She still remembered that summer, probably in the evening, the clouds on the horizon were red and brilliant.

A winding path is planted with locust trees on both sides, about the season when the locust flowers are in full bloom, the snow white of a tree, and the fragrance of the nose.

That summer was the most profound summer in Han Jiaren's life. Although, it's no different from any other time. However, that day, she met Mo Guihan. So, the meaning of this summer in memory is just to commemorate her love.

She has been someone else's child since she was a child. The lintel is high, the results are outstanding, and even the appearance is first-class. What's even more commendable is that she looks gentle and lovely when she pees. It's even more popular.

However, Han Jiaren, who is perfect in the eyes of others. As soon as she met Mo Guihan, there was only the shyness of the little girl left. The calm and indifferent in the past is completely gone, his little face is red, and his eyebrows are dodging left and right.

She looked blankly at the man who was slowly coming, her heart pounding.

She looked at him, and she knew whose he belonged to.

A big school grass, Mo Gui Han.

It's still someone she cares about, and since high school, she's secretly liked someone for five years.

He's always been so good......

If you say, there is really a son in this world who is like jade, unparalleled in the world. That must be Mo Guihan. He seems to be dressed in starlight, and every time he steps into the world of Han Jiaren, he leaves a star, and Han Jiaren is throbbing, and he is watching him with a warm heart.

But what she never expected was that when she inadvertently turned around, he had already left a piece of the galaxy in his heart.

So bright, so turbulent.

"Han Xuemei"

Han Jiaren was suddenly awakened, the boy's voice was clear and moist, and when he called her name softly, it seemed to be to a friend who had not been seen for a long time.

She looked up at him, her eyes a little evasive, and her cheeks reddened.

The setting sun shone through layers of white petals, mottled shadows obscuring most of his face. He has slightly sharp sword eyebrows, and although his eyes are large and have some double eyelids, he is not feminine at all. But at this moment, these eyebrows and eyes are full of gentle smiles.

"What a daze"

Seeing him stupidly stretching out his hand in front of his eyes, Han Jiaren hurriedly took a step back and stammered, "Senior Mo, why are you here." No, no, how do you know my surname is Han? ”

Han Jiaren's glasses were round, and Mo Guihan's eyes seemed to brighten up for a moment when he saw her. I don't know why, but my heart is also lively. This feeling has never been felt in more than 20 years.

"Last year, didn't you perform a dance" Mo Guihan smiled softly, as if he remembered Han Jiaren's amazing dance, "Who else doesn't know you, a sophomore elementary school girl, Han Jiaren"

Han Jiaren sighed, I don't know why, but a trace of loss flashed.

He knows her, remembers her, that's enough, what are you hoping for?

"By the way, we're also high school alumni, I don't know if Han Xuemei has an image of me"

Han Jiaren raised his head suddenly, Mo Guihan was a little embarrassed and scratched the back of his head, and when he saw Han Jiaren looking at him, he seemed to smile a little shyly.

"Learn, senior......"

The evening breeze blows gently, and the early summer wind carries a cool sweetness, mixed with the fragrance of a locust flower, which makes people feel sweet and refreshing.

Han Jiaren shook her body, and the girl who had been chattering hurriedly ran over to support her.

"Miss, are you alright?"

Han Jiaren shook her head and didn't dare to raise her head, she was afraid that if she moved a little, tears would flow down.

"It's okay, thank you"

She wore a small black and white suit dress with black sleeves today. Han Jiaren carefully wiped away her tears when the girl was not paying attention. Black is the best disguise, no one knows, there used to be a woman's heavy heart.

The sun is blazing outside the window, and at this time, early summer has long passed, and it is the hottest season.

There are high-rise buildings and busy traffic. Where can I find the cherry blossom trail from a few years ago, that young boy?

It's just a dream of life, and it's all fleeting.

Han Jiaren leaned weakly on the huge floor-to-ceiling glass window, she slowly closed her eyes, and her eyes were full of loneliness and remorse.

If, if you don't agree to return to the cold at the beginning. How did they get to this point?

The hand hung down weakly, but the pain overflowing in the chest could not be vented. On the contrary, it is more and more inflated and rampant. Han Jiaren's heart was almost cracked.

Not far away, there was a sound of popping, which was the sound of high-end leather shoes stepping on the ground.

Who is it? No matter who it is, they can't let him see what he is now......

Han Jiaren stood up sharply, as swift as a frightened snake, she lowered her head and gently wiped the tears that almost flowed from her eyes. Only then did he look up at the comer.

He was coming around the corner, dressed in a black suit, with neat short hair, and a pair of black glasses, and a secretary-like man who kept talking to him. He didn't say a word, only nodded occasionally.

Han Jiaren instantly thundered from the sky, and her soul gradually disappeared with the appearance of that person.

The one she's been thinking about......

The one who accompanied her through her most beautiful youth and picked her rich fruits.

That, Mo Guihan......

"Gui Han" She walked towards him uncontrollably, and her brain gave a command, you don't have the right to hug that man now, but the body turned a deaf ear.

"Gui Han, I finally see you" Something snapped down from his eye socket, and Mo Guihan's leather shoes instantly left a small water drop, which quickly slipped down, disappearing without a trace.

"Han Jiaren, how did you get here? Didn't I tell you not to appear in front of me? ”

Han Jiaren was pulled through reality by this indifferent and ruthless words. This boy who came out of early summer is no longer the Mo Guihan of the year.

She is the only one who is still stuck in that past and refuses to wake up.

No, it's not like that!

Guihan will not forget, will not forget the bits and pieces of our past. I won't forget his beauty, he said, he won't make me cry, I won't ...... in this life

"President, I'll go to the conference room first, sort out the materials by the way, and you can talk"

The secretary smiled competently, she had long been accustomed to this kind of scene, their president has always been a woman, that is, in the past few years, she has fallen in love with the president's wife, and this situation is a little less. Unexpectedly, now there is another one. But seriously, in the president's heart, there is only the president's wife alone, and this woman is afraid that she will have to suffer for herself.

The secretary left, leaving Mo Guihan and Han Jiaren alone in this small aisle. On one side of the aisle is a huge stretch of floor-to-ceiling glass.

Mo Guihan looked up into the distance, the pollution in City A has always been very serious, and the sky is always not white. A few drifting clouds floated in the air, and they seemed to be in good spirits.

After watching it for a while, I felt a little bored. He withdrew his gaze. At this time, he saw himself reflected on the glass, hazy.

In recent years, he seems to have changed a lot, of course, this is what others say. Mo Guihan didn't feel it at all.

Han Jiaren stood beside him. I kept my head down, not knowing what I was thinking. However, Mo Guihan knew that she had been peeking at herself. Several times, his gaze almost collided with her.

However, Mo Guihan didn't dare to look at her.

I'm ashamed. He was somewhat ashamed of Han Jiaren.

In the final analysis, it was his empathy and farewell to love, and he lost Han Jiaren. However, since he no longer loves her, he has to be thorough, he can't already be sorry for Han Jiaren, and he has to lose Su Wanqiu. What's more, he couldn't let Han Jiaren expect anything from him.

The greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment.

Mo Guihan at this moment, he can't give anything to Han Jiaren.

What he can give, Han Jiaren doesn't bother to ask for.

"It's been a long time since I've seen you, is it so hurtful as soon as you open your mouth" Han Jiaren finally looked up at him, his gaze was still as gentle as usual.

It seems, it seems, that they are back to that early summer evening. The setting sun was slanting on their faces, on their bodies. The early summer when the snort was full of the fragrance of locust trees.

"I don't think we have anything to say" Mo Guihan measured his body and glanced down at the watch on his wrist, "If there is anything, just say it quickly, I'll give you three minutes"

Three minutes?

What can you do in three minutes? Listen to a song? Drink a glass of water, or say I love you once......

The time of three minutes was so short, so short that Han Jiaren wanted to hold it, and he was afraid that it would slip away silently between his fingers.

Between us, is there only cold and decisive left?

"Gui Han, why don't you come and see me" Han Jiaren looked at him, his brows furrowed slightly, "You know, the first person I want to see is you"

"Look at you? Han Jiaren, why did you go to prison for, have you forgotten?"

"It's not my fault, I just want you to see clearly, what kind of goods Su Wanqiu is"

Mo Guihan was completely disappointed. The Han Jiaren in front of him is no longer the gentle and lovely girl he remembers.

"You're Crazy"

"I'm not crazy, it's you who is crazy" Han Jiaren roared in a low voice, her eyes widened, and her eyes were full of clear tears. A small face was as white as snow at the moment, and the red lips couldn't help but tremble lightly.

Such a beautiful face used to be a person that Mo Guihan put on the tip of his heart. But at this moment, this face, including its owner, could no longer let Mo Guihan be touched in the slightest.

"I just love you, Guihan, I've always cared about you like this, I wish we could be like before, just the two of us, just you and me......"

"Enough" Mo Guihan interrupted sharply, "I can't go back, I will never forgive you for what you did"

After Mo Guihan finished speaking, he ignored her hysteria and walked away.

"Returning to the Cold ......"

"Return to the cold, don't go ......"

Chapter 451: Past 2

Mo Guihan's back when he turned around and left was so resolute and ruthless.

A huge and terrifying feeling completely enveloped Han Jiaren. Is her love, the center of her whole world, going to collapse like this?

Han Jiaren is unwilling.

Once, he did the same to her......

That year, she was twenty years old, the beginning of her cardamom years, and her tender dreams came out of the water.

He was a year older than her, and his face was not as sharp as it was now.

At that time, he liked to talk to her very much, and Han Jiaren was silent most of the time.

The boy's voice ranges from clear to deep, from spring and summer to cold and summer. They walked side by side through every corner of the campus, interspersed with countless cities and beautiful scenery.

She and him at that time.

The change happened in Mo Guihan's senior year. His family asked to send him to study abroad. Mo Guihan was reluctant to go. The girl he liked was in the city, and he didn't want to leave her......

But how could he not listen to his father?

No one knew what kind of passion was surging in the thin girl's body.

"Guihan, you're going to the United States, aren't you?" Han Jiaren's big eyes were already overflowing with tears, but she still pretended to be strong.

"Why don't you tell me, they all know, when Amo told me today, do you know how surprised I was, such a big news, why didn't you tell me"

Han Jiaren is always very gentle, and even this accusation is soft and gentle.

It's just her tears that betrayed her without a fight.

How can such a Han Jiaren make Mo Guihan not feel distressed and disliked?

"Beauty" Mo Guihan hugged her, and her lips gently kissed the tears on Han Jiaren's face, "I, I don't know how to say ...... to you"

"I don't want to leave you, like, you don't want to leave me. I wish I could be by your side, but ......"

"Then you should tell me" Han Jiaren finally couldn't help it, stretched out his fist, and hammered at Mo Guihan several times.

Now what? Han Jiaren is a little desperate, he is leaving tomorrow, I ......

There is a way, and it is obviously impossible to keep Mo Guihan by his side. He should spread his wings and soar, instead of living in this little city A, she. Can't break his wings. Well, there's only one way left......

The next day, Mo Guihan arrived at the airport. It was late autumn.

The sky was blue and high, and the plane trees on both sides of the road began to weep, spilling yellow teardrops all over the ground.

Mo Guihan waited for a long time.

Alone in the lobby of the airport, waiting for the girl in my heart to be late.

But......

He didn't wait for anything.

Immediately, the ticket inspection of the plane was about to begin, and he had to stop waiting. The moment he turned forward, he couldn't help but glance back again.

Suppose there is a girl there now, wearing a white dress with neat bangs. Looking at him with bright eyes, maybe the girl would cry, and he hoped she wouldn't cry.

As soon as she cried, he couldn't help but stay with her.

How could the words that made her wait be spoken?

But there was no one there, like his heart, only an empty patch, and a cold wind was blowing.

She's angry. Mo Guihan lowered his head and stepped on the plane to a foreign country with lonely eyes.

His seat was on the window side, and he quickly found it according to the instructions of the flight attendant.

But it has been occupied by others......

It was a thin, ponytailed girl wearing big sunglasses and a pink mask.

"Miss, that's my seat, can I trouble you......"

"Yours, but I just want to sit here, you sit next to you."

The girl couldn't see her appearance clearly, but her voice was really high-spirited.

Mo Guihan felt that this voice was extremely familiar, although he deliberately raised his voice, it was still very familiar......

Could it be, Mo Guihan's heart beat violently. He was almost carried away by the thought, is it you, my girl Han Jiaren......

……

"Pretty Woman"

Mo Guihan finally found his voice, and he even felt that his voice was trembling. The call seemed to be a little angel with wings, flying to the girl's body, and the girl was stunned for a moment. However, he immediately ripped off his glasses and mask, pouted, and looked unhappy.

"Eh, why did you recognize it all at once?"

Han Jiaren's expression was excited, and she pounced sweetly and grabbed Mo Guihan's arm, "Do you miss me, Guihan, I miss you"

"Well, why are you here, are you going to the United States too?"

Han Jiaren nodded as a matter of course, "My boyfriend is so good, there are so many good-looking girls outside, what if someone snatches it away, I don't have to wait for you stupidly"

Mo Guihan sneered and rubbed Han Jiaren's head, her hair was delicate and soft, like her person, and the wisps were wrapped around his heart.

He loved her, he knew it, and she knew it.

But what they don't know is that love will also fade......

Mo Guihan had already figured it out, but Han Jiaren was still unwilling to believe it.

She believed that he didn't say a word about I love you, but she didn't want to believe his rejection.

What Han Jiaren doesn't know is that when a man says he loves you, he really loves you, but when love is gone, and there is only the emptiness and disgust between you and me, don't have any expectations......

"Miss Han" Yu Hai saw Han Jiaren squatting on the ground in despair, I don't know why, I feel a little distressed in my heart.

"What are you doing here? Didn't you come to see Mo Guihan, I just called you, why didn't you answer?"

Yu Hai couldn't get Han Jiaren's reply for a long time, so he couldn't help bending down and looking at her carefully.

Her beautiful eyes were empty and empty at the moment, her rosy lips were full of paleness, and tears crawled down her eye sockets one by one on her cheeks.

She was so desperate, so helpless, like a child who had lost everything, suddenly, Han Jiaren looked up at Yu Hai, and her eyes burst out again, like a bonfire that would never be extinguished in the dark night.

"He won't want me, will he?"

……

"Tell me, he won't want me!"

Facing a few pounds of crazy Han Jiaren, Yu Hai had no way to answer her question.

The relationship between Mo Guihan and Su Wanqiu, he could get a glimpse of it from the party that day, Han Jiaren should have died of this heart.

Finally, Han Jiaren cried like a child.

Yu Hai was a little in a hurry, crying like this in this place, people who didn't know would think that he was bullying her, although he had always had this idea.

"Don't cry, Miss Han, let's get out of here first, and then think about what to do later"

Where can Han Jiaren listen at the moment, what has been circling in her mind has always been Mo Guihan's appearance, disdainful of her, and it is difficult to hide her disgust......

How did it come out of the Mo family, Han Jiaren didn't have a picture at all later. That memory was like a blank space, covered with gray-white bugs, and as soon as she remembered them, those bugs rustled, and she was not allowed to remember the threat of showing off her might.

In the end, Yu Hai didn't do that kind of thing to her. This matter really made Han Jiaren very difficult to understand.

His desire, his desire, how could Han Jiaren not see it?

So fiery, so clear......

"Why are you leaving?" Han Jiaren lay on the big bed, closed her eyes tightly, and calmed her intense breathing.

"Don't you want me? I promised you, I met my conditions, and you will be free to do whatever you want......"

Han Jiaren's nonchalant expression stung Yu Hai, and for the first time, he apologized for his dirty thoughts.

"Forget it, I'm not without a woman, since you are reluctant, why should I force you"

Han Jiaren seemed surprised, she finally looked at Yu Hai.

"Maybe you've forgotten about me," Yu Hai continued with some bitterness, "Four years ago, your first movie, I was also one of the investors at that time......

Yu Hai squinted his eyes and recalled the bits and pieces at that time.

"At that time, Miss Han was absolutely gorgeous, unforgettable, and fell in love at first sight."

As he spoke, he sighed and looked at Han Jiaren again, and Han Jiaren's face seemed to be a little stunned and a little dazed.

"You, know me......"

"Yes" Yu Hai nodded, he had known her for a long time, and for so many years, those obsessions had already taken root in his heart.

"Now you, although your face has not changed, your body is more bewitching and charming. But ......"

I don't know why, Han Jiaren always reminds him of an animal.

Swan, so elegant, so noble, so inviolable.

"The posture of the swan is to gracefully close the scene and retire gorgeously ......"

"No" Han Jiaren interrupted him, and a hoarse voice with a thick nasal voice suddenly broke the air in the room.

Han Jiaren slammed up from the bed, "I'm not a swan, if it's me, I'm also a black swan"

Her glasses looked straight at Yu Hai, as if she wanted to look into Yu Hai's heart.

Yu Hai lowered his head in shame, such a girl, although she should not be called a girl for a long time, but Yu Hai still wanted to call her that.

"It's not me who has changed, it's you ......"

I've never changed, and I still love him like that.

He told me that the marriage was just a hoax and that when the woman had a baby, he would come back to me......

However, the woman got his child and his heart.

Is it my fault? I did this just to get my love back.

Obviously they lost me, why, why did everyone say it was my fault.

It's not fair......

The silence of the room, except for the ticking of the clock.

Yu Hai didn't know when he had left, and the door was open, swaying in the slight wind, but there was no sound.

Han Jiaren was lying on the bed, looking through the half-covered white gauze curtain, the sky outside was overcast, black clouds were coiling in the sky, and a storm was coming.