Chapter 182: Continuing Love, the Old House Meets the Phantom

When Xue Zhiyue came down from the newly opened hotel of the Shengtian Group in the twin towers, Gu Chengli stood next to his car in the square.

The man held a bottle of honey grapefruit tea in his hand and drank it leisurely.

Seeing him, Xue Zhiyue hesitated, but walked over.

Towards Xue Zhiyue, Gu Chengli smiled brightly. But Xue Zhiyue didn't seem to be very happy.

She didn't want Gu Chengli to stick to her often, if she let Yan Junze know, she thought that she and Gu Chengli had become boyfriend and girlfriend.

"What are you looking for me?" Xue Zhiyue's tone was not good.

Gu Chengli was embarrassed, "What, I just want to see you, so I can't do this?" ”

Xue Zhiyue ignored him, "Cheng Li, let's not get too close, okay?" ”

"Zhiyue...... In your eyes, the man of the Gu family is really so worthless......"

The voice is as elegant as a spring, but it has a slight chill.

He was very unhappy in his heart.

Xue Zhiyue really couldn't say anything, she lowered her head, and didn't know how to say indifferently that she didn't love him.

Gu Chengyue stretched out his arms, his hand suddenly put on Xue Zhiyue's arms, his kiss kissed towards Xue Zhiyue's soft lips, Xue Zhiyue tilted her head, Gu Chengyue pounced, he kissed to the other side, Xue Zhiyue tilted her head to this side again.

Gu Chengli felt sad, stopped, and a deep voice entered Xue Zhiyue's ears, "Do you really hate me so much?" ”

Xue Zhiyue stared at him, "No, I just told you a long time ago that I can't give you my love." ”

Gu Chengxi's eyes changed, and an evil smile rippled on that delicate face.

"Is Yan Junze so good?! He's just a hypocritical man! ”

Xue Zhiyue stared at him stunned, a little angry, "I don't like you, don't just say bad things about Junze." ”

Gu Chengli chuckled, "In the eyes of everyone, is Yan Junze so infatuated with Tang Mi that he can't help himself?" ”

Xue Zhiyue smiled indifferently, "Isn't what we see?" ”

Gu Chengli sneered, "Yan Junze just wants to possess Tang Mi, so as to get a treasured antiquity that Tang Mi's father once had." ”

Xue Zhiyue immediately tightened her mouth, "You are lying, Junze can't be such a person." ”

He was also very entangled and heartbroken, and he didn't want to say that Yan Junze was not.

With dark eyes, Gu Chengli smiled and said, "I didn't deceive you, Tang Mi's father, Professor Tang, recognized a very valuable antiquity in the Beijing Antique Market many years ago, it was a bronze iron sheet, and the ancient text on that thing should have recorded a tomb of ancient culture. The bronze iron sheet that Professor Tang owned, Uncle Yan may know, seems to have told Yan Junze. ”

Gu Chengli smiled and said, "You also know how Uncle Yan made his fortune, he used to smuggle antiquities, and although he washed his hands later, Uncle Yan was very interested in the bronze iron sheet in Professor Tang's hand." My father knew about this a long time ago. ”

Xue Zhiyue smiled indifferently, "What does this have to do with Junze?" ”

Gu Chengli's expression was down, "Don't you understand this, Yan Junze must also want to find out what the bronze iron sheet that his father had in his heart was, and what secrets were on it." ”

"Yan Junze is a curious person, don't you know?"

Xue Zhiyue stared at Gu Chengli with a stubborn face, and suddenly felt that he had known him for twenty-four years, and he was so strange at the moment.

After being silent for a while, Xue Zhiyue threw him a word, "I don't believe what you said." ”

Then, walk to her car, get in the car and drive away.

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Noon, eleven o'clock.

In front of the Shengtian Group building under the scorching sun, two security guards were stationed in front of their duty posts.

It's quiet, and the air is quiet and hot on a hot summer day.

The plaza outside the building was sparsely populated, but a woman wearing a sunhat and sunglasses passed by.

She walked very slowly, and she didn't look up to look at this high-rise building, and she seemed to have different feelings for Sheng Tian Building.

But after just a quiet glance, she stood on the side of the road and reached out to stop the car.

Soon a taxi stopped, and she looked back at the Sheng Tian Building.

"Miss, can't you get on the bus?" The driver opened the window and asked her.

Tang Mi then opened the car door and sat down.

In the summer of Qingze City, there is a lot of rain, and in the afternoon, the sky suddenly began to be overcast, and by the time I got off work, the heavy rain had already fallen.

Yan Junze didn't like this kind of weather, so when it rained, he went downstairs and drove back to the halfway up the mountainside villa.

It's still home, but there's no longer that figure at home.

Yan Junze took out the cigarette case from his pocket, took one out and lit it, through the smoke ring filled with cigarettes, he squinted his eyes slightly, and couldn't help but look at the bed in his bedroom again.

That, there was the stimulation of him and Lin Mi's love.

After a moment's pause, he snapped the half-lit cigarette, placed it in the counter ashtray not far from the window, and went straight to the bathroom.

took off his clothes and lay down in the bathtub. The warm water spread over his body, and he felt a little lighter.

He lay in it with his eyes closed, his body slowly sliding down, and his whole body was submerged under the water.

After a while, there was a "bang" sound, and he came out of the water, bringing up countless droplets. He reached out and wiped his face, looking up at the ceiling above, his mind full of the women he missed.

It's not Lin Mi, it's Tang Mi.

He didn't continue to take a bath, he got up from the water, dried himself with a bath towel, then went back to the bedroom, opened the closet, and found a set of casual clothes to put on.

When he went downstairs, Yan Junze secretly told himself in his heart: He loves Tang Mi! Tang Mi!

Picking up the car keys on the coffee table, and regardless of whether there was still a light rain outside, he opened the door and got into his car, then drove out of the villa and out of the city.

After driving for more than an hour, he finally arrived at his destination, Tang Mi's home in Qiantang Town.

At this time, the rain did not fall again.

After parking the car, Yan Junze walked to the door, and in a trance, he pushed open the door of Tang Mi's house.

He came only to miss her, and because he missed her so painfully, he came here to calm himself.

Perhaps physically or mentally, when he entered the room, he rubbed his temples with a dull ache, and by the faint light that came in through the window, he pressed the light switch, and the ceiling immediately flashed with a dazzling light.

Yan Junze subconsciously raised his hand to block his eyes, and when his eyes were adjusted, he put down his hand.

The room suddenly brightened, and he glanced at it casually, and then went upstairs quietly, thinking of the room where Tang Mi lived back then.

There are no lights upstairs, and the corridor behind the upstairs is relatively dim because there are only lights downstairs, and there is no one living here all year round and tonight's light rain is cool.

Yan Junze always felt gloomy and dashing.

As soon as he walked upstairs, he saw a figure standing at the door of Tang Mi's room, wearing a long white dress, with her hair scattered, and her hair covering half of her face.

It's like a ghost.

Suddenly, Yan Junze was startled, his heart jumped, and his brows furrowed.

Maybe it was the woman with the white figure who didn't expect Yan Junze to suddenly break in, and at that moment, the two of them were stunned because they saw each other.

Air... Suddenly in a tight breath.

"Sugar Candy?"

It was Yan Junze who reacted first, and he was not afraid because he saw the ghost. Seeing her seemed to be something he couldn't ask for.

The woman's body was stunned, still in a sluggish trance, Yan Junze had already hurried over and hugged her into his arms.

Regardless of whether she is a human or a ghost, the man wants to hold her tightly and not let go.

He was afraid, afraid that once he let go, she would disappear.

The woman was wrapped tightly, and her chest breathing was a little tight, but she still didn't speak, because she didn't know what to do for a while.

In addition to being excited, Yan Junze let go of her, one hand still tugged on her back, and the other fingertip with a cool feeling slowly stroked her slightly cool face...

He looked at her as if he was enchanted, as if his soul had been drained away, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

The hand on her back slipped down to her arm, and he felt the somewhat cool fingers, and he quickly put them between his palms and breathed softly.

And the woman's eyes tightened at this time, and she smiled in her heart, he really regarded her as a ghost.

Yan Junze had a sad look in his eyes, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Tangtang, I'm sorry, I wasn't by your side when I got the car accident, I'm sorry ......"

The bleak apologies made the woman feel unbearable, and she was even more pity.

"Yan Junze ......" couldn't help but mutter. She moved her lips and wanted to say something, but she held back.

Being stared at like this, she had a hot face inexplicably, and quickly looked away.

The tenderness in the man's eyebrows and eyes could not be dissolved, even if it was just a ghost in front of him, he wanted to kiss her and get close to her.

Maybe it's because the woman has a unique fragrance of women, light and light, but very charming, and men have ignored it.

When the kiss went down, Yan Junze told himself in his heart over and over again.

She was real, really, not an illusion of herself.

When he leaned down to her slender neck and sniffed her sweet scent, the man was already excited.

The woman shuddered, a delicate whimper came out of her throat, he kissed her neck gently with his eyes closed, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "I won't let go again...... Sugar Candy, take me away, I want to be by your side......"

Yan Junze was in a strong mood, feeling her tense body, and her eyes seemed to have an indissoluble ink and a strong intimidating desire.

She was stunned by his words, his kiss, her body was a little weak and leaning on his body, the hazy light, she couldn't see the look on his face clearly, she could only feel his touch and kiss.

It wasn't until his lips kissed hers from the neck that she began to react and push him.

Her slight force refused, and Yan Junze became nervous.

"Tangtang, don't do this to me, without you, I'm better off dead than alive, take me away, I want to be with you......"

The desolate and lazy voice, with a bit of magnetic hoarseness, like the most beautiful cello, gently teased the woman's confused mind......

The dark doorway of the room, the quiet space, only the sadness of the man and the beating heart of the woman.

"Sugar Candy, I love you...... I love you......"

The low and dumb charm is constantly provoked in the ears of women.

The woman's legs were weak, and she could no longer support the weight of her body, and the big palm around her waist gently and suddenly picked her up, walked into the room, and pressed her down on the bed......

Wild and gentle hot kisses and touches make women reluctant to open their eyes......

Listening to the morning birdsong, Yan Junze turned over slightly, and then woke up suddenly.

The cool breeze in the morning gently blew into the room, waking Yan Junze's spirit.

There was no one around, the emptiness was still cold, only himself.

Last night...... Is it a hallucination?

He got up in a panic and searched every room barefoot, trying to restrain his sadness, he didn't believe that it was just a hallucination caused by dazzle.

It wasn't until he searched upstairs and downstairs that there was no figure he wanted at all, and his heart was sad, and he couldn't help but sobbed quietly......

The tearful man closed his eyes slightly, and collapsed and sat down weakly on the stairs.

Tang Mi?

Why do you want to disappear, why?

Why do you want to leave me alone in this world to live a miserable life......

His weeping had no echo, and what was left to him was still empty and desolate.