one who got you to this point. He also hurt me. So. We are going to make it worse for him to live than to die. ”

"I remember. Ding Rou's eyes were empty.

"Just remember. The boss's voice became cold and unforgiving. "Lafite in '82. Implement this plan. ”

The phone was hung up abruptly. The whole house. All fell into infinite silence.

Ding Rou woodenly put the handset on the telephone. It took a long time to walk to the wine cabinet. Take out a bottle of red wine. Wrap it in a delicate wooden box. She quickly changed into a light outfit. Walk towards the garage.

The night was hazy. Occasionally, the streets passed by were colorful. Everyone has a free life. The rich and wonderful evening has just begun.

The car stopped steadily in front of the once familiar villa. She lifted the bottle. Walk towards the gate. The button was pressed.

"Hello. Who is it. Steward Li's voice reached his ears through the megaphone in front of him.

"Hello. Tired to report to Leng Dong. I'm Annie. Ding Rou said to the microphone naturally.

The other party was obviously stunned. Except for Hua Xue. She should be considered a woman out of nowhere. A character who shouldn't be there. But soon. The door was opened. Dozens of meters from the end of the road. The door to the villa was opened. At the doorway stood the tall, slender figure.

Leng Zhiqing stood guard at the door with a little doubt and impatience. Look at the delicate figure walking leisurely from a distance. There is almost some overlap with the person in my memory. He was once again delusional.

Pacing over to greet him. He was a little stunned. "Why are you here. ”

"How. Not welcome. Ding Rou smiled softly. There was a faint hint of drunkenness in his eyes. "A good bottle of wine. I want to share it with people. I suddenly want to continue listening to your story. ”

The fingertips of the wine became slightly cold. She's going to work hard to hold on. so that it can be held firmly in its own hands.

"Welcome. Leng Zhiqing replied.