It's autumn, but it's exceptionally sunny. Fu Jingxin was lying on the bed, and her mind kept replaying the deep sadness on Fu Feng's face when he turned back just now.

Biting her lip, she quickly picked up the bracelet engraved with Shi Jingran's name, put it in the box, closed it with a snap, and placed it in the cabinet.

Fu Qiqi, who was separated from her by a wall, also opened his eyes wide at this time, looking at the shining stars.

The head that was still groggy after eating dinner is not confused at all now, and it is still terrible to be awake.

She was suddenly a little scared of this sobriety. Whenever she is awake, she always can't help but think about some of the past.

In the farewell song, once upon a time, the moon fell before the flowers. Today next year, the end of the cape.

Isn't that a vivid portrayal of them?

Fu Qiqi sighed lightly and turned over irritably. She buried her face in the pillow, and then pulled up the thin quilt to cover the top of her head.

How nice it would be if I could wake up like this?

But this is destined to be only delusional, the earth will never stop turning because of the wishes of any one, and the next morning will soon come.

Fu Qiqi, who hadn't slept all night, came to Dveil's studio with two big dark circles under his eyes.

As soon as she entered the door, she heard an exclamation: "Wow, why did a national treasure run into the studio?" You call the police and get them to take her to the zoo. ”

Fu Qiqi didn't even think about it, he knew that it was Dveil's voice. He is the only one who can be so venomous.

She rolled her eyes in annoyance and walked straight inside. She also yawned without an image, and didn't sleep all night, which made her extremely tired now.

"You didn't sleep last night because I came, did you?" Dveil asked her to sit down in a chair, "Well, I can't help but be so attractive. ”

Fu Qiqi cut off, but still couldn't arouse any interest.

Dveil saw her like this, and knew why. So I don't use this way anymore to make her happy.

"Why don't you go for it?" Dveil asked in a low voice.

"Maybe I'm tired and want to change my lifestyle. Besides, Jingcheng takes care of me so much, and I will definitely be very happy if I marry him. Fu Qiqi pursed his lips and said softly.

Her face was pale, even fair in the light, allowing Dveil to clearly see the faint cyan veins under her skin.

"You're lying, don't you miss Shi Jingran? Or rather, can you let him go? Dveil immediately dismissed him.

"I don't want to miss it, I don't miss it." Fu Qiqi shook his head gently, "Sometimes, when you are lovesick, you won't feel how uncomfortable it is......"

Acacia into the bones, turned into bone blood. Dissolved in flesh and blood, accompanied by soul.

In this way, the love for him becomes a part of the body, and for a long time, it becomes a habit, and how can it be painful?

For some reason, Dveil suddenly felt that a strange back appeared in front of his eyes.

The figure moved forward step by step, and when it reached the end of the road, it turned back and smiled sweetly at him.

"I'm L, you're D, and we're going to be together forever." The girl's voice was as sweet as her smile.

Then, the image, like an old movie, shook a few times and disappeared from Dveil's mind.

Dveil's thoughts were cut off. Looking at Fu Qiqi's stunned face in the mirror, he realized that he seemed to remind her of something unhappy again.

He patted Fu Qiqi's shoulder lightly and whispered, "I will make you the most beautiful bride." ”

Fu Qiqi nodded and looked at him with a smile, her pure white smile was like a camellia trembling and opening on the branches.

Soon Dveil stopped dwelling on the old fragment of his memory and began to devote himself to his work.

The air was filled with a faint vapor again, and the autumn rain was falling.

It was work time, Fu Qiqi looked down from the window and found that the street was full of pedestrians.

The bright summer clothes have been taken off and replaced with dark autumn clothes.

In order to work quietly, Dveil chose the location of his studio in the suburbs.

Under the vast sky, the mountains on the horizon turned into a deep blue, faintly unclear. There is no bustle in the city center, but there is a kind of tranquility and freshness.

The autumn rain became heavier, and the rain turned into raindrops, waking up the stunned Fu Qiqi and the sleeping people.

Lan Qianruo sat up from the bed suddenly, and she reflexively looked at the place where the crackling sound was made.

Sure enough, it was raining, the floor-to-ceiling curtains were blown up by the wind, and there were already a pool of water stains on the wooden floor.

Lan Qianruo rubbed her temples, if it weren't for the sound of the rain waking her up, she might still be in a dream now, right?

"I'm L, you're D, and we're going to be together forever." The girl in the dream said sweetly.

She didn't know the girl, but she vaguely felt that the girl was her. This real feeling made her heart filled with a sense of panic.

She had no memories of the past, so she wasn't sure that girl was her.

If the girl is really her, then to whom is she saying this?

Is it the boy in her dream who flashed by and had an unclear face?

Lan Qianruo's head hurt again, and she frowned tightly. His fingers trembled, and he habitually touched the cigarette on the table.

took out one and lit it, and her mood slowly calmed down.

In the midst of the fireworks, Lan Qianruo kept recalling that dream.

"Grandpa, do you have any photos of me when I was a child?" In the end, Lan Qianruo still couldn't hold back and called her grandfather.

Lan Qianruo's grandfather, who was in the United States, turned slightly solemn when he heard Lan Qianruo ask about the photos of her childhood.

"Grandpa, did you hear me?" Lan Qianruo asked again.

"Why did you suddenly ask about the photos you took when you were a child?" Lan Qianruo's grandfather's lips pursed slightly, "Qianruo, have you encountered any trouble in the country?" ”

"No, grandpa, didn't I lose my previous memories?" Lan Qianruo's heart suddenly became sour, "I just want to see my previous photos, I want to try it, can I remember." ”

Lan Qianruo's grandfather frowned deeply and said, "Qianruo, the photos of you when you were a child have never been saved. ”

"Why?!" Lan Qianruo was stunned.

"Qianruo, don't you remember?" Lan Qianruo's grandfather's voice carried a hint of heaviness and pain, "When you were just brought back to the United States by me at that time, you burned all the photos of you and your parents......"

As he spoke, Grandpa Lan Qianruo's eyes lit up with tears.

Lan Qianruo didn't know why, and his heart became sour because of these words.

Why did she burn all the photos with her parents at that time?

"Grandpa, why did I do that?" In the end, Lan Qianruo spit out this sentence with difficulty as if she had sand on her lips.

"When you first returned to the United States," Lan Qianruo listened carefully to her grandfather's voice, and found a trace of trilling at the end. "It seems to remember what happened in China, when you were in tears all day long, and you even committed suicide."

"So what happened in the end? Why can't I remember anything? Lan Qianruo wiped the tears from her face and asked impatiently.

"In the end, grandpa really had no choice, so he asked the psychiatrist to hypnotize you, and then blocked all the painful memories in your heart."

With a click, the mobile phone in Lan Qianruo's hand fell on several beds.

On the phone, Lan Qianruo's grandfather's voice still sounded in her ears: "If you hadn't asked today, in fact, grandpa wouldn't have told you these things." ”

"It's just that you're older now, and when you ask, grandpa thinks you have the right to know about the past."

After hanging up the phone, Lan Qianruo sat on the bed in a daze, looking at the rain outside the window.

She was only wearing thin pajamas, but she didn't seem to feel the cold breath of the autumn rain at all.

When her thoughts were entangled, she reached out and touched the cigarette that was placed aside, and after a while, she dropped the cigarette butt on the ground.

But she still felt that it was not enough, and continued to suck one after another.

"Was that person when I was a child Shi Jingran?" Lan Qianruo's brows furrowed slightly, and she muttered to herself.

Shi Jingran, doesn't the word Jing also start with D? And the blue word starts with L, so the little boy in her dream is Shi Jingran?

It's only the two of them who can be so close when they were young.

For some reason, thinking that the boy was Shi Jingran, Lan Qianruo's irritable mood suddenly calmed down.

She looked at her slightly yellowed fingers, her brow furrowed slightly.

She came to the dressing mirror barefoot again, and found that her face was horribly pale.

It's still beautiful, but it's not a little vibrant. She frowned slightly, and quickly went to the bathroom to wash up.

Half an hour later, Lan Qianruo wore a navy navy trench coat and stood in front of the dressing mirror.

In the mirror, she has a slender figure, exquisite makeup, and handsome clothes, like a character who came out of a fashion magazine.

Looking at herself in the mirror, she smiled with satisfaction. But after seeing the dull nail pattern on her slender ten fingers, Lan Qianruo frowned a little unhappily.

But this flaw did not cause unpleasantness, and she smiled lightly. Just go out today and get my nails done.

Picking up a bag that matched her clothes, she walked out the door with light steps.

Not long after Lan Qianruo went out, her assistant came to her room.

When she saw cigarette butts all over the floor, a look of surprise flashed in her eyes.

But this stunned stunned only lasted for 0.1 seconds, and then disappeared, replaced by a thick smile.

She walked out quietly and lightly instructed her subordinates: "Hurry up and clean up the young lady's bedroom." ”

After the servant cleaned the house, she took another pack of cigarettes like the one Lan Qianruo smoked and put it on the table.

It's just this box, which is full of cigarettes. In the other box, there was no one.

She stood in front of the window, looking triumphantly at the autumn rain outside the window.

Her eyes were so dark that no one could tell what she was thinking. But the flickering eyes were like a snake swimming in the middle of the night.

His eyes were cold, and his fangs were full of venom.

Compared with her assistant's indifference, Lan Qianruo's mood was very happy.

She stretched out her slender fingers, carefully studying the pattern on her nails. The corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and his eyes were dancing with joy.

Such a stunning beauty, even if you are as indifferent as Shi Jingran, you can't help but look at it twice, right?

"This nail pattern is perfect for you." The beautician who had repaired Lan Qianruo's hands couldn't help but admire.

Lan Qianruo smiled politely and said elegantly, "Isn't it because you have good craftsmanship?" Otherwise, how could my hands be so good-looking? The two talked again, and Lan Qianruo stood up and said, "Oh, it's a little late, I'll come to you next time." ”

Just as she turned to leave, she saw a long figure appear outside the glass door.

At this moment, in the dream, the vague figure of the little boy slid through her mind without warning.