The silver strands were combed neatly straight and draped softly over her shoulders; Although it is rumored that the woman in front of me is also an immortal who has given up her eternal life, the years do not seem to have left a trace on the beautiful face in front of me that is gentle, strong and passionate.

Her skin still had a girlish glow, as if it sparkled in the afternoon sun; Her eyes were as bright as they were when I saw her 12 years ago, uncovered with dust; Her lips were still so beautiful that I lost my mind when she placed the cup of tea in front of me.

The well-cut cheongsam vividly expressed the charm of the oriental woman, and the woman in front of me seemed to stand out even more, so much so that the male hormones in my body made me look twice, and my gaze was immediately caught by her, which made me feel embarrassed.

But she smiled and said it didn't matter, I was curious to ask why, she sat back on the chair made of bamboo, elegantly picked up the teacup and took a sip before saying------Many years ago, that person also saw me like you, right on this terrace, but now the time is not right, at that time we were overhead the illusory night sky...

I was stunned for a moment, and the laughter mixed with youth and maturity came to my ears, and she said that the man was also distracted at the time.

That person? It seemed that the person who could make the woman in front of me call me that way didn't need to ask, and I immediately put the cup down and adjusted to a most comfortable sitting position, but I didn't intend to fully record the story that was about to unfold in front of me, because I just wanted to be a good listener now.

She smiled, put down her glass, and said, I also told him at the time, that it didn't seem polite for him to look at my body like that, and he awkwardly justified that he was just appreciating one of my most intuitive charms as a woman, and I felt very happy at the time, after all, what woman doesn't like other people's compliments, not to mention that he was already a famous hero at that time.

Poof, I finally couldn't control myself and laughed, but after laughing, I immediately felt a little nervous, after all, I knew how difficult it was to be able to meet the woman in front of me except that I had a relationship with her.

The president of Ouyang Heavy Industries, the hero of the last war, not only fought in the Battle of Noah, but also personally drove the "Moonlight Butterfly" now displayed in the War Museum in that final battle until the last moment. Fame, financial resources, influence, appearance, it seems that the female surname in front of me, Ouyang Ying has all this, so should I be in front of her...

There is no need to worry about anything, today you are not a reporter, I am not a president, and I am not a hero, Ouyang Ying interrupted my worries while pulling a few naughty strands of hair behind her ears.

I habitually scratched my head, and then looked down worriedly, but luckily, the dandruff did not fall in the snow.

As soon as his eyes were raised, Ouyang Ying spoke again, today you are here to listen to the story, I am a storyteller, as a woman, a woman who has been very close to the man you are most interested in.

It seems that the woman in front of me who is immersed in short memories is still the person who has been supporting him from the beginning of the most difficult period to the end, and it can even be said that without the support and efforts of the woman in front of me, there would be no final achievements of that person, and even the history of this world would not be what it is now.

Thinking about this, my body and nerves couldn't help but tense a little again.

But she spoke again to dispel my doubts, and she said that you should not have come today to hear what support I have given him for his career and ideals.

So I was infected by seeing this legendary woman today, and my thoughts, which were much slower, reminded me again that she seemed to be a New---Type, but I quickly reacted this time and hurriedly replied yes, and I came today just for the sake of "Red Face" in my series of books.

She said that's fine, I'm going to remember that man as a woman today, that's all, you don't have any pressure.

Then the atmosphere became relaxed and softened again, and she gently twisted the stereo in the room, and an unknown piece of music began to play slowly, caressing the room like flowing water.

The world has always regarded you as his confidante, I don't know if this view is right, I thought about it for a long time, and threw out a question that I regretted when I said it.

Who knew that she laughed, laughed very happily, and there was happiness rippling in that laughter, revealing a trace of sadness, and there was some excitement and even frivolity.

Yes, I don't think I'll deny it, and I'll even be glad to accept it, she said.

I'm a little confused, that guy to Haman. Karn's emotional fidelity is no secret at all, so why is it that the women in front of me seem so happy to be called confidantes, aren't women all extremely jealous, or am I missing something?

Do you know what a confidante is in his opinion, Ouyang Ying asked me a question again. And this question bothered me a lot, after all, I can only have my own definition, but I can't know what is his red face in that person's eyes, so I honestly answered that I couldn't tell.

She is a woman who truly understands men's psychology and men's feelings. It is also the first person that every man will think of when he is lost. But whether it's red or blue, this is a different kind of feeling. They are different from family and friendship, but they stand in the middle of love and sway from side to side. This kind of affection makes them more ambiguous than friends, more tacit understanding than lovers, and closer than relatives...

Nor are they just trying to confide their troubles in each other; What they sometimes need is someone who can reassure them when they are wronged ...

After saying the above paragraph, Ouyang Ying in front of me stopped, looked at me with an inquiring gaze, and I nodded to show my understanding.

When we first met, he was still the young, high-spirited Zeon ace。。。。。

After Ouyang Ying finished saying this, he tilted his head sideways, and his red lips slowly exhaled a cloud of depression in his chest.

So, you and him were because of 。。。。。 I tried to think about the words, but I couldn't give up after I kept drawing circles with my hands, because I couldn't find any words.

No, it's not because it was so difficult for both of us at that time, Ouyang Ying shook his head, when one person began to rely on the other, naturally the other party had the charm to convince the other party, and I had to say 。。。。。。。

Speaking of this, Ouyang Ying was silent, and I, as a listener, didn't say anything.

However, he also said that it is possible to warm oneself between oneself, but there is only one way, and that is to warm it with the mind, and never with the body. If you know that once you become a body warmer, then you will face two results, one is to lose the other party forever; The second is to upgrade from a knower to a lover, and become a colored knower who is not reduced to a class。。。。。。

Maybe that's why I'm (~~~~~~~~) or not, but it's low, but I still capture a mutilated murmur.

Depressed for a while, Ouyang Ying's face soon had a smile again, waved his hand at me, and said, you see, I am not his lover, let alone a bed partner, so I will be happy that others say that I am his red face, because for him, for me, red face is a very beautiful word.

Speaking of this, Ouyang Ying fell into memories again, and I fell into a dilemma, the urge to continue asking was surging in my chest, but my other half of my brain and consciousness were telling me--- what is next is a person, a woman's precious memories, don't ask any more."

Just when I was embarrassed in the quiet atmosphere, a phone call rescued me, my assistant called and said that there was a very important guest in the office, and I had to go back immediately, after I asked the guest's name, I also realized that I had to rush back in advance, so I got up and said goodbye to Ouyang Ying.

It seemed that because of throwing his thoughts into the river of memories, Ouyang Ying only smiled politely at me, and did not say anything else, I expressed my understanding, got up and walked towards the door.

Just as I had stepped out and was about to close the door softly, the music without lyrics stopped, and a song floated out.

"I used to love to chase my dreams when I was young, and I just wanted to fly forward all my life...

At that moment, I looked at the beautiful face that had already oozed out of loneliness for a moment, and then gently closed the door and left.

As I walked out of the mansion and under the terrace, the singing was still coming in fits and starts.

"Give me a glass of love water, and I won't cry for a night。。。。。。。。"

I suddenly felt like laughing, it seems that the more beautiful a woman is, the more likely she is to lie, and this is true and true.

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“。。。。 That's what happened just now ... I mean, forget about it. ”

There was silence for a long time, and it wasn't until the two of them were about to walk to the dance hall that Guo Zhouyi turned his head slightly and said with a sideways face.

"Hmmm... Just forget about it," Ouyang Ying also nodded, "Let's go, the generals are waiting for you, and there are others... ”

"Well, let's go..."

"By the way, before, what were you looking at on the terrace just now?" Ouyang Ying suddenly turned around the moment the waiter opened the door, and after her long silver hair was illuminated by the lights in the dance hall, she asked Guo Zhouyi, who was a little embarrassed, in the brilliant light and shadow.

“。。。。 Appreciating one of your most intuitive charms as a woman... ”

“。。。 Thank you. ”

"Where, I should thank you...

"Let's go, I hope you're ready and ready to pack your mind."

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Still sick, the morning is the best spirit, and it's good that this chapter is just a return to the original of the old chapter.

What happened to the young president of Ouyang Heavy Industries and Guo Zhouyi on the terrace? Do any readers want to guess how to make up for it? Just send it directly to the book review area.

The plot of the battle unfolds in the next chapter, starting with two comrades-in-arms turning against each other:

"Come on, comrade-in-arms!! After today, the Akula callsign can only be used by one person! ”

"撃てよ!! Hypothetical patients!! ”