An Xiaoxi's face turned red, not only because of the sudden confession of Qiao Wenhan, a madman, but because of the hot eyes of more than a dozen people around him.

Passers-by seem to be probably idle and panicked, and they came to this remote rest area to talk about their love for dog food, but they are really not kind enough.

As for Qiao Wenhan, after finishing speaking, his face was not red and his heart was not beating, and he dragged An Xiaoxi into the car.

"Are you happy?"

"Hmm."

"Pretentious."

With one foot on the accelerator, the sports car's signature roar resounds.

The destination is, by the sea.

……

"Why did you come here, you have contracted this sea?"

The moment An Xiaoxi rolled down the window of the car, a huge sea breeze hit, bringing these chills. Fortunately, she bought a shawl, which barely blocked the intrusion of the wind. Qiao Wenhan mysteriously drove more than 100 kilometers to take her to this private bath, and he didn't know what his intentions were. Obviously, they can see the sea in the city.

"Get out of the car."

Qiao Wenhan's attitude is a little tough.

An Xiaoxi was a hundred unhappy, and turned her face away as if she hadn't heard.

"I said, get out of the car."

Qiao Wenhan's volume doubled, An Xiaoxi packed his bag by himself, and then zipped it up and pretended that nothing had happened.

Qiao Wenhan was speechless, and the feeling of being ignored was uncomfortable.

"Ann Creek ......"

"You've been inviting girls like this since you were a child?"

Before Qiao Wenhan finished speaking, An Xiaoxi grabbed the conversation first.

“ok。”

Qiao Wenhan nodded and made a respectful gesture.

"Get out of the car, please."

However, the tone was too stiff to speak.

"Remember when I signed with you?"

Qiao Wenhan suddenly said this, and the fragments of memory crossed An Xiaoxi's brain. It was also by the sea, cold wind and rain, Qiao Wenhan asked someone to bring a box of money over to buy her love.

She was so resolute at the time, and now she has "fallen", fate is really a joke.

"Of course I remember, your stinky face at that time will never be forgotten."

An Xiaoxi wrapped the shawl on her body tightly, the wind ruffled her hair, and Qiao Wenhan reached out to help her with a strand of it.

The hand stopped in the air and retracted again.

"Who would have thought you would be so stubborn, it's funny."

Qiao Wenhan stood in front of An Xiaoxi, blocking the wind and An Xiaoxi's sight.

had no choice but to look at him, An Xiaoxi was a little embarrassed.

The well-defined face was carved more sparsely and heroically in the wind that was not too warm, and those eyes, An Xiaoxi believed that many women would kill or commit suicide in order to see the warmth of these eyes.

"It's cold."

An Xiaoxi diverted the topic, Qiao Wenhan didn't say a word, and looked at her intently.

The roots of the ears are hot, like fire. The fire burned down to her cheeks.

"An Xiaoxi, I'll do this when it's cold in the future."

Qiao Wenhan's hands suddenly grabbed An Xiaoxi's hand and put it in his arms, directly on his waist.

"Knock knock" An Xiaoxi couldn't tell whether this strong heartbeat came from herself or Qiao Wenhan.

Clung to his chest, it was no longer cold, the howl of the wind seemed to have stopped, the world seemed to enter a vacuum, only the ears were buzzing, and it felt like a struggle before drowning.

"I'm ...... today I brought you here to confess. ”

Qiao Wenhan spoke slowly, An Xiaoxi snuggled in his arms, and lost resistance.

His voice was so gentle, like a soft mass of marssimas that melted into the hot cocoa.

An Xiaoxi was a little drunk, so much so that Qiao Wenhan's next confession made her unprepared and almost had a heart attack.

"Cai Mengyu, you know."

Suddenly mentioning this name, An Xiaoxi chuckled in his heart, and lifted the head buried in Qiao Wenhan's chest. She was so worried that everything about this woman would pop out of Qiao Wenhan's mouth.

Because An Xiaoxi knows that this woman who no longer exists has always been the knot between her and Qiao Wenhan.

"I once came to this beach with Cai Mengyu, and that day, she wore a red trench coat, and then ...... Su Chenfeng came over, he took Cai Mengyu away, I lost all my memories of that day, and when I woke up again, they told me that Cai Mengyu was dead. ”

Qiao Wenhan slowly confided in his heart over the years.

An Xiaoxi felt that he was really pitiful and hateful. She sympathizes with Qiao Wenhan who lost her lover, and hates Qiao Wenhan who never forgets her past lover. is extremely conflicted in her heart, Qiao Wenhan's hug is more like a constraint at the moment, making her unable to get out, just like suddenly falling into this love where the male protagonist is Qiao Wenhan.

Seeing that An Xiaoxi didn't answer, Qiao Wenhan continued to tell his story, today, what he needs most is a listener.

He hid too deeply, too much, if he hadn't met An Xiaoxi, if he hadn't experienced so much wind and rain with An Xiaoxi, everything in front of him wouldn't have happened at all.

An Xiaoxi also knew what Qiao Wenhan's past represented, representing his trust in her.

"So, I can't do the same to Morrowind as before, I really, can't forgive him for taking Cai Mengyu away from me, and ...... Killed her. ”

Hearing this, An Xiaoxi's heart tightened.

I once heard Su Chenfeng mention a few words about the past, but in Su Chenfeng's memory, things didn't seem to be like this.

She still remembered that Su Chenfeng talked about Qiao Wenhan with anger and helplessness, even pity.

In Su Chenfeng's version, Qiao Wenhan is the one who brought harm to Cai Mengyu. As for Cai Mengyu's death, Su Chenfeng didn't say much, and An Xiaoxi didn't want to inquire, and now that Su Chenfeng no longer had anything to do with her, she couldn't go back to it.

An Xiaoxi made up her mind to keep her distance from Su Chenfeng, because she identified Qiao Wenhan from the bottom of her heart. She is not stupid, she knows Su Chenfeng's friendship for her.

Since it is bound to live up, it can only be to live up to Su Chenfeng.

And the missed calls Su Chenfeng made to her that day were also deleted one by one.

Perhaps, people are like this, they can't be lovers and friends.

"Cai Mengyu, is she really gone?"

An Xiaoxi suddenly asked, and Qiao Wenhan was stunned for a moment.

After so many years, he really never thought about whether Cai Mengyu really passed away.

He was so sad at the time, all he saw was the mourning hall, the spiritual table, and the ashes, and his whole world collapsed, but he forgot to check it again.

"If she's not dead."

An Xiaoxi spoke slowly, her eyes red.

"Could it be me who is here now?"

She stared at Qiao Wenhan's eyes, and Qiao Wenhan dodged.

He did not dare to answer such a question, and he had never even conceived of this hypothesis.

Cai Mengyu, pretending to be Anna, once made him entangled, whether he should give up An Xiaoxi. But it turns out that what is fake is what is fake, and there is no reference value. If Cai Mengyu really stood in front of him, could he still firmly choose An Xiaoxi at this moment?

He didn't know.

And he really didn't have to answer, because An Xiaoxi had already got the answer from his dodging eyes and closed lips.

"The contract, is it still in effect?"

An Xiaoxi changed the topic, since love can't stand the test, it's better to look at the opportunity for the two to walk together.

"Contract?"

Qiao Wenhan looked puzzled, he had long forgotten the existence of the contract. An Xiaoxi is no longer a contract lover, she is a real lover.

"That's right, the contract, I never said it was going to end, I don't know what kind of relationship we have now."

"What do you mean? Couples, of course. ”

Qiao Wenhan replied crisply, almost blurting out.

"I don't know if it's your contract lover, so I'll ask."

Qiao Wenhan smiled, what was he thinking about every day in this little head, and he even mentioned that funny lover contract.

"The contract ends automatically, after we fall in love."

"So, are we in love now?"

An Xiaoxi approached step by step, and Qiao Wenhan found that the atmosphere had become abnormal.

"Of course, you didn't feel it?"

An Xiaoxi lowered her head, not wanting to look at Qiao Wenhan's face again.

She had fantasized and was very bold. Imagine that Qiao Wenhan is getting married, holding a wedding with her, and inviting all the people who have humiliated her in the past to take a look, to see how well she is doing now, and to see how perfect and handsome her husband Qiao Wenhan is.

This little vanity, like her yearning for love, is a little childish and not real enough.

In real life, it is almost impossible to marry Qiao Wenhan.

At least, Cai Mengyu in the past has always occupied the first position in Qiao Wenhan's heart, and he can't shake it in this life.

……

The wind suddenly strengthened and the waves became stronger.

Qiao Wenhan's hair was also wantonly rubbed by the wind, and with his tired and affectionate eyes, it looked vicissitudes.

The unbeatable rich kid and the poor night market girl.

Speaking of which, eight poles can't hit a piece. By chance, these two people are now hugging each other tightly, which is sighing and ridiculous. An Xiaoxi thought about it and giggled. I can't stop it.

"What's wrong with you?"

Qiao Wenhan was shocked by this laughter.

"Do you know that Liao Yunfan wants to harm you?"

There are still too many family grievances between these two people, and it is impossible for An Xiaoxi's brother and father to accept Qiao Wenhan easily. Even, she could fall victim to the family's revenge plan at any time.

"I know, but I don't care."

Qiao Wenhan said lightly. An Xiaoxi had mixed feelings in her heart.

"He really wants to kill you, and he wants to destroy the Qiao family together."

An Xiaoxi, Liao Yunxin, two identities, the same person. There are too many complex and tangled ingredients in one, and she is about to suffocate.

"My dad is seriously ill, my brother has found a clean place to recuperate with him, I don't know when he will come to you again to take revenge, but that day will not be too late."

An Xiaoxi said all this, and her heart was like a knife.

Neither the loved one nor the person she likes is hurt, and she can't accept it.

Although the relationship with her brother has not yet been established, she is the closest person in the world after all.

"If the Liao family seeks revenge on the Qiao family, what will you do?"

Qiao Wenhan hugged An Xiaoxi, tightly.

"I'm probably going to die for one of the families."

An Xiaoxi's voice was small, and her tone was firm.