Chapter 217: Another Sad Man

Having a lover who can grow old together is indeed the happiest thing in life. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

In An Xiaoxue's heart, he suddenly thought of a person, a person who could save Ouyang, but the current time was not right.

The balcony in winter was still a little cold, and the two of them talked for a while, and then hurried back to the living room.

At this time, Ouyang went to the bathroom to wash clothes, and An Xiaoxue was watching slowly in the living room.

"You seem to be very strange about these things, what's the matter, make a comment."

Ouyang's words are about casual comments, is it about Ouyang's home?

"Comment? Then you don't have to, you'll make your home look like this, and it's naturally what you like, just like what my home looks like, and I'll determine it according to my ideas. ā€

An Xiaoxue didn't say any words to comment, but she was naturally too lazy to comment on others, such an environment, as long as the owner liked it, it was enough.

Looking at the dazzling books on the shelves, An Xiaoxue nodded, as if he was affirming something, and seemed to be helpless about something.

"What's the matter, what do you think of these books?"

Ouyang didn't know what was going on today, and kept asking An Xiaoxue's opinion, but An Xiaoxue really didn't want to say anything.

"Why do you keep asking for my opinion, I don't have any opinion, so many books, do you read them?"

An Xiaoxue's question, Ouyang was naturally ashamed, "I don't like to read, they are all collected by Duoduo before, and when she is at home, she likes to read some books." ā€

"Well, it seems that she is also an intellectual woman."

An Xiaoxue didn't say anything else, but Ouyang kept asking, as if he wanted to know more.

"Do you usually read books? You know a lot of things, everyone can't guess you, looking at your appearance, will you lock yourself up if you're okay and read quietly? ā€

Ouyang's question was really strange, An Xiaoxue smiled slightly, "People, you can't look at the surface, it's really disappointing you, I don't like to read, I read books to keep my brain from idle, my favorite thing to do is to forget, I hope I can forget everything I see from books." Relaxation, can you understand, forget so you can forget, haha, of course you don't understand. ā€

An Xiaoxue smiled, was he laughing at Ouyang's ignorance?

In fact, Ouyang understands everything in his heart, isn't this just on the verge of his own madness, forcing his brain not to stop, and then trying to forget everything.

However, how can you forget many things, An Xiaoxue at this age has long understood this truth.

It's just that, in the face of reality, she may not have met the person she confides in, so she can only use the same method to make herself think that this is still a good way.

That's all.

"Of course I don't understand, I thought that a talented woman like you, who is recognized by everyone, is a nerd."

This is obviously a joke, but An Xiaoxue would not have thought of it, now Ouyang is Ouyang who can think about problems with his brain, he seems to have suddenly opened his mind, and he knows what kind of method to use, he can get the information he wants from An Xiaoxue's mouth, and he can let himself know more about An Xiaoxue.

"Of course not, my home, it can be said that there are no books, and now you can see the nest, except for children's books, I don't have a single book, I don't like to read, if there are words left in the library in my head, I can only say that the vitality of those words in my brain is too strong, that's all."

If An Xiaoxue is really the kind of person who doesn't like to study, doesn't like words, and doesn't like trouble, then there is only one answer, that is, in An Xiaoxue's mind, those once deep-rooted injuries are too difficult to remove, making her think that in her world, everything she does is to forget the past.

"The first time I heard of An Ye's thoughts, people are desperately trying to remember something, but you are trying to forget, but the reality, the more you want to forget, the more you remember it clearly."

What Ouyang said obviously made An Xiaoxue think that he was doubting what he had just said, but these were all inexplicable, after all, how many things An Xiaoxue had in her head, it is estimated that she didn't know it herself.

"It seems that you really don't believe it, but rich people like you, the house is too big, and it would be good to have more books, otherwise it would be boring to be empty."

An Xiaoxue said, walking past the big bookcase to admire something else.

It's the first time for two people to have such a conversation and laugh, and the atmosphere is harmonious and relaxed.

Ouyang thought a lot, there has always been such a person, who can accompany him to talk, this is obviously too extravagant.

"You have so many things in your house, it's a shame if you don't live there often."

An Xiaoxue sighed and walked towards a corner.

"In the past, Duoduo liked to stay at home, this is the world she created herself, she likes the space she arranged by herself, and now, naturally, it is very different from the past, everything here is a little too strange to me."

Ouyang's words obviously made Ouyang feel that in fact, Ouyang was still very fond of the beauty, and she could control everything according to her own ideas.

And Ouyang, even if he is not familiar with all this, but as long as the beauty is a person he is familiar with, it is enough.

Such a reality, is it Ouyang's extreme love for beauty, or Ouyang's indifference to many things.

However, all of this is no longer important.

Beauty Duo left, leaving these strange things, I don't know how many familiar memories there will be in Ouyang's heart, hey, another sad person.

"Do you like to play the piano?"

When An Xiaoxue walked towards that corner, Ouyang's heart was playing a drum, and there was a piano in that corner, which Meirenduo would often play in the past, although it was not a big demeanor, but in front of a musical idiot like Ouyang, Meirenduo could be called an artist.

Oh my God, artist, if you say that, then at this time, there is another artist in front of Ouyang.

"Of course I don't understand, so the piano here now is a little unfamiliar to me, but let's leave it like this, I don't know what to do in the future?"

Yes, everything is wrong now, and there is always a little sadness.

Both of them have similar memories in their hearts, and this is the only thing they have in common.