Chapter 548: The Fire Illuminates the House of Hell, Act III

There was a place that seemed to stay there forever, and I desperately wanted to see it clearly, to go back to the depths of distant memories and find the best part of my past.

No matter how time flies and how people change, he is always kept in the best corner of his memory.

Unforgettable is precious, even if the past is irretrievable, I like to stand quietly in the twilight rain, let my face be wet, the salty 'rain' seems to be in an instant, but in my heart all the sour and helpless.

Every moment, no matter how much the other person cares about me and how much he loves me, I can't stop looking for the spots in the depths of my memory.

I know that would hurt someone, someone who loves me kindly.

But all I can say is "I'm sorry!" Because there are some things that cannot be erased by time and a superior and comfortable life.

The stubborn mood made me take a painful step at a time, and no one understood why I was so persistent.

Only I know best that the deep pain in my heart is far stronger than the pain of life......

Chapter 1: Memories of the Past I

Midsummer 2006, S City

In fact, I'm not an introvert, I just don't like to talk. My parents work hard outside the home all year round, which also creates an independent lifestyle.

I think there are some things that need not be said, just do them well, and I do the same in school.

My name is Yun Yihan, and I am a 16-year-old sophomore in high school, and as for my appearance, I may be beautiful, because everyone always praises me like this.

I have waist-length hair, which is especially praised by the girls, and the boys always like to look at me a few more times, but I don't think I think about it.

Standing in front of the bright window in the center of the classroom on the second floor of the school, I gently opened the window and let the breeze blow my messy hair, and gradually fell into deep thought.

It's summer, the dreary and humid air makes me uncomfortable, and I love the feeling of the wind blowing on my face.

"Excuse me......"

"Huh? What the? ”

Behind me, I heard the voice of a male classmate greeting me, the voice was crispy and slightly low, and I was immediately attracted.

Brush your hair from one side with your hand, pull it behind your ear, and slowly turn your head back.

What appeared in front of me was a handsome face with no expression, slightly curved eyebrows, slender eyes, and slightly upside-down corners, but it did not affect the overall beauty, but had a feeling of intoxication.

The nasal bones are narrow and straight, but they do not give a sharp feeling, there is a small black mole on the tip of the nose, and the lips are slightly plump, not very thin, very soft.

The face is narrow, the lines are smooth, and it is not as angular as the average man, and the whole face makes people look very comfortable.

He looked at me with a strange and indifferent look, unlike other boys who always smiled, maybe they had never seen a relationship before.

"Hello," seeing me turn around, the boy behind him immediately spoke, his voice was still so good, "You seem to have missed your homework, the team leader asked me to come and call you, hurry up to the teacher's office." ”

As he spoke, his right hand habitually tapped the tip of his nose, and the hands were slender and beautiful, and the traces of green tendons were faintly revealed on them.

I was instantly captivated by his face and hand, and froze in place for a few seconds.

It wasn't until he reminded me again that I reacted, hurried back to my desk, opened my bag, found the missing assignment and ran to the teacher's office.

This was my first acquaintance with him.

I never believed in love at first sight, but now I do. Because from that glance I couldn't let go of thinking about him all the time, and the desire to see him became stronger and stronger day by day.

I would stand in the door of the music room and listen to him play the violin. No matter how long I listened to the melodious voice, I couldn't feel the numbness in my legs at all, and all my attention was focused on my eyes and ears.

I would secretly calculate the time he would go to school every day, and then go to the school gate early and stand in a hidden place to wait.

Pretend to step into the school gate with him, and if you're lucky, you can see her smiling face when your eyes make eye contact.

I never dared to meet or disturb him, because I felt as if I was not from the same world as him.

I can't sing, and I can't even have a complete pentatonic voice; I didn't know any musical instruments, and I had never learned anything, but he seemed to know everything, so every time I tried to confess my heart, I was deterred.

Looking back now, if I had been more proactive, I might not have missed so many good times.

Memories are like ice cubes in a red wine glass, through the mellow red liquid, vague and romantic, always in a place you can't grasp, gradually melting, and seeping into the bone marrow with the cold liquid.

Maybe that's why I only drink red wine with ice, the liquid seems to freeze my tears and prevent me from revealing traces of the past in front of the gentle man in front of me.

Chapter 2: Memories of the Past II

When did the turning point in our relationship occur? I twisted the glass in my hand and thought about it in my heart.

The person around me had already gotten up and left, and I could sense that he understood everything, but he just didn't say anything.

That's why I'm so guilty and can't bear to leave.

"What happens after you leave? Can you still find such a good home? "That's what my mother used to say to me, she always knew me so well but didn't understand me.

I shook my head, put aside my troublesome thoughts, and continued to immerse myself in the memories. It's a rare time to be alone, and I always leave it with memories.

After thinking about it, I really talked to him, and it should have started with that incident!

Still in the classroom, but not in front of the window, but at my desk, it was a terrible noon.

It wasn't until just before the meal that I realized that I didn't bring my pink bunny purse. I wanted to eat takeout today, so I didn't prepare a box lunch for myself.

I was blindsided all of a sudden, because I don't like to socialize, and I don't have many good friends in the class, and even good friends are embarrassed to borrow money!

I think I looked very embarrassed and helpless when I was rummaging through my school bag, and I felt my cheeks burn slightly.

It's not about being hungry, if you don't eat at noon, maybe some classmates will come over and ask, or I'll go out for a walk.

Thinking to myself, my body immediately moved, I pretended to go out to buy food, I took a small handbag out of my school bag, held it in my palm, and walked outside the classroom.

Halfway through, a boy bumped into me head-on, and I didn't see who he was because he was in a hurry with his head down.

Just as we were shoulder-to-shoulder, a bag of plastic bags landed in the palm of my hand, but luckily I was quick enough to reach out and take it, otherwise it would have fallen to the ground.

When I saw what was in my palm, I opened my mouth wide in surprise and looked back at the boy who hit me without any image.

It's him! For a moment, my heart was surging, and I felt as if the burning heat on my face had spread to the back of my ears. Because, he's looking back at me, too.

Not knowing how to react, I blurted out and asked, "How do you know?" After asking, I felt embarrassed and lowered my head.

At a loss, I pressed the things in my hand to my chest, feeling as if my classmates were looking at me.

Then a tall figure approached me, and the same low and heartfelt voice came from above my head: "It's okay, I originally wanted to bring it to you, because I've been paying attention to you and I don't know how to speak." I didn't expect it to be so coincidental, you really didn't bring food. ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the small handbag that hung on my wrist, and it turned out that he thought I was going out to buy food, so he hurriedly wanted to give me the food he had brought with him.

In an instant I looked up into his eyes, which were indeed a little different from a few months ago, not strange and indifferent, but with a gentle smile.

A little bit of sweetness crept up into my heart, and I didn't know how to say it, but just stared blankly into his eyes, and met the charming eyes that had attracted me at first.

It took me a moment before I reacted, bowed my head and said, "Thank you!" "The voice is as soft as a mosquito's call.

"Can we be friends, then?"

β€œβ€¦ When, of course you can! I hurriedly replied, afraid of missing such a good opportunity, the red bean bread in my hand seemed to be as soft and soft as his voice, I put the unopened red bean bread to my lips, and couldn't help but curl the corners of my mouth.

To keep him from seeing me snickering, I quickly left his side and sat back at my desk.

I don't know what kind of expression he had on his face behind me, I just know that I can't stop the smile on my face right now.

From then on, it was no longer me who secretly went to school and followed him, he would wait for me at the school gate earlier than I did, and walk side by side with me at the school gate.

We became more and more friendly, he was a cheerful and outgoing person, which made me more enthusiastic and talkative.

My classmates have felt the change in me, and more and more people have come to know about my friendly relationship with him.

After sipping down the few remaining red wines in my glass, I began to get a little drunk. Rolling over and lying on the soft cloth sofa, I half-closed my eyes, and felt the eyelashes with mascara brushed over the surface of the sofa and stayed under the eyelids, a little itchy.

My heart was beating slightly, and I pressed my ear to the couch to listen to the beating sounds, continuing to stretch the memories for a long time.

Chapter 3: Memories of the Past III

Our relationship has been tepidly moving forward. No one expressed their hearts, but they really felt that quiet care.

I like you! These four words had always been hoped to come from his mouth, but he had not heard them until he was about to go to college.

I told myself that maybe we were all too young. But college life is just around the corner, and will we still be able to see each other every day on the same campus?

One day, on the playground I found him leaning against a corner that no one was seeing, not knowing what he was doing.

I plucked up the courage to walk over and touch him on the shoulder, and said in a pretending cheerful voice, "What are you doing?" —”

Hmm~ Don't blame me for withholding his name, because I can't remember what his name is, I don't know why? I remember his face, I remember our past, but I don't remember the name I used to say every day...

At that time, the events were replayed in front of my eyes like a movie. I could clearly see the soft ends of his hair in front of my eyes, swaying gently in the wind.

After a greeting, there was no response, and I thought maybe I was calling too softly, so I asked again, in a louder voice.

His whole body seemed to have just reacted, moved slightly, made a murmuring sound, and turned back after a moment.

At this time, I realized that this guy was lazy and fell asleep, and I laughed all of a sudden, and the smile was so sweet.

"You're lazy! Three good students, I will report to the physical education teacher! ”

With that, I turned around and prepared to leave the hidden corner and run towards the people on the playground.

The moment I turned my body, I felt my elbow being grabbed by a large, warm hand.

It was the first time he touched my skin, and my heart skipped a beat, then beat like a drum again.

I opened my mouth and didn't make a sound right away, because it was trembling at the moment.

"Girls who love to make small reports are not liked!" He said in a joking tone, and his voice was still so good.

Reluctantly turning around, I glanced at him and pretended to be angry and said, "Who likes to make small reports!" It's not good that you don't follow the discipline of class! ”

"Okay, then I'll abide by the class discipline immediately, and you won't break me?"

"Humph! That's pretty much it. With that, I hurried out of the corner, spread my legs, and ran towards the middle of the playground, afraid that if I stayed a little longer, he would see the blush on my face.

Later, I don't seem to remember whether he finished the PE class or not, because the teacher was not there at all in that class, and we were allowed to move freely.

Maybe he knew early on that I was deliberately taking the opportunity to talk to him.

The college entrance examination is getting closer and closer, and others are worried about whether they can do well, but I am worried about whether I can be admitted to the same university as him.

First love is always so beautiful and sweet, but it is full of troubles and sorrows.

The heart is more and more attracted to him, but he can't get the final answer, which makes people unconsciously worried and unwilling to admit it himself.

I tried many ways to find out what he wanted, but he was reticent and wouldn't tell me which university he was applying to.

In desperation, I had no choice but to go with the flow.

While I was waiting, I had a very serious accident for me at the time - a car accident.

I was on the sidewalk when I was scratched by a turning van, and although there were no major injuries or broken bones, one eye was badly damaged.

The doctor checked it and said that I might have insomnia in my right eye, which hit me hard.

Being blind means that I can't take the college entrance exam, I can't go to the university campus, I can't get to know him every day, and I will become ugly......

What a desperate thing. I was in my mother's arms, and I cried for a long, long time until I fell asleep.

Chapter 4: Memories of the Past IV

Naturally, I missed the college entrance examination that year and had to stay at home. One eye is covered with white gauze. Makes me feel like a sloppy and ugly pirate.

No matter how much I wash my long hair, I can't make it feel like it's flowing, and even when I sit in front of the window, I feel that my hair has become as dull and tasteless as my face.

During that time, my heart was almost completely filled with sadness, and every day as soon as my mother walked away for a while, I began to cry.

Because my eyes are not good yet, I can't shed tears, so my mother always persuades me because of this.

But the water in my heart is full, and you don't let me vent it out of my eyes, what can I do?

Later, I was able to go out, but I still didn't want any stranger to see me, so I always stopped every time I went out.

Anyway, it's just to get out and breathe fresh air and relax. What's the difference between a doorstep and a park?

Luckily, there was an old bench in front of my house, and I sat there in a daze.

My personality has returned to the way I used to be before I didn't know him, I don't like to talk much, and I am in a daze and contemplation that occupies most of my life.

I counted the days and lived them, and during that time I always thought: Forget it, since I will never see him again, let's learn to forget him! We never really started anyway.

One day, two days, a month, two months, until one day, a familiar call came from the small arch bridge not far from the bench.

"Xiaohan..."

All of a sudden, I turned my head. The unveiled eye burst into tears before it could react.

My lips trembled, I couldn't say a word, and in front of my vague eyes was a longing face, and at this moment, I felt that my liking had turned into love.

Love makes me no longer afraid to show my heart in front of him, and I just want to ask for gentle comfort, between that soft and plump lips and teeth.

He seemed to be holding something in his hand, a big bag, very heavy.

Carrying something in his hand, he walked towards me step by step, with a worried expression on his face.

"Xiaohan, where have you been in the past two months? What's wrong with your eyes? Why didn't you even call me? I don't even know where you live? It's been a long time since I've found this place, aren't we friends? Why are you hiding it from me? ”

A series of questions that I couldn't answer, and I had only one question in my mind that I wanted to ask him: "Do you like me?" ”

As he got closer, he put down the heavy plastic bag in his hand and said something that shocked me. He didn't look like he was ready for me to answer any of his questions, just talking to himself.

"I didn't take the college entrance examination, my results in the mock exam this year were too poor, and the teacher said that I should repeat the year, study hard, and take the college entrance examination next year. So I brought all the textbooks and revision materials with me. We can... Revise together and wait for the college entrance examination next year? ”

β€œβ€¦ Why? Are you lying to me? ”

"I didn't lie to you, if you don't believe it, you can ask the teacher." He sat down next to me, and then, as if frightened, stood up sharply.

"Oops! How can there be nails on this broken chair? ”

As he covered his buttocks, I burst out laughing.

"You're finally smiling!" His voice became warm, too.

I retracted my smile and looked at him fixedly, "There are never any nails on this chair." ”

"I know, I just want to see you smile. Do you remember? You used to laugh really low, and every time I did a little bit of antics you would laugh out loud. He sat down again, his eyes never taking off my face.

"But I used to look good when I smiled, but now I don't look good."

There was no expected answer, a pair of slender hands reached out, and my cheeks and right eyes felt warmth at the same time.

He gently held my face and tore off the gauze that I had put on my eyes with his right hand.

"It's long gone, don't let it cover your eyes anymore."

"But ......"

"No, but! You're still as pretty as ever. Actually, I wanted to say something to you for a long time, but I don't know if you are willing to accept it. ”

"What?" My heart began to leap like a fawn, but instinctively suppressed it, as if it didn't do so, it would jump out of my throat in the next second.

"I like you, can I?"

Lowering my head, I hid my flushed face and bit my lip repeatedly.

After a few moments, with tears in my eyes, I looked back into his eyes and said, "No! ”

"Why?"

"Because I'm not pretty anymore."

"I don't care."

"Because we're all too young now."

"I'll always keep my original intention."

"Because now my mom and dad will be against it."

"I'll wait until the day they agree."

"Because now my... Visual acuity in the right eye is only 0.1......"

"I'll spend my whole life getting it back to 1.0, I promise."

"Because ......"

It was already drizzling in the sky, and the cold feeling seeped into my bone marrow, but my face was hot.

Burning tears crept all over my face, and I had no more reason to talk about it, and the only thing I could do was cry in his arms until my mother got off work......

Chapter 5 Memories of the Past V

The days of love without telling our parents always pass so quickly but extremely sweet, and the two of us nibble on bread and read and review desperately.

He rode a bicycle and took me to the hospital for examination and treatment, and he didn't dare to go upstairs with a big bag of medicine, so he secretly asked a girl to call me downstairs.

When I saw my mother poking her head out, she hid behind a tree in a funny way.

What a pleasant time! With our joint efforts. The next year, we finally walked into the university together, and my eyes felt much better, and although they were still 0.1 at the time of the examination, I really felt that they were much clearer.

On the first day of reporting, I used various reasons to prevaricate and not let my mother accompany me, because on the first day, I wanted to walk into the school gate side by side with him.

With my new bag on my back, I dressed myself up beautifully, and my long black hair was scattered, and I looked and looked in front of the mirror.

Mom poked her head out of the kitchen and said, "It's pretty enough, it's okay!" Hurry to school and don't be late! ”

"I see, I'm verbose!" I was complaining, but I was smiling happily.

Moments before I was about to step out of the house, my mother came out of the kitchen while wiping her hands with her apron, and then he leaned into my ear and said:

"What's that boy's name?"

"Mom? Mom?! ”

I looked back in amazement and looked at my mother in disbelief.

"I'm not as nervous as your dad and can't find anything!" Mom straightened up and said with a pretended seriousness.

I'm actually as tall as her, but when my mother talks to me, she still likes to bend down slightly, as if I am a child who will never grow up.

"Mom, when did you find out?" I asked.

"I've seen it a long time ago, every time I go to check, I say that I want to go alone, and I say that we manage too much to make you not independent enough, but in fact, he accompanies you, right? Don't think I don't know! Your mother's eyes are bright. ”

"Yes, yes, I don't want to hide anything from my mother."

"Then you admit it! Tell Mom, when did you start? What's his name? ”

"Mom, don't you object?"

"Not necessarily! See if you're willing to tell me the truth. Mom said with a pretense.

"It was when I broke my eye, we were really just ordinary friends before, and then we ......"

"And then he took care of you all the time, saying he liked you, and then you liked him?"

"Mom, you're so annoying! Don't interrupt people, okay? ”

"This is not to interrupt you," the mother continued to wipe the water stains on her hands with her apron, and said with the 'majesty' of the parents, "Do you think those little Jiujiu in your heart can hide from me?" I don't need to say it, I know what's going on. ”

"Then you still ask! Ignore you, I'm going to school in a hurry. ”

With a pretended angry expression, I ran downstairs, followed by my mother's amplified voice.

"You know, you know that you put your studies first?"

"Got it! It's long-winded! My answer, and the sound of my footsteps, were hidden from the staircase on the first floor. I could feel my mom behind me smiling at my back.

When I think about this conversation, I am reminded of the question that has always surrounded me: why on earth did I forget his name alone?

Hold back the memories, for if I go any further on, I will be close to the moment of my separation from him, the last scar I want to remember.

It was the terrible price I paid for being too naΓ―ve and credulous, and I think his face still bears the mark I left on him that day on the arched bridge.

That shallow scar will become an eternal pain in the hearts of both of us. And that short-haired and arrogant figure, I will hate her for the rest of my life.

There was a knock outside the door, and I slowly propped myself up from the sofa, rubbed my eyes, and asked, "Why don't you bring a key?" ”

Unexpectedly, her boyfriend's apologetic voice immediately came from outside the door: "Xiaohan, hurry up and open the door, I'll introduce you to two friends." ”

When I heard him say that he had brought a friend back, I realized that I had been disheveled all along, wearing only a crooked sundress.

So I shouted out the door, "Sorry, wait for me." ”

Just as he was about to turn around and run to the closet, a crispy, slightly deep man's voice came from his ear: "Your girlfriend's name is so nice." "In an instant, all my movements came to a standstill in the void.

'How is that possible? How so? No, I must have heard it wrong! Definitely! It's that I miss him so much that I misheard. ’

I couldn't hold back the throbbing in my heart, and I didn't know how I changed my clothes and opened the door. Anyway, there was chaos in my head.

When I looked up, it was as if a dream had become reality, and the face that haunted me was there, right behind my tall boyfriend.

In an instant, a name popped into my mind, 'Yunyi City!' ’

His stiff gaze moved to the side, and in the crook of his arm was a pair of thin, white and soft hands, and the owner of the hands had short ear-length black hair and a pair of eyes as bright as black pearls.

From that moment on, I knew my nightmare had begun......

Chapter 6: Meet Again

The sight of two men at the door almost instantly plunged me into a whirlpool of love and hatred.

And the way they looked at me, they were actually just as shocked.

I didn't even know how to speak, and emotions began to affect my face uncontrollably and embarrassed me.

After a while, I heard my boyfriend's voice as if nothing had happened: "Xiaohan, what's wrong with you?" Hurry up and let the guests into the house! ”

"Oh! I'm sorry... The house, the house is a bit messy, I'm going to clean it up. Desperately suppressing the trembling, I turned around and went back into the room, not daring to look at the expressions of any of them.

When I bent down to pick up the couch cushions that had fallen to the ground. The wistful voice outside the door sounded again.

"It looks like your girlfriend isn't feeling well today, so let's visit another day and let him have a good rest."

"So what's so embarrassing? I invited you here! "My boyfriend's voice sounds sorry.

"It's okay, it's okay! Then let's say goodbye first, it just so happens that Mei Mei and I still have something to do in the evening, so I won't bother you! ”

In the end, Yicheng didn't set foot in our house, just left at the door, and my boyfriend was naturally embarrassed, but I knew he would never blame me.

When I heard the door close behind me and the sound of footsteps approaching me, I finally breathed a sigh of relief and slowly lifted my body.

I didn't want to look back, so I asked with my back towards him, "Xiaoyu, are they gone?" ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦ What's wrong with you today? Xiao Yu didn't answer the question, but I knew he wanted to confirm the doubts in his heart.

"Mu Yunyu," I blurted out his name, "You know him, you always knew it, why did you bring him to confirm?" Haven't you been at ease with us for so many years? ”

The footsteps behind me approached again, the warm chest pressed against my back, and my hands wrapped around my body in front of me and hugged me tightly.

Mu Yunyu, the man who loves me with thousands of family fortunes, is handsome and chic, and gives me a comfortable life, began to win my heart like a child.

He was always like this, gentle and considerate, but aggressive, others didn't know it, but my heart was clear.

What a cruel and inextricable cage to trap me in a corner, and then to soften my heart with tender and sweet love and accommodation!

As I had done so many times before, I did not break free from his embrace, I stood stiff, waiting for him to speak, like a soldier waiting for his commander's orders.

But this time, what was exported was not the same deep love a thousand times, but a meaningful word.

"Xiaohan, he and I are about to become business partners, do you know what I mean?"

β€œβ€¦β€¦ I don't understand, I don't know business, I just know that you love me,... And I'm about to become your wife. ”

"Xiaohan, the moment we take the oath, I hope to live in your heart."

"You've lived here for a long time, and you'll never lose it..."

I grabbed her hand over my heart and muttered that my eyes, which he couldn't see, were empty except for the moistness that was rolling.

The reunion is like another nightmare, and the girl holding his arm is the culprit who broke us up that year.

They're together! These words are tearing my heart like a sharp knife, and now the hand in my chest is mercilessly rendering the 'blood'.

I closed my eyes and turned around, my soft arms clinging to the only support I had now. Tonight is going to be another sleepless night, I sigh in my heart.

Just as I was about to sink, a vague name suddenly popped up again: Charming? Why do you call her charming? Don't......

Chapter 7: The Blind Heart

Walking on the way to the parking lot, Bai Junyan kept deliberately taking a few steps behind, and the man in front of her never said a word.

Finally, unable to bear the pain in her heart, Bai Junyan opened her mouth and asked, "Yicheng, why did you call me by the wrong name?" ”

Her words made Yun Yicheng stop in an instant, in fact, after leaving Mu Yunyu's villa, Yun Yicheng had been waiting for Bai Junyan to ask him this question.

"I don't want anyone to misunderstand our relationship."

"But if you do this, you will make the general manager of the Mu Group misremember my name, and in the future... How can I correct it? Bai Junyan endured and endured, but she still couldn't roar directly at the person in front of her.

She loved this person miserably, and was even afraid of losing him because of a quarrel. In the past nine years, she has accommodated him in everything, and she has almost forgotten how arrogant she is.

But the next sentence of the man in front of her finally made her unbearable-

"Then say... Mei Mei is your nickname. ”

"Yicheng, can't you see my love at all?! It's been nine years, what else do you want me to do?! Don't think I don't know, you just don't want her to misunderstand our relationship!! ”

Yun Yicheng turned his head suddenly, there was no anger in his eyes, because how could he quarrel with someone he didn't love? The only fierce quarrel is still a deep scar in his heart.

"Junyan, I told you nine years ago, we can only be friends."

"However, for so many years, I have been by your side all the time, have you never relented. It's a rock, and I'm going to warm it up! ”

"That's different, I made a promise to her, and I can't break my promise."

"But she betrayed first, she didn't want you first, why do you still keep your promise! She's already someone else's wife. Bai Junyan's tears couldn't help but slide down, she really didn't understand, how much more did she have to do? to get this man's heart.

There was silence for a moment, as if touching the pain in my heart. Yunyi City turned around and continued to walk forward.

He couldn't answer Bai Junyan's question, because he didn't know why he was so persistent and reluctant to give up on this relationship.

Back then, Xiaohan misunderstood him inexplicably, what was the reason for his misunderstanding? Nothing is known.

Soon after the two quarreled, Xiao Han's family moved out, and since then, Yunyi City has never received a single message from his beloved.

He has been painful, angry, helpless, and even decadent, but the love for Xiaohan in his heart has never changed, and the only thought for so many years is to find Xiaohan and ask him well.

But now that he saw it, Yun Yicheng didn't dare to ask again, because Xiao Han already belonged to someone else, maybe Xiao Han had forgotten him and got the happiness he wanted, so why did he ask more?

The tall and straight back walked farther and farther, Bai Junyan stood in place, letting her tears rag on her face, suppressing her crying in her heart.

The delicate makeup has become blurred, and he is excellent and beautiful, and I don't know how many men flock to it. But this man always hurts her and ignores her.

Looking back at the unclosed window of the villa, Bai Junyan's eyes revealed a strong hatred.

'You have already flown with others, but you still have to occupy the heart of your loved one, I will not let you go, I will definitely kick you out of his heart! Wait! ’

Leaving the cruel words in her heart, the stubborn woman wiped away her tears, straightened her body, and chased after the figure that was about to disappear in front of her.

Chapter 8: A Glimmer of Hope

In fact, over the years, I remember every bit of Mu Yunyu's kindness to me clearly, but this has never been worth the promise of Yunyi City back then.

After the man next to me fell asleep, I got up from the bed lightly and walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window and opened the curtains.

The night sky outside the window was bright, and the moonlight sprinkled into the room, reflecting my lonely figure.

Listening to the man's slight breathing, I lowered my eyes, and tears slipped from my eyes.

If I hadn't been too impulsive and credulous to Bai Junyan back then, why would we be so strange now?

We hope that nothing has happened, and that we have not even been admitted to university and have not met Bai Junyan......

But there is no regret medicine to sell in this world, so I can only leave my grudge here.

But what does he mean by today? That title - sister.

I've never heard of Bai Junyan having such a nickname, aren't they boyfriend and girlfriend? But recognize brother and sister?

No! No way! Yunyu made it very clear, Bai Junyan is his girlfriend, could it be that Yunyu is lying to me?

But think about it, it's been so long, I've become someone else's woman. Whatever Wing City does has nothing to do with me, right? I let him go first, and now I can only swallow the bitter fruit myself.

"Xiaohan, what's wrong with you?" Behind him came the voice of a man not waking up.

I looked back, Yunyu rubbed his sleepy eyes, propped up his upper body, and looked at me.

His eyes weren't fully open, but there was a clear doubt in them.

"Oh, nothing, I just feel a little stuffy, go to the window to breathe."

"You're dreaming again, aren't you? Xiaohan, your sleep has been bad, you dream a lot, and you wake up easily, why don't I accompany you to check it next time. ”

I lowered the corner of the curtain, walked to the side of the bed and walked to his side and said, "No, you are so busy, I don't have anything uncomfortable, and there are no dreams, what do you want me to write?" ”

Smiling, I pretended to face Yunyu in a relaxed tone.

I'm a writer and illustrator, and although I don't make much money and am not famous, Junwoo is still very supportive of me in order to be happy.

"Don't worry about me, you're busy enough in the company during the day, hurry up and sleep."