Paris, France.

"Alas!"

Song Wanwan held a hair dryer in her hand, looked at the broken mobile phone in front of her, and sighed helplessly.

Fortunately, she had a bank card and some cash, otherwise, she wouldn't know what to do for the rest of the day.

Packed up the broken mobile phone and put it in the suitcase, Song Wanwan left the room with the room card and wallet, and went out to forage for food.

As she passed by the hotel lobby, she was told that the hotel would be holding a masquerade party in the banquet hall tomorrow night, so all guests could participate.

Oh, what a coincidence!

I remember the time she came with Qin Feiyu, and there happened to be a dance party in the hotel, and like this one, it was also a masquerade ball.

After thanking the hotel service staff, Song Wanwan left the hotel.

The next day, in the evening.

Song Wanwan hesitated in the room for a long time, and finally decided to go to the ball.

Coming to the hotel's designated banquet hall, Song Wanwan was stunned for a moment, because the banquet hall where the dance party was held was the same as the last time.

After registering, putting on the feather mask given by the staff, Song Wanwan stepped into the scene of the dance party with mixed feelings.

The same place, the same dress, different moods, things are different.

Last year, it was here that she met him, Du Yuze.

It was also from that time that he unconsciously felt that he had entered her heart and lived in the bottom of her heart.

Memory backtracking.

Song Wanwan recalled the past that happened in this banquet hall, and the corners of her lips couldn't help but raise a smile, however, when her thoughts returned to reality, that smile disappeared in an instant, and some were just bitter and sad.

At this time, a man wearing a black mask walked up to Song Wanwan and made a gesture to her to invite her to dance.

Looking at the man in front of her, for a moment, Song Wanwan mistakenly thought that Du Yuze had come to her, and she unconsciously whispered his name, "Du Yuze!" ”

“What are you talking about？” The man standing in front of Song Wanwan didn't hear what Song Wanwan said, and asked in English with a foreign accent.

Finding that the other party was not the one she thought in her heart, Song Wanwan came back to her senses and looked at the man's hand stretched out to her, intending to refuse.

However, as she was about to speak, a familiar male voice came from behind her.

“Im sorry. Shes my wife. Please find someone else！ The man's voice was loud, and as he spoke, he walked to Song Wanwan's side.

“Oh， Im sorry！” Standing in front of Song Wanwan, the foreign man who originally wanted to invite her to dance apologized and left.

Song Wanwan looked at the man beside her in a daze, and forgot her words for a while.

After the foreign man left, the man standing next to Song Wanwan turned around and stared at her for a few seconds, then suddenly stretched out his hand and dragged her out of the banquet hall.

Song Wanwan wanted to break free, but she couldn't, so she had no choice but to follow his footsteps.

The man's steps were very big, and the speed of walking was very fast, and because Song Wanwan was wearing the high heels that she was not used to, she was trotting behind the man with small broken steps almost the whole time.

The man pulled Song Wanwan out of the banquet hall and walked all the way towards the garden at the back entrance of the hotel, and when the surrounding environment became quiet, he let go of the hand that was tightly holding Song Wanwan's wrist.

The strength on her wrist disappeared suddenly, and Song Wanwan raised her other hand, gently stroking her wrist that had been dragged out of the red mark, lowering her eyes, without saying a word, not knowing what she was thinking.

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