If Qiao Yue remembers correctly, this is the most Su Mingyuan has said to her since the two of them met again, and every word made her recognize the reality.

Qiao Yue, why are you still so unremembered, didn't you already know that he hated you so much, why are you so self-aware, thinking that he will care about you, you deserve to be ridiculed by him.

Qiao Yue looked at Su Mingyuan, and after a long time, she blinked her dry eyes, but her voice was surprisingly calm. "I'm sorry, I won't be in the future."

After speaking, Qiao Yue turned around mechanically, lifted the quilt and got on the bed, and carefully curled up and lay on the corner of the bed.

He just didn't want her to ruin the company's reputation because she fainted in the company, and she used her body to pay off her debts, so he asked Qi Han to buy her so many supplements......

Qiao Yue closed her eyes tightly, and a tear slipped from the corner of her eye, silently soaking into her black hair and disappearing.

Su Mingyuan looked at Qiao Yue, who was lying in the corner of the bed with his back to him, his eyes were deep and bottomless, thinking of the words he had just said in order to hide his inner feelings, Su Mingyuan's heart was a little irritable.

Su Mingyuan took a deep look at Qiao Yue's slender and weak back wrapped in the quilt, stood up suddenly, and went to the balcony with a cigarette.

Su Mingyuan stood on the balcony, smoking cigarettes one after another, as if only in this way could he vent his boredom.

Looking at the dark blue night sky, a bright moon hung quietly in the low sky, as if as long as he stretched out his hand, he could touch the bright moon, but Su Mingyuan knew that in fact, the moon was far away from him.

It's like Qiao Yue, looking close, but Su Mingyuan knows very well in his heart that the distance between him and Qiao Yue may be even more unreachable than the moon.

He turned his head to look at the large bed in the room, and through the glass, he saw a small figure curled up, his brows furrowed.

Su Mingyuan knew that there would always be an invisible and insurmountable wall between him and Qiao Yue, and this wall was built by him with his own hands, blocking him and Qiao Yue on both sides of the wall, unable to get through, unable to enter.

Qiao Yue closed her eyes, and suddenly smelled a faint smell of smoke wafting in, she knew that Su Mingyuan was smoking on the balcony, smelling this faint smell of smoke, Qiao Yue fell asleep after a while, but the sadness between her eyebrows did not dissipate.

In the dream, she returned to the abandoned villa eight years ago, she stood in front of Su Mingyuan, looking at his cold gaze, and there was a sound of rain hitting the window edge in her ears.

Su Mingyuan approached step by step, and he asked, "Qiao Yue, do you like me?" ”

Qiao Yue retreated in horror, her feet dangling in the air, and her body fell backwards, as if she had fallen into a bottomless abyss.

She saw that her body was falling rapidly, and her mother next to her was looking at her with sad eyes, "Yueyue, Mom is sorry for you......"

Boom! With a muffled sound, Qiao Yue woke up suddenly, and found that she had fallen from the bed to the ground, and the pajamas on her body had been wet with cold sweat.

It was raining outside the window, and the rain was hitting the glass with a muffled clang.

Qiao Yue turned her head and saw that the other side of the bed was already empty, and Su Mingyuan didn't know when she had already left.

Qiao Yue sat on the floor with her knees crossed, her hands tightly clasped around her body, her face buried in the crook of her shoulder, and her long black hair scattered from both sides, covering her face.

She hadn't had this dream for a long time, so long that she thought she had forgotten it, but after going around and around, fate sent her back to Su Mingyuan's side again.

Memories came flooding back, and she realized that she had never forgotten what she should forget.