Holding back the tears that were about to burst out of her eyes, Dou Xiaoxiao withdrew her finely carved hand, she took out a tissue, folded it in half, and gently printed the mist between her eyes, and sniffed.

"Please come in."

After Mu Danchen glanced at her, he let out a low, magnetic sound.

The heavy door was opened, and the waiter with a faint smile walked in with a dark tray, she came to the table, and after greeting the two guests slightly, she placed the tray on the table, and carefully placed the mellow Blue Mountain coffee in front of Mu Danchen. After a little blessing, she picked up the tray and withdrew.

In the unique private room, soothing and beautiful music swirls low in this quiet space.

At the front of the azure wall, in a 1-meter-long aquarium, a small waterwheel is slowly rotating driven by gurgling water, reflecting a bright orange-red light, like a wheel of time that never stops turning. It allows time to pass like an arrow, and the most memorable beauty will always remain in the wheel of time in the bottom of my heart.

The small waterwheel rotated slowly, and the water droplets raised by the small plates dripped down one after another, causing the sea-blue water waves to blur layer by layer, and a few leisurely swimming fish, flashing the dazzling scales of molten slurry on their bodies, under the same warm orange-red light, in the ripples in the circle, burning with scorching flames, rippling one brilliant light after another.

At the bottom of the tank, a delicate snow-like fish is raising its noble head, as if looking at the unpredictable future, but the tail fin of its lower body hangs gracefully from the bottom of the blue tank.

"Yikes! It's amazing! Is there such a fun fish in the world? Danchen, you say, is it practicing yoga? ”

Dripping and rolling her big eyes, widened in surprise, she approached the fish tank with a curious expression, and even the tip of her tall nose touched the cold glass.

Hearing such an imaginative metaphor, a big hand caressed her long black hair lovingly, and the doting between the words, like the gurgling water, never stopped:

"Oh, silly girl, you think it looks like you."

With a pouting of pink red lips, she turned around and said coquettishly:

"That's it, it's like yoga."

Seeing that her pouting mouth was very cute and seductive, the boy kissed it:

"Well, yes, yes, you're right, Bean."

A vague murmur spilled sweetly between the lips and teeth from between the four rubbing lips.

The faces full of youth fit intimately together, so that the fish swimming freely in the fish tank looked at the two people who kissed inseparably without blinking.

Retracting the fish tank she was staring at with a dim light, Dou Xiaoxiao cast her eyes on Mu Danchen, who was sitting in front of her, and watched him coldly stir the steaming Blue Mountain with a small spoon.

His lowered eyes, hidden by long eyelashes, cast a small gray shadow on the sockets of the lower eyelids, showing him a bit of indifference and coldness.

The beautiful music is still full of tenderness, but under this gentle veil of water, there is a disturbing tranquility and stagnation.

The atmosphere in the private room was a little depressing.

Dou Xiaoxiao opened her wide wet eyes and looked at the man opposite who once loved her to the bone.

She just stared at him so quietly, and traced every angle and every inch of his slightly lowered head with her eyes, making a delicate comparison with him four years ago.

Now, compared with him four years ago, he is much more mature, much more stable, and much more exciting.

The same handsome features, the same slightly low magnetic voice, the same strong and powerful arms, and the same chest that people want to lean on, have not changed. The only thing that has changed should be the heart that is cold to her.

Can he be so ruthless to her, so ruthless? Even if they haven't seen each other or contacted each other for four years, can't she really have a trace of emotional fluctuations towards him?

She knew she was wrong. But she already knew she was wrong! Is there no room for redemption!?

In the past, he loved her miserably, and he could do anything for her.

Tears meander down the garden, like a crystal clear stream.

Scold... At the beginning, she also loved him.

But once upon a time, she began to slowly snub him, and secretly interacted with the rich second generation introduced by her mother, just because that rich second generation scumbag could satisfy her love and vanity, and could satisfy everything she wanted.

As the days passed, she was torn between two men like this, and she didn't think about giving up. can let her give up the luxury enjoyment brought to her by the rich second generation, she is reluctant; If she wants to give up Mu Danchen's gentle words to her, she can't bear to take pity on her.

So, she continued to secretly never give up.

Until one night, when he found her and asked her to give him an answer, she saw that in those deep eyes, there was anger, the anger of betrayal.

Biting her lip and hesitating for a long time, she was really reluctant to give him up.

She tried to beg for his forgiveness in pain, but he did not let up in his determination.

With nothing to do, she thought of what her mother had said to her:

"Xiaoxiao, if you want to live a good life, you have to cut off contact with the kid surnamed Mu, he can't give you the glory and wealth you want."

For this reason, she finally hardened her heart and said to him ruthlessly:

"Let's break up."

She remembered that at that time, he stared at her quietly for a long time, and only after a long time that her feet became numb did he say four words in a deep voice:

"As you wish."

Turning, he quickly disappeared into the inky night.

Won't she feel sad about his departure? Yes, she would be sad, and she would have left tears of pain.

But her pain was by no means as deep as the pain he had endured, because he loved more and more deeply than her.

From then on, he completely disappeared into her world, as if his departure was as silent as his existence.

As time passed, she gradually began to forget him, and began to indulge in the fierce pursuit of the rich second generation, chasing the most cutting-edge material comforts with him, and the glamour of high society.

She always thought that the rich second generation loved her enough, just as he loved her deeply.

Until one time, when she was half-coquettish and half-noisy, and wanted a set of top brand anniversary gifts to launch at the anniversary event, he leaked out when he was annoyed:

"That set of cosmetics is hard to get hold of Xiaoxiao, I searched all the connections before I asked someone to get two sets, where are you yelling for me to find it!?"

Two sets!?

She stared at him and asked in a cold voice:

"You got two sets? Who did you give both sets to? ”

"I..."

He was speechless.

His irrefutable made her scream in disbelief:

"Even if one set is given to your mother, what about another? What about another set!? You tell me! ”

There is no longer a need for pale and feeble quibbles, she already knows that there is another woman next to this scumbag.

Her heart hurts...

It turned out that he was so heartbroken at the beginning...

"Let's break up."

Grabbing the bag of the sparkling diamond, she rushed out.

"Xiaoxiao, Xiaoxiao..."

She turned a deaf ear to the call of the rich second-generation scumbag.

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