"Guest?" Seeing that the other party's gaze stayed on her, the young woman called softly.

The other party came back to his senses, as if he realized that he was a little rude. But he couldn't help but ask: "Excuse me, what is the relationship between you and Miss Nalan, the fiancée of Mr. Night Owl before?" Oh, I'm presumptuous, it's just that you guys look alike. ”

The woman smiled, "I'm an old friend with the night owl. ”

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Three hours later.

The banquet officially began.

Fei Zhai is lively.

The night owl stood upstairs, looking at everything in front of him condescendingly. There was no luster in his eyes.

Even though the whole room was bustling with activity now, he only felt that everywhere was empty, frighteningly empty.

What is it like to live and die in another world? Is the injury on her body good? When you get there, will it still hurt? She's never liked to wear too many clothes, but in Y's cold other world, it would be cold, right?

Has she already drunk Meng Po soup? Do you still think of him? Do you know that he is far away here, and he has never forgotten her every minute and every second......

Chest, pain.

He gasped hard, drained the wine, and swallowed it.

Tang Song rushed in from outside, and angrily grabbed the cup in his hand and smashed it on the ground, "If you can live one more day, you won't be happy, right?" ”

"Go down, the feast will begin soon."

There was not even much fluctuation on the night owl's face, and all the emotions had been hidden at the moment when Tang and Song rushed in.

He walked out, leaving only Tang Song with a lonely back.

"Damn! More and more depressed, more and more boring! Tang Song hated his indisputable low curse. If I could, I really wish I could dig up the grave of the white millet leaf and drag her out of it to save her!

The Night Stalker is a forbearant man. The day of the accident was the only day he had an emotional breakdown. When Tang Song rushed over from the country of S, he had already fainted, but his mouth kept reading her name. His eyes were closed, and there were tear stains in the corners of his eyes.

Tang and Song had never seen him like this, and Yu An and Li Shi had never seen him either. At that time, everyone looked uncomfortable. Even Ferens didn't dare to say the words 'white millet leaf' to his face. It's like a spell, and the slightest touch is a fatal pain.

Later, when he woke up, he was faced with a funeral, her cold tombstone, and everyone thought he would go crazy, but, unexpectedly, he accepted it all calmly. At least, it's calm on the surface.

Later, Tang Song knew - the reason why he was so calm was only because he was about to go to her. After that, in that world where there is no strife and no hatred, they can no longer separate, they can hold hands; So, on the contrary, he calmed down, was serene, and began to look forward to it......

Such a night owl is actually cruel to the extreme.

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"This is a gift for Mr. Fei. A little bit of meaning, not a respect. Downstairs, a guest hands a painting to a person who receives a gift on the side.

"Thank you, Mr. Li. Please come in. The other party beckoned Mr. Li to come in.

"That...... I would like to ask, where is Mr. Yu An? ”

The other man pointed in the same direction. The guest saw Yu An, who was busy, and he hurried over.

"Mr. Yu."

Yu An turned his face and recognized the other party, "It turned out to be Mr. Li, who came with a big arrival, and he was disappointed." ”

Having said that, Yu An's attitude was lukewarm. This Mr. Li, he knew, wanted to do some business with the night stalker recently, but his character was not very good, and the night stalker didn't take care of him. Finding him here at this time is probably inseparable from business matters.

"Mr. Yu, to be kind, we won't say anything. I am looking for you today because I have something very important to talk to you about. ”

"I'm sorry, Mr. Li. Today is Mr. Fei's birthday, and we have a rule that we will never talk about business at the birthday party. ”

Yu An refused to talk to the other party, and turned around to leave.

"Mr. Yu, I only said this once, if you don't listen, you may regret it." Mr. Li straightened up.

Yu An turned around and looked at him for a while, and then snorted, "Okay, since Mr. Li said so, then I'll listen to it." However, if this matter is not as important as I think, it will be difficult for me to hear anything you say, let alone my husband. ”

The implication is that if you want to cooperate with the night owl in the future, it is basically 0 possible.

The other party didn't panic at all, and only said a few words in Yu An's ear.

Yu An was shocked, almost in disbelief, "You didn't fool me?" ”

"Lend me 10 guts, and don't dare to talk nonsense about this. She does look a lot like Miss Nalan. However, it looks a little more mature than Miss Nalan, but it's not a few years older. Seems to be still a student......"

"How many years older? Student? Yu An had a fog in his mind, and from the perspective of these two conditions, it was not a white millet leaf at all. Also, she is all buried, how can it be her?

But......

can really look like Nalan imagined, which means that it is also somewhat similar to Bai Xiaoye.

If you can really get her back and put her next to the night owl, maybe the night owl can rekindle her confidence in life?

Thinking about it like this, Yu An became excited. He immediately said, "What about the address?" The address of the gallery is given to me. ”

"Mr. Yu, this is also a great contribution to me, right?"

"I went to see it and found out that I had made meritorious service or not. If it weren't like ......" Yu An's true nature was exposed, and his palm slashed on his neck, "You're dead!" ”

The other party was so frightened that he didn't dare to say more, so he quickly gave the address of the gallery.

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Yu An ignored Li Shi's questioning, and drove directly to the gallery called 'dark' in the city center. Generally speaking, the names of galleries in the city are actually more literary, but dark seems to be on the dark side. Yu An thought it was a personality or a dark gallery, but when the car was parked outside, he was stunned.

He hadn't gone in yet, but he just sat in the car from a distance and didn't get down.

Those are Alex's famous paintings.

Alex was the only painter he knew. Because, ten years ago, when Bai Suye went to see Alex's art exhibition, he was accompanied by him as a bodyguard. Every time, I was tormented by those unintelligible paintings, but every time I had to accompany her. After going there more times, he not only got used to it, but also received a little bit of edification because of her 'education', and he could recognize Alex's pen at a glance.