[Memories seep into the bone marrow, and they will encounter ossified water, and nothing will be seen again.] 】

"Ren is the president. Our contract has expired. ”

"Wait a little longer."

"When? Grandpa called several times a day, thinking about the law and asking me if I was pregnant with a baby? Shen Xia pursed his lips and glared at Ren Haoqian, "Why don't we settle for each other?" ”

As he spoke, he threw himself into Ren Haoqian's arms, and under the white light, Shen Xia's petite and lovely face was a little blurred.

He was looking away, but her strength had to make him lower his gaze, the light penetrated the gap between her and him, and for a moment, pierced his eyes, so that he had an illusion of the person in his arms, and his fingertips gently touched her forehead, just a gust of wind, shaking the crystal lamp on the ceiling, and he came back to his senses, she was not her after all.

He let go of his hand and walked away.

Shen Xia looked at his back, frowned slightly, touched his face, and said to himself, "Who does he think of me?" ”

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Ren Haoqian tossed and turned all night, falling asleep at night, turning over and over was Mu Yushan's pleading voice.

"I beg you, Mr. Ren, I beg you."

In the dream, it was the height of summer, she was wearing a thin summer dress, the wind was blowing in through the window, and her bangs were like pressing piano keys, high and low, falling on the corners of her forehead, and then being blown by the wind again.

In my memory, I was thinner than before, with a pointed chin, and the eyes of the stars were hazy with mist. She approached him fearfully, holding her breath, and slowly unbuttoned her clothes, at that moment, he wanted to compromise immediately, whether it was for Haoxuan or for his own selfish desires, this farce should be over.

But she was so close.

So many years of obsession, so long without beating sincerity, like a gushing flame, burning the whole forest, the light of the fire made him give up the so-called reason. The prayer in her mouth, the Gu Cheng in her mouth, let him turn into a demon, the demon that occupies her.

To this day, he has no regrets.

Countless moments, resentment, warmth, he remembers, and he also remembers the scenes of the scene.

Even when she fell asleep peacefully with him in her arms, the dream words in her mouth were still "Gu Cheng".

When they met Nancheng many years later, she would no longer remember Xue Muchen, the girl who was waiting in the heavy snow, she would not remember the time she had waited, and there were some things that he still remembered.

She seemed to stand at the school gate with a warm smile and waved to him, and he ran to her despite Uncle De's obstruction.

He summoned those three words.

Then the sigh that was suppressed at the bottom of his throat was so light that he almost felt like he was in a trance.

Ren Haoqian suddenly opened his eyes in a dream, and Shen Xia was babbling and talking in his dreams on his arm. He slowly pulled away from his body, tucked the quilt corner for her, and the phone suddenly lit up at the head of the bed.

It was a number that hadn't received a message for a long time, and he was a little nervous and annoyed, what kind of message would Mu Yushan send to Gu Cheng in the early hours of the morning?

Hesitating, he clicked to see it.

Short four words.

Merry Christmas.

I took the trouble to apply for Gu Cheng's original number, but in the past two years, the messages she sent to him were always a few words, no resentment, no thoughts, just plain greetings, what did those short words represent?

He suddenly wanted to cry.

Because there is always something in this world that cannot be obtained.

Perhaps, that will never be obtained.