A light night's sleep.

Early in the morning, Le Yao went to work overtime with two dark circles under her eyes, Times Ginza, Nuoda cubicle, only the sound of her hands tapping on the keyboard, she looked at the computer monitor intently, and between the tapping of her fingers, an August briefing was about to be released.

She wrote so carefully that she didn't notice anyone pushing open the glass door and walking in.

"It's a good writing. Lou Mo's voice was tinged with rare peace and cordiality. At this moment, he was standing behind Le Yao with his hands in his hands.

His voice made her scalp tingle, and when she saw his slightly obese body, she remembered the scene between him and Luo Zhen...... At the bottom of her heart, she suddenly felt a sense of nausea, and when she was about to stand up, she was held down by Lou Mo: "This sentence seems to be not clear enough." He leaned over, one hand on her shoulder, and the other pointed to a sentence on the computer monitor.

Le Yao is extremely unnatural...... She is not used to the closeness of others, let alone the opposite sex, but at this time, she can't move, and can only let his breath appear above her head.

After Lou Mo's sanctimonious advice, there was a self-righteous smile on his slightly chubby face: "Xiaole, have you ever thought about working in the marketing department?"

Marketing Department?

Le Yao thought of Luo Zhen......

"It just so happens that I'm missing an assistant. Lou Mo leaned on the edge of her table, one hand running along her shoulder and onto her arm.

Le Yao was so disgusted that she leaned to the side in embarrassment, hoping to stay away from him: "Thank you, Mr. Lou." I'm doing a good job in the administration department......"

Lou Mo smiled, but his eyes were frivolous: "What kind of development can you have in the administrative department? What's more, there is another child with a background to be the administrative director? ”

Le Yao stood up without a trace, took a step back, left his groping hand, picked up a folder by the way, and pretended to be busy looking through it.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Lou Mo walked over and approached her closely, "Luo Zhen entered the Wen family at about the same time as you, do you know? ”

There was obviously air conditioning in the room, and the temperature was just right, but Le Yao felt that her back was full of sweat...... In my heart, there are only two words: "dirty". If it was normal, she would definitely be happy for Luo Zhen, but she saw the scene where Luo Zhen traded with Lou Mo for wages, so all she could have was disgusting.

"Secretary Luo's ability, we all have to see," Le Yao took a deep breath, turned around and said calmly: "I believe that Mr. Lou is also very happy to find such a competent secretary." "If she wants to betray herself like Luo Zhen, it is absolutely impossible.

"Your qualifications are not bad, and your comprehension ability is not bad. There was a hint of cunning in Lou Mo's eyes: "I believe that what she can do, you can do it, and you can even do it better." ”

Le Yao thought of the disgusting scene between him and Luo Zhen on the desk again, she controlled her urge to vomit, and took the cup under the pretext of going to the pantry to avoid him.

"Mr. Lou!" Luo Zhen's voice sounded in the empty and silent lattice, with a hint of kiss in her coquettish voice: "The anniversary activity plan handed in by the Planning Department is waiting for you to review." She stood by the door, because it was a weekend, so she wore casual clothes, a red tight skirt, the skirt just fell over the thighs, and the slender straight legs were exposed, which was very absorbent.

Le Yao looked at Luo Zhen and found the indifference and hostility in her eyes, but she turned around, frowned slightly, and walked to the pantry.

Without thinking about the two people who had "dirty" transactions and took what they needed, Le Yao stood in front of the window of the pantry, raised her head, and a large mouthful of warm water slid into her throat, but in the bottom of her heart, it was gloomy and boring.

Xu didn't sleep well last night, her mind was groggy, she sent the August briefing and next week's company meeting schedule to Zuo Youqing's mailbox, and then lay down on the desk to rest.

In a trance, she seemed to smell the fragrance of lotus leaves, which made her feel a lot more relaxed...... Like, it seems like it's going back to five years ago.

Five years ago?

Le Yao woke up, and her thoughts lingered for a moment.

Look at the time, it's just eleven o'clock, and the content of today's overtime work has already been completed. She rested her head on the side of her chin, her tired eyes still closed.

But in my mind, there is a lotus field in the sky, and between my nose, the fresh taste of lotus leaves still exists.

Biyuan?

Biyuan!

Le Yao's beautiful and small lips pursed gently, sighed lightly, and suddenly had an urge to take a look.

Ten minutes later, she was sitting on the bus to Peach Blossom Spring.

This is the largest lotus field in the peach blossom source, facing the face, the fragrance of the lotus leaves strikes people, the lotus leaves one after another, when the wind blows, it will turn up the leaf waves, there are many lotus flowers that stand tall and bud in the green.

The familiar scene made Le Yao's heart linger for a long time.

This is where she has lived for eighteen years.

This is a place she will never forget.

The wind, with the sultry heat and the fresh smell of lotus leaves, rushed to her, blowing her hair tied behind her head, and she stood in the sun stupidly.

"Sister Le Yao?"

"He Zi. Le Yao looked at He Zi carrying the basket in surprise, she hadn't seen her for five years, He Zi's appearance had not changed much, her skin was still black, but the whole person had gained a lot of weight.

"Sister Le Yao, is it really you?" He Zi smiled, very happy: "I didn't expect that after five years, you are still so beautiful, and you haven't changed at all." ”

Le Yao smiled faintly, how could she not change? Her body, her heart, is no longer the same she used to be.

"On this hot day, it is very cool to be on the side of the lotus field, but if you stand like this all the time, you will suffer from heat stroke. He Zi took her hand: "Go to my house and sit down!"

In the face of such a kind He Zi, Le Yao regretted her impulsiveness a little, she shouldn't have appeared in Peach Blossom Spring... She couldn't break her oath, so she said, "I have something to do, and I have to go back immediately." ”

"Hey—he's here again. He Zi accompanied her to the direction of the station, and before she walked out of the lotus field, she tightened Le Yao's hand: "Sister Le Yao, look, it's this car." ”

Looking along her line of sight, Le Yao's heart was condensed in the blazing air in an instant, because the person who came out of the car was Wen Yunting, he was wearing a black shirt, the whole person looked tall and handsome, he exuded a natural nobility, indifferent face, but with a look of rejection thousands of miles away.

What did he come to do?

Le Yao was apprehensive, and she met unexpectedly, in the end, which made her feel a little flustered...... But she tried to calm herself. Moreover, she did not stop.

"Recently, this man has been coming to our peach blossom paradise a lot. He Zi whispered: "He never talks to anyone, just quietly looks at this lotus field........."

As if affected by the heat wave in the air, Le Yao's face was slightly hot, and her heart chuckled...... However, he tried not to look back, not to look at him, not to think nonsense: "Really?" There was a slight tremor in the words.

"Well, I think he's familiar....but I can't remember seeing him anywhere. He Zi smiled and tightened Le Yao's hand again: "It may be that he is handsome, so I will look at him a few more times?

Le Yao remembered that five years ago, He Zi should have seen him a few times...... It's just that this careless girl, I'm afraid I've forgotten it.

Forgot?

She smiled bitterly, what she forgot, it wasn't just He Zi...... Perhaps, she is the only one, living in that memory.

Or maybe, really, she is the only one who has not walked out of that past.

Bitterness, permeating the heart.

But how did he come to the Peach Blossom Garden?

How could he come to see Lotus?

Don't...... Just a coincidence?

The more she thought about it, the more confused she became, and Le Yao tried to convince herself not to think about it anymore...... There are some people, some things, she has already decided to let go, and she can't think about torturing herself anymore......

Perhaps, only the distance of the heart will be the ultimate salvation of oneself.

"Hey, is he the one who wants to buy the entire lotus field?" He Zi suddenly remembered the rumor he heard a few days ago: "But, what did he do when he bought the lotus field?" She looked back at Wen Yunting's back: "Sister Le Yao, I'm so stupid, how could he come here to grow lotus root with such a handsome man?"

Le Yao was slightly surprised, but she didn't dare to look back at him as boldly as He Zi. She was afraid that as soon as she turned around, her heart would leak out.

"That's right, Sister Le Yao. I heard that Biyuan was also sold. He Zi continued.

Biyuan, once the home of Le Yao's father and daughter, but, with the fire five years ago, everything burned to ashes, after the fire, the owner of the house with the deed came, not only took the full amount of the insurance company's compensation, but also asked them for compensation, that time, was Le Yao's most frustrated and gloomy time, and it was also after that time, they moved out of the Peach Blossom Spring, after five years, came back again, but heard that Biyuan was going to be sold.

"Do you know who bought it?" Le Yao turned her head sideways, under the sun, her skin was fair, and her eyes had a lazy tired look.

He Zi shook his head: "I don't know, I just heard that person is very rich." It seems that it is to rebuild Biyuan," she chattered: "There are too many places to relax on weekends in Z City now, and in recent years, there have been fewer and fewer customers coming to Peach Blossom Garden....... even if the store is reopened, it may not be able to make much money." ”

Faintly, I don't know why, Le Yao had a hint of excitement in her heart, but this joy disappeared quickly, because, she warned herself, Biyuan was no longer her home...... And she shouldn't have to expect or expect anything.

Wen Yunting's eyes behind wearing sunglasses had a trace of doubt that others couldn't catch, because, just now, he saw the woman, the woman who rolled down the stairs crying and heard that she was pregnant.

He had never had any impression of a strange woman, but he was ......

It's just that Wen Yunting didn't expect to see her by the lotus field, although he only glanced at her from a distance, but he recognized her accurately, and at this time, she was wearing a simple T-shirt and jeans, but she looked much younger than the professional clothes at work.

For some reason, every time he saw her, his heart would suffocate slightly for no reason, this was an abnormal heartbeat, as if, as if his heart knew her.

But he's obviously never seen her!

Closing his eyes, Wen Yunting immersed himself in the fragrance of lotus leaves, only in this way, only by closing his eyes, in the darkness under his eyes, and the fragrance of lotus leaves appeared in his sense of smell, his memories could go back to five years ago, the summer five years ago, that, even if he never recalled, the summer that always appeared in his mind.

Is he really unwilling to recall?

No, but he didn't dare to recall, he was afraid, once he remembered, then, it would be a thing of the past, never, never to come back.

"Dumb...... My little fool!"

The cold lips trembled slightly, the throat tightened slightly, the chest was suffocated uncomfortably, and after speaking, Wen Yunting's eyes were moist.

Only after closing his eyes, his light call, can he feel that he can meet her again.

Although, he knew, he would never meet her again, and even, he never knew what she looked like, but her voice was as gentle as a clear bell, her soft and smooth long hair, warm breathing, warm lips...... Everything would be so clear and clear in his mind, as if she was still by his side just now.

In order not to let himself be in a slump any longer, he once tried to put his affection for her on other women, but all the others were not her, and there was no shadow of her in all people.

What is lost is lost forever.

He sighed, a touch of self-deprecation on his lips: loss? Although he knew that his strong love for her might just be his wishful thinking, he found that he had already fallen into that love and couldn't get out.

Once, he thought that back then, he was blind, and she was the only girl closest to him, she took care of him and cared for him, so he would fall in love with her desperately, but as time went by, he found that he was wrong, he was too wrong...... He was really in love with her, even if all he got was her jerky and uncertain words.

Love may be a matter of moments, but it will produce eternal sparks.

As long as he thought of her, Wen Yunting's heart would tighten slightly, and his chest would hurt.

In the past five years, he has never tried to find a photo or image of her, he just wants to keep the best in his heart......

It's just, I don't know, is she okay in heaven?

Over there, will she be so kind, like that to everyone around her? Could there be men who love her as much as he does?

As soon as this thought appeared, his hands were tightly clenched at his side, his eyes never opened, and his heart hurt tightly, he lost her forever...... Forever, forever.

Back then, when he lost Yun Xuan, he used to be as violent as thunder, unable to sleep day and night, his emotions fluctuated, and he could even fight with people because of a word, but when he knew that he had lost her, he didn't say a word, and locked himself in a dark hut for three whole days, and all he could do in those three days was to think about her gentle words and remember her silver bell-like laughter in the dark...... Three days later, as if nothing happened, he flew out of Z City and went to New York.

No one knew about his wounds, and no one knew that he had such a wound that would never heal.

And between them, there is not even a single thing that can prove his love. And she, left to him, was only her voice and gentle hair.

Being able to stand in the place she likes, in this way, is also a kind of happiness for him, a sad romantic happiness.

*

"Clouds. Song Siyu's voice came from the other end of the phone with a sense of exhaustion and helplessness: "My parents want to invite Uncle Wen and Aunt Yu to dinner together......"

Song Siyu's phone call pulled him out of the self-enclosed world, life always has to go on, and he always has the responsibility he should bear.

"You know, we will fly back to New York at ten o'clock tomorrow morning......" The silence on the other end of the phone made Song Siyu's helplessness aggravated, thinking of the pressure her mother had just put on her, she really couldn't help it.

"You arrange it. Later, Wen Yunting responded lightly, on his shoulders, inheriting the future of Wen's enterprise, but also assuming the responsibility of Wen's bloodline inheritance, even if he is like him, there will be helplessness and gloom in life.

Song Siyu said: "Yunting, thank you, I know that you are the best for me." ”

Wen Yunting's lips rose slightly, with a calm and indifferent voice: "I'm hanging." He knows that he has a role to play and a duty to do.

"Wait a minute......" Song Siyu hurriedly called him.

"Is there anything else?" Wen Yunting raised his eyebrows slightly, he still wanted to stand quietly by the lotus field, quietly feel this rare warmth and ease, quietly, thinking about that person.

"I'm going to wear a white dress tonight. Song Siyu's voice returned to its usual elegance and calmness: "You remember to match with me!"

Wen Yunting raised his eyebrows, and then hung up the phone without saying a word.

Reality does not allow him to hesitate.

And time always slips away inadvertently, and what else can he?

Life, go on.

And he has decided to vent his emotions, hopefully, hoping that one day, he can come out of that warm love that ended without a problem.

However, why does his heart ache faintly when he has this thought?

*

"That's it, Le Yao, whatever you want to eat later, just order!" Ye Hui took Le Yao's arm and stood in front of the door of the "Humble House", feeling arrogant.

"It's expensive here. Le Yao winked at her.

Humble House, a restaurant standing by the river, called Humble House, but it is one of the most famous restaurants in Z City, there is only one Chinese-style building in the big place, and the surrounding places are all carefully decorated flowers and plants, the whole place, it looks so beautiful that people can't bear to leave, and it adds a bit of seclusion.

How could Ye Hui not know that the cold house was expensive? But, who let her talk nonsense without her brain? Now, in the Ginza of the times, there are rumors that Le Yao is pregnant...... And she is the culprit, if it weren't for her random speculation, it wouldn't have caused Le Yao so much trouble, and even, she heard that the personnel department was starting to figure out whether it should hire administrative clerks again. She couldn't think of a better way to atone for her sins than to apologize, to invite her to dinner.

"You just order the food, and I'll pay for it. Although the word "reluctant" went around in Ye Hui's mind, money and her friendship with Le Yao were insignificant.

Le Yao chuckled, and then really walked towards the path leading to the humble house.

was distressed, but Ye Hui followed without saying anything.

"Do you really want to go?" After walking on a path of more than ten meters, Le Yao quietly turned around and looked at Ye Hui with a hint of a smile.

"Of course. Ye Hui felt a burst of pressure, obviously, she was distressed about money, but now she had to bite the bullet.

The smile between Le Yao's eyes became shallow, and she looked at Ye Hui with a hint of scrutiny, her eyes couldn't take her eyes off, looking at Ye Hui's slightly embarrassed appearance, but later, she burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Ye Hui pursed her lips and patted her satchel, as if to increase her courage: "Don't worry, I can bring money and cards." As he spoke, he rushed forward.

"Hey. Le Yao's smile grew: "Are you really going?" Seeing that the gate of the humble house was dozens of meters away, at the door, the tall welcome lady Tingting stood there.

"Le Yao, I'm not joking with you. Ye Hui's cheeks bulged.

"Hmph. Le Yao snorted deliberately: "You did it on purpose." There was a bit of casual playfulness and cuteness in her eyes: "Look at it, the lights in several rooms over there are all turned on, and they are already full of guests." ”

Sure enough, in the floor-to-ceiling glass wall of the Humble House, each independent VIP room is brightly lit, and there are already guests.

Ye Hui's lips were a little annoyed, but in the next second, he seemed to have found something: "Oh, let's hurry up, there is still a room over there that is empty......."

Le Yao tightened her hand, and said angrily and funny: "Stupid, don't you know that the Humble House only accepts guests who are booked?" Even if Ye Hui was willing to spend money to invite her to a big meal, she was reluctant to let Ye Hui break the bank, after all, they all had to support their families.

Ye Hui scratched his head: "No!"

Le Yao pursed her lips and smiled, her emaciated face was vivid because of her smile, her eyes were as fresh and lovely as a new moon, she held Ye Hui's arm again, and said gently: "Let's go eat chicken noodle soup!" As she spoke, she dragged her out, just a few steps, she raised her smiling face, but as far as her eyes could see, her smile froze in the air.

More than ten meters away, a couple was walking hand in hand, the woman, tall and beautiful, with thin short hair refreshing and obedient, revealing a long and beautiful neck, wearing a white knee-length skirt, and the man, with a cold and handsome face, the well-fitting black shirt made him look cold and arrogant but noble. The two of them, who looked so right, walked hand in hand, attracting their attention.

"Mr. Wen?" Ye Hui was so surprised that he stuttered a little: "He...... Le Yao, Le Yao, is Mr. Wen. ”

I already knew that I had lost it, but seeing him holding hands with other women, Le Yao's heart was like a knife, her eyes were dim, her smile faded, and as Wen Yunting and Song Siyu approached, her breathing and heartbeat seemed to stop, and her chest was suffocated.

"Do you want to say hello?" Ye Hui hurriedly pulled Le Yao's hand, seeing that they were about to approach.

Le Yao was like a puppet, her expression was gloomy before, as if all her anger had been drained in an instant, and the rest was just woodenness and pain.

"Le Yao!" Ye Hui's voice was a little hoarse, but she found that Le Yao did not answer her, and at this time, they were only four or five meters away from Wen Yunting, she blushed and was a little sneering: "Wen is always good." As she spoke, she pulled Le Yao's sleeve and motioned for her to speak too.

Le Yao lowered her eyes slightly, didn't look at them, and stood there quietly, her thin body was like a weeping willow branch, quietly, as if there was no life......

The corners of Song Siyu's lips rose slightly, and she looked at them with a light smile.

Wen Yunting's cold gaze fell on them, his thin lips were closed indifferently, and it seemed that he nodded his chin lightly, which was regarded as answering Ye Hui's question.

Passing by.

"She's so pretty, so elegant. Ye Hui was a little excited, and said to Le Yao in a low voice, not noticing her strangeness at all: "Hey, Le Yao, they look good, don't they?"

Right?

Le Yao was speechless, but her heart tightened slightly.

"Mr. Wen's fiancée is so beautiful. Ye Hui chuckled and said with envy: "And the person looks good, quite kind, unlike Mr. Wen, who never laughs, always cold." ”

Fiancee?

Le Yao's heart seemed to be stabbed by something, and in an instant, boundless pain attacked her, making her heart fall into a boundless cold pool.