At around eight o'clock in the evening, Jack sent Lan Nianyun back to the apartment she shared with Tian Lulu.

The apartment has two bedrooms, two bathrooms, one living room and one kitchen, and is located in the most prosperous city center of Duolun City, and it only takes seven or eight minutes to walk to the school.

In the past two years, Lan Nianyun and Tian Lulu have studied graphic design at the Ontario College of Art together, and they have lived in the same apartment, talking about everything in private and being intimate.

International students who have left their hometowns to study abroad often live with good classmates, take care of each other's lives, and do their homework together in a measured manner.

It's just that there was an accident at home this time, and Lan Nianyun hadn't told Tian Lulu yet, she didn't want to bring trouble to her, and wanted to grit her teeth and solve it herself.

Unexpectedly, things developed beyond her expectations......

Sighing slightly, Lan Nianyun took out the key from his bag, opened the door and entered the house.

Tian Lulu, who was eating instant noodles at the dining table, heard the sound of the door opening, and immediately raised her eyes, followed by a loud shout, "Cindy, why is your face so ugly?" ”

When Lan Nianyun came back from Jack's car just now, he felt a headache all the way and felt uncomfortable in his stomach.

She looked in the makeup mirror and knew that her complexion was not very good.

Seeing Tian Lulu's nervous face, she said, "I'm fine, because the place I went to today is relatively far, and it takes seven hours to drive back and forth, and the journey is tiring." ”

Tian Lulu hurriedly came over, held her shoulders and asked her to sit down in the dining chair, "I haven't eaten dinner yet, I'll cook you a pack of Xin ramen!" ”

"Thank you."

Ten minutes later, Tian Lulu brought the noodle bowl to Lan Nianyun and sat down on the chair opposite her.

Lan Nianyun ate the ramen slowly and methodically, a little unsavory.

The mist clouded her vision, and even her head was a little dull, and she still felt that everything that happened today was like a false dream.

Tian Lulu stared at her with burning eyes, her eyes full of curiosity.

also knew that Tian Lulu was straightforward, even if she didn't say anything at this time, she would inevitably be interrogated by her later, Lan Nianyun simply took the initiative to confess.

She lifted a paper bag she had brought back and pulled out a beautiful orange bag from it.

Tian Lulu's eyes suddenly lit up, and she picked up the bag excitedly, "Wow! This is the legendary Hermès bag! ”

"Hmm." Lan Nianyun's voice was very faint.

"It's so beautiful, it's precious!"

"Hmm." Lan Nianyun lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes fluttering slightly.

"That master's student in Massachusetts is really generous!" Tian Lulu didn't notice Lan Nianyun's strangeness at all, and began to gossip, "Is he very handsome?" ”

"Well, it's pretty handsome."

"Did you make an appointment with him for the next meeting?"

"Nope."

"Oh!" Tian Lulu was a little disappointed, "I thought he chose you among so many girls who applied because he took a fancy to you." ”

"Nothing, just a normal chat."

"What are you talking about?"

"Talk about art, oil painting."

**

After eating the noodles, Lan Nianyun was so tired that she couldn't do it, Tian Lulu pushed her into the room and told her to go to bed early.

But when she wrapped herself in the quilt and closed her eyes, her spirit was still high, and she couldn't sleep.

I couldn't help but think of the scenes of her appointment today......

The moment Nan Sichen poured her wine, she was stunned, and felt that the introverted man's emotions seemed to collapse.

Even, she felt some kind of unforgettable pain bursting in his heart.

So, he used her as a substitute and vented that madness on her.

She should have been annoyed with him, but what made her ashamed was that she was kissed by him at that moment......

As a result, she fell into his arms so unproductively.

It was dusk when I woke up.

She lay alone in a dark bedroom surrounded by silence.

With a splitting headache and a burst of alcohol in her stomach, she couldn't help but vomit a small sip of wine.

Still, she struggled to her feet, out of the bedroom, and into the cabin of the yacht.

Seeing Nan Sichen leaning leisurely on the milky sofa, thoughtful, a white paper bag was placed beside him, and an envelope was placed on the dining table.

Seeing her, he didn't say anything, just stood up, hooked the strap with one slender finger, and handed her the paper bag containing the Hermes bag, as if he was giving alms to the poor.

His eyebrows were slightly twisted, his expression was indifferent, and he looked down at her with his eyes down, looking high and invincible.

At that time, it was as if her heart had been pricked by a needle, and a sharp feeling of hurt self-esteem spread throughout her body.

However, she had to take the bag.

Ashamed of asking for the Hermes bag, she put an end to asking him for any contact information, or the idea of meeting him next time.

In the final analysis, Nan Sichen just arranged this date because she missed a girl who looked like her, but she didn't really like her.

He took her by the hand, fed her food, and even poured wine into his mouth, and kissed her in this way, and the object of his real affection was not her.

Since this date made him fall in love, there is no need for the two to have any intersection in the future.

That's what she thought when she took the Hermes bag.

However, she really had to leave, and she felt very reluctant.

After giving her the Hermes bag, Nan Sichen handed her the envelope on the table, saying that it contained an invoice, and if she was not satisfied with the gift, she could take the invoice to return it.

She nodded, picked up her bag from the couch, opened it, and prepared to envelope it inside.

The moment she took the envelope, she looked up and met him as deep as the sea, so that she could see the suffocating eyes.

Her heart trembled, her hand slipped, and her bag fell to the ground, spilling its contents on the ground.

She crouched down and picked up the things one by one, catching a glimpse of the picture book at the foot of the table, but somehow she didn't pick it up.

Probably subconsciously, I still want to leave a thought for myself......

Lan Nianyun pulled up the quilt and covered his head.

Confused.