Zhao Yuan took a few steps back, and when he saw that the worker was still far from the garbage can, he raised his hand and threw the wooden box away, turned around and returned to the house.

With a "snap", the wooden box was not thrown into the trash and fell to the ground.

The lid of the box was shaken open, and several pale yellow albums rolled out.

Zhao Yuan walked over, leaned over and picked up a copy, flipped through it casually, and saw that it was full of photos of Wei Min.

Wei Min in the photo is smiling quietly, gentle and beautiful.

Zhao Yuan's heart ached, he squatted down, picked up all the scattered albums, put them back into the wooden box neatly, carefully closed the lid, and returned to his hut with the wooden box.

When I woke up from a nap and slowly looked at the photos, the scene of Wei Min accompanying me appeared in front of me one after another.

In the office, she discussed with herself how to select the most reasonable calculation parameters of the structural model; in the cafeteria, she ordered food with herself, eating more abundantly than others, and spending less money; when she was on a business trip, she lived in a guest room with herself, and unscrupulously evaluated the boss of Party A in bed......

But now, she can't come back.

Even the place where she lived will be renovated, and she will never be found again.

Outside the window, it rained again, dripping, like boundless sorrow, enveloping the earth.

Zhao Yuan took an umbrella and walked aimlessly outside the community.

The soft lighting in "Mandarin Dream Revisit" makes people feel a special warmth. The snow-white Persian cat saw Zhao Yuan and greeted her with a "meow".

Zhao Yuan couldn't help but walk into the bookstore and said hello to Uncle Chen, who was making tea behind the counter: "Uncle Chen, good afternoon." ”

Uncle Chen raised his eyes and smiled: "Miss Zhao is here?" Recently, our bookstore has opened a new bar, oh, it's just behind the screen, do you want Miss Zhao to go over and have a look?"

Zhao Yuan frowned and said, "'Mandarin Dream Revisited' actually opened a bar? This is not quite consistent with your style, right?"

Uncle Chen said: "It's not to attract those fashionable young people. The bar sells some coffee and low-alcohol fruit wine, Miss Zhao, you can go over and taste it, and it's best to give me some suggestions for improvement when it's over. ”

Zhao Yuan bypassed the screen, walked to the bar and looked at it, asked for a bottle of pomegranate fruit wine, took a wine glass, sat down by the window, and poured himself a drink.

The pomegranate wine is fiery and sweet, and there is a fiery refreshment in the mouth.

Zhao Yuan drank cup after glass, feeling that the depression in recent days had been resolved in the wine.

At some point, there was music in the background. The melodious sound of the piano echoed in the room, and it was the cello song that made the world cry - "Lingering Past".

The lingering sound of the piano evokes how many past events in my heart are like smoke, and how can we go back to the past after the ups and downs?

Zhao Yuan called the waiter, asked for another bottle of pomegranate fruit wine, and drank it cup after cup.

Yes, Wei Min will never come back. The house you live in has been renovated, and your last thoughts will disappear from this world.

Nie Yaping can't come back. No matter who she loved, and no matter whether her actions were right or wrong, this beautiful woman has since disappeared from this world.

And his own Yi Yu will never come back.

Even if they meet again, even if it is unforgettable, in the face of him who is already a husband, all he can do is give up......

Outside the window was the dense winter rain, and Zhao Yuan in the window raised his wine glass and drank it cup after cup.

From noon until now, she has not eaten. As the second bottle was about to bottom, she finally collapsed on the table, sleepy and drunk......

Qin Yiyu sat on his black Bentley, frowning and urging Assistant Wang: "Drive faster." ”

Since he called Zhao Yuan on Tuesday, he has not been able to reach Zhao Yuan's phone again. Although Assistant Wang reported Zhao Yuan's situation to him every day, not being able to see her face with his own eyes and hear her voice was still a torture for him.

There was an important client who was supposed to come over this afternoon to discuss cooperation, but he insisted on postponing the negotiation until Sunday. Taking this precious half a day, he can fly to see his beloved little girl. He wanted to make her happy and make her willing to receive his own calls and hear his voice every day.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the plane landed, he saw a message from Uncle Chen, the boss of "Mandarin Dream Revisit": "Miss Zhao ordered two bottles of pomegranate fruit wine at the newly opened bar today, but she didn't expect to get drunk, do you need me to ask someone to send her back?"

When did this little girl learn to drink? Or two bottles? Qin Yiyu felt irritable and worried for no reason, and hurriedly replied: "No." Take care of her, I'll come over right away. ”

The car stopped on the side of the road before the mandarin dream revisited. Qin Yiyu instructed Assistant Wang: "Drive the car back, rest early, and come over tomorrow morning to pick me up and take me to the airport." ”

Assistant Wang owed: "I will keep my mobile phone on all night, if you have something to do, just call me." ”

Qin Yiyu nodded slightly, opened the car door, and walked quickly towards the "Mandarin Dream Revisit".

Zhao Yuan lay on the rattan tabletop and slept soundly. Her jet-black hair covered most of her cheeks, and there was only a little bit of red liquid left in the glasses and bottles in front of her.

Seeing that the girl in front of him was safe and sound, Qin Yiyu felt that half of the hanging heart had finally been put down. He reached out and patted her thin shoulder, calling out to her, "Far away, far away—"

Zhao Yuan let out a "whimper", still lying on the table and not getting up.

Qin Yiyu bent down and helped Zhao Yuanyuan up. Zhao Yuan couldn't stand on his feet at all, and the whole person leaned on him.

Qin Yiyu frowned, hugged Zhao Yuan horizontally, and strode forward.

I entered the community, got on the elevator, and came to the dark red door. Qin Yiyu took out the key from Zhao Yuan's bag, opened the door, and walked in with her.

Since coming to Jiangcheng, he has wandered downstairs in Zhao Yuan countless times, staring at the lights in her room, guessing her face under the lamp, guessing her graceful figure, and guessing the joys and sorrows in her heart.

He missed her every move, but he didn't dare to disturb her.

The more I love deeply, the more I am afraid of accidentally hurting her who is regarded as a treasure in my heart.

Qin Yiyu put Zhao Yuan on the bed in the bedroom inside, and Zhao Yuan was still sleeping soundly.

He leaned down, gently removed her shoes, unbuttoned her coat, laboriously helped her take off her coat, and pulled the quilt over the bed over her body.

Shaking his aching arm, he sat down at the head of her bed again, gazing at her carefully.

The years don't seem to have left a mark on her face. Her face is still a pointed melon seed face, and her skin is as delicate as the best white porcelain produced in Jingdezhen. Because she had drunk too much wine, her cheeks were a little red, and her small mouth was even redder like a cherry in spring. And the Hetian jade pendant she wore on her snow-white neck reflected the light at the moment, crystal clear, and the powder was intoxicating......

Qin Yiyu stroked the jade pendant with his hand, and the jade pendant became warmer and warmer in his hand. Waves of heat surged from his palms and swept through his body.

He let go of the pendant, fiery fingers caressing her cheek.

Her soft skin, like the best placebo, countless days and nights of pain, buried in the bottom of her heart, at this moment, have collapsed and disappeared.

He couldn't help but lean down and kiss her lightly on the red lips.

As if she felt something, she tilted her head and muttered, "Water, water, I'm so thirsty, I want to drink water......"

Qin Yiyu hurriedly got up, went to the water dispenser outside to pick up a glass of water, helped Zhao Yuan to lean into his arms, and fed her a few sips of water.

After a few mouthfuls of water, Zhao Xiao suddenly frowned and spit out with a "wow".

The dirt sprayed Qin Yiyu all over his body.

Qin Yiyu hurriedly grabbed Zhao Yuan's shoulder and patted her on the back, so that she could vomit more comfortably.

After a long convulsion in his stomach, Zhao Yuan vomited up the dirt and finally felt better.

Qin Yiyu helped her lie down, and she fell asleep in a daze again.

Qin Yiyu frowned and went to the bathroom to scrub the dirt on his body, found a clean towel, wet it with water, wrung out the water, came to Zhao Yuan's bed, and gently wiped the dirt on Zhao Yuan's face and body.

Rubbing and rubbing, listening to Zhao Yuan's even snoring sound, his mood gradually improved.

This little girl, drinking so little and still drinking is really worrying. But now, it seems that she should be fine.

After cleaning, he went to the kitchen to get a mop, mopped the dirt in the room, and did a big cleaning of the room by the way.

When he woke up the next day, Zhao Yuan was in a trance.

At night, she had a dream that Qin Yiyu was holding her hand and walking through the peach blossom forest. The surrounding herbs are delicious and colorful. And he and her seem to have just met for the first time.

In the peach blossom forest, it seems that everything has started again. They stared at each other, explaining to each other the bygone years. She even felt the ecstasy and gratitude that all the time could be returned. In the whole dream, her heart was filled with happiness, just because Qin Yiyu was right in front of her and smiled at her, just like back then.

I really didn't want to wake up from my dream, if it weren't for being too hungry, she really wanted to stay in her dream forever.

When she opened her eyes hungry and saw the sunlight shining in through the window, she suddenly felt a little headache.

I looked at my phone, and it was almost eleven o'clock at noon - no wonder I was so hungry.

I remember that it rained cold yesterday afternoon, why is it so sunny today?

God's face really changes.

She looked at her phone again, but fortunately it was indeed Saturday and she didn't have to go to work.

Just yesterday, how did you get back to your cabin yesterday?

I remember that I ordered pomegranate fruit wine at the newly opened bar in Yuanmeng yesterday, drank cup after glass, and then fell asleep on the table.

- And then what?

Zhao Yuan knocked his head in annoyance. She really couldn't remember what happened next, and she had no idea how she got back to her room.

Could it be that Uncle Chen, the owner of the shop, kindly sent him back? Or was he actually not too drunk and walked back by himself?

Why is there a familiar man who has been by his side all the time in a trance, as if it is Qin Yiyu?