Chapter 141: Cold to the Heart
After struggling for a long time, Ye Baiwei still decided to take a look at this photo.
On the one hand, Zhou Yan was indeed not ready to confess that past relationship with her, but Ye Baiwei already knew that the existence of this woman was well known to each other. She just wanted to take a look at this woman's face now, instead of deliberately forcing Zhou Yan to explain. If Zhou Yan didn't want to say it, she could still wait in silence until the moment when he was willing to speak to her.
On the other hand, Ye Baiwei was indeed too curious. Even if she couldn't help but look at it at this time, she would always be worried about it in her heart. And she didn't want to hide anything from Zhou Yan, let alone have a disagreement about it.
She has nothing to hide, and since she has found out, why not look at it? Even if Zhou Yan was unhappy, she could face it calmly.
And Ye Baiwei has confidence in his heart, even if this woman is an indelible existence in Zhou Yan's heart, he will definitely not be unhappy because he accidentally saw this photo.
After making up her mind, Ye Baiwei casually flipped over the photo. However, the moment she saw the woman in the photo, the blood on Ye Baiwei's face suddenly faded cleanly!
Because, the woman in the photo that Ye Baiwei held in her hand was none other than herself!
The huge surprise made Ye Baiwei's body tremble twice, and she felt that her legs were a little weak, and she almost couldn't support her body. Hurriedly took a deep breath, stabilized his mind, and sat in the wide chair behind the desk before continuing to stare at the photo!
The surprise was followed by a great shock. Because Ye Baiwei knew very well that she had never taken such a photo, and even after Tongque Chunshen was rescued by Zhou Yan that time, she had never seen this man before!
What's more, when she was nineteen years old, she had just been admitted to university, and she didn't take a step out of S City at all, and although the specific location could not be seen in this photo, behind the radiant woman, there was a huge beautiful waterfall.
Ye Baiwei's hand holding the photo shook involuntarily. If not her, then who is this woman? If it weren't for her, why would she look so much like her? The eyes, nose, mouth, and even the shape of the face are carved out of a mold!
She flipped through the photo again and saw the small print: The most beautiful nineteen-year-old, gifted to Ah Yan Zhencun.
It should be the woman in the photo who wrote it.
So, this is Zhou Yan's ex-girlfriend? The woman he has always been haunting in his heart?
She looks exactly like his ex-girlfriend, what does that mean? What does it mean?
At this moment, Ye Baiwei's whole body was cold, like falling into an ice cave, cold to the bone.
She sat in a large leather chair, her head in a daze. In a trance, I seemed to think a lot, but I didn't think about anything.
She suddenly remembered that when Meng Ran, Jiang Wei, Ning Bai, Bai Yang and others saw her for the first time, the stunned looks on their faces were the same. She thought that their shock last night was because Zhou Yan had found such an ordinary woman as herself before passing through the peerless beauty Cao Xueyao, but she never thought that it was because her face was exactly the same as Zhou Yan's previous girlfriend!
and Zhou's mother, who turned her head and reprimanded Zhou Yan when she saw her first time, also because of this.
and Cao Ling...... Ye Baiwei slumped in the chair and covered her eyes. In fact, the attitudes of Cao Ling and Jiang Wei are the most revealing. Both of them have pointed out openly and secretly that only this face can attract Zhou Yan.
They are talking about this face, not her Ye Baiwei......
Ye Baiwei even remembered the first time he met Zhou Yan in Tongque Chunshen, he raised his hand and held the sharp blade that was slashing at him, but he didn't frown when blood splashed on his hand, just stared at himself for a moment. I'm afraid that at that time, even he was shocked......
She also remembered that she had asked Zhou Yan twice why he had taken a fancy to her, but he didn't give a clear answer. Zhou Yan's love for her was completely like love at first sight, but Ye Baiwei never believed it. Now it seems that she really is still self-aware.
It's just that she didn't understand Zhou Yan's reason for marrying her until now.
He didn't have a crush on her, he fell in love with this face. So he couldn't tell why.
Ye Baiwei sat on the chair at this time, looking at this photo, the woman's long hair was like a dark cloud, and it was softly scattered on her shoulders. The smile on his face was shy with a hint of brightness, and his eyes were lively and clear.
She wore a white dress, like a mythical fairy.
If Cao Xueyao is a peerless classical beauty who walked down in the picture of the lady, then the woman in front of her is a naughty princess who has directly crossed thousands of years of time.
Compared with Cao Xueyao's quiet beauty, there is also a hint of girlish unique cheerfulness in her purity, pure and beautiful, which is unforgettable.
Just looking at this photo, you can know what a lovely woman she is, no wonder Zhou Yan has always been obsessed with it......
But the better she is, the more uncomfortable Ye Baiwei's heart is like a knife.
She is so good, and Zhou Yan loves her so much. What about Ye Baiwei? What is she......
A stand-in?
Thinking of these two words, Ye Baiwei suddenly wanted to laugh.
When he was by Ji Yunzhe's side, he regarded himself as a tool to drive away loneliness when there was no Su Xiaoxiao.
Now that she is married to Zhou Yan, she originally thought that she had finally found a home for her life, and finally someone appeared to put her properly and collect her carefully.
She was obsessed with such a simple and beautiful happiness, but a simple photo knocked her back to her prototype......
She is still the woman who has lost the love of her parents and endures the wind and frost alone.
Everyone around Zhou Yan knew the truth, but no one told her. In their eyes, she was nothing more than a tool to soothe Zhou Yan's nostalgia and wounds. As for what she thinks, whether she will be hurt or not, no one has ever cared.
Oh, how cruel......
Ye Baiwei pressed her chest, forcibly enduring the pain of breaking through her chest. For a moment, she didn't know how to face such an impact, and she even felt that it was a dream......
Right! It's a dream, it's not real! It's just a dream!
Ye Baiwei's eyes suddenly burst into a glimmer of light, and she staggered to her feet, still holding the photo tightly in her hand. But she didn't seem to notice, and went straight back to the bedroom, lying on the bed, "It's just a dream, just wake up from sleep......"
Ye Baiwei's eyes were full of hope, but her face was not so good-looking, as if she could cry in the next second.
She didn't really believe that it was a dream, but she didn't want to accept such a cruel truth and subconsciously avoided it.
She covered herself with a quilt like a hypnot, but as soon as she closed her eyes, her mobile phone rang on the bedside table......