Seeing that his face was wrong, Su Ruoyun didn't dare to ask more. The memory of the previous life is unforgettable.

For Yang Haoran, she has a deep hatred, and at the same time, she also has the same deep fear. There is no love alone.

It can't be said that there is no love, it's just that those loves, along with his evil to her, all turned into hatred. Only when you care, there will be hatred, and only when you hate, there will be fear.

If she could let go of it, she wouldn't love him, hate him, or fear him anymore. But she couldn't, she couldn't let go.

In this life, only Qiao Yu is her salvation, she wants to be with that radiant man, only he can bring herself out of this darkness.

He is the only light in his life.

When Su Ruoyun reacted, he found that the two of them were already standing at the door of Yang Haoran's house.

His house is a bungalow, not too far from the newspaper office, it is a small courtyard with a single family, and when the two of them were in contact with each other before, she didn't know it behind her back, and she often came over.

Yang Haoran's parents died in an accident at an early age, and he has no siblings, and now lives alone. This house is still the only property left to him by his parents.

Standing at the familiar and unfamiliar door again, Su Ruoyun felt more fear in her heart, and felt that her whole heart was shrunk together.

She stopped, and without waiting for Yang Haoran to open the door with the key, she stepped back: "I won't go in, I have something to say here." ”

Yang Haoran turned his head to look at her, and said patiently: "It's inconvenient here, let's go in, let's talk, I have something to ask you." ”

has been a husband and wife with him for several years, and Su Ruoyun knows him well. Although his tone was calm, there was a cold light in those eyes.

He's angry.

Su Ruoyun shook her head vigorously, "No, don't go in, my mother is still waiting for me to come home from work!" If there is a delay here, my mother will come out to find me. ”

"Looking for you?" The corners of Yang Haoran's mouth were crooked, with a look of disdain, "Okay, don't talk nonsense with me." I don't know about your family yet? You said that your father came out to find you, and I can still believe it.

I'll tell you, come in with me, or we'll talk here, and let others hear what we've both said and done. ”

Su Ruoyun's heart trembled, and she couldn't exert her strength anymore.

Yang Haoran took out the key with his other hand and opened the door. He didn't dare to let go, for fear that this girl would run away, and he would have to chase after him when the time came, which was too troublesome.

The two entered the courtyard, Yang Haoran let go of his hand, locked the door from the inside with his backhand, and pointed to the door: "It's all here, let's go into the house and say." ”

Three rooms stood in the small courtyard, and in front of the window of the West House, there was a cherry tree, now bare, without a trace of life.

Su Ruoyun had eaten cherries growing on this tree before, which were particularly watery and delicious. It's a pity that it's winter, everything is withering, and her heart, like this tree, is lifeless.

She always felt that the door of the hall in front of her was like a big black mouth, waiting to swallow her in. As long as she walks in, she can't get out again.

Past life, present life, pictures intertwined in the mind. Su Ruoyun couldn't even tell where she was and whether she was dead or not.

Were those tragic memories a dream she had, or did it really happen?

This time she made a different choice, why did Yang Haoran change with it? It seems that everything has deviated from its original trajectory, can her fate be changed?

Seeing her standing at the door hesitating, Yang Haoran stretched out his hand and pushed her, "Go in, why are you stunned?" ”