He felt more and more that it would be Le Yao.

Could it be?

Knock knock...

Knock knock...

Knock knock...

Berlin began to beat faster.

"Here we are...", a female voice came from inside, and the female voice was very soft. Because it was separated by the door, Berlin couldn't hear whether it was Le Yao's voice or not.

Berlin felt the beating of his heart accelerate.

Ten seconds later.

Finally, the innermost door opened.

A pair of white hands stretched out, and the lights in the room reflected the dim hallway, and then the door outside opened.

The woman walked out.

"You... Who is it?" However, as soon as the woman who walked out of the door saw Berlin, she was immediately stunned, subconsciously took half a step back, and then asked vigilantly.

Hair...

Tall figure...

Long flowing hair...

Everything is very similar to Hele Yao...

It's just that the moment I saw people, the loss in Berlin's eyes was so clearly visible.... The same figure, the same similar face shape, but the appearance is completely different.

A pair of eyes are a little small, extremely inconspicuous. Coupled with thin lips and a collapsed nose, in the line of sight, even if the dim corridor covers the imperfections of her skin, there is no doubt that this is a very ordinary-looking woman...

There were no fragments or pictures in his memory, he didn't know it, only a sense of strangeness.....

"No... I'm sorry, I thought my friend lived here. When Berlin reacted, the gap in expectation made it difficult for him to squeeze out a smile, he nodded awkwardly, turned and left.

But as soon as he took a step, he turned back with a little unwillingness, "Do you know a girl named Le Yao?" ”

The woman frowned and shook her head without thinking.

“... Sorry for that, I thought my friend lived here, I'm really sorry to disturb me. Berlin left the woman with a puzzled look on her face and turned away.

Step by step, he went down to the entrance of the stairs, and suddenly, his footsteps stopped, and he exhaled heavily... Then, a wave of helpless self-deprecation rose at the corner of his mouth...

Oh, yes...

What are you thinking?

Obviously, Fang Yuan said that Le Yao passed away... Passed away eight years ago... When he was drunk last night, he was so sad and painful, and his emotions were so obvious, how could he lie to himself?

When I saw a familiar figure, I thought it was her... I also ran over on purpose...

It's ridiculous.

Probably he's such a person who likes to escape and deceive himself... Deceive yourself with the beauty that doesn't exist.. Give yourself a glimmer of hope and make yourself love this new world a little more.

Berlin continues to take steps. It's just that the moment when he was about to turn out of the corridor and couldn't see the door on the second floor clearly, Berlin's footsteps paused again. He turned his head again, his gaze falling on the familiar room inside...

Familiar decoration pattern...

Matching tables and chairs...

Refrigerator...

Bed...

It was like every place he had touched and used.

But it's very strange.

Strange cosmetics...

There are different cutlery on the table...

The unpleasantly colored sheets on the bed...

In Berlin's gaze, the woman's expression began to become indifferent. She took two more steps back vigilantly and slammed the door shut.

There was a thud that woke Berlin out of its distraction.

Berlin smiled bitterly, he knew that the woman wanted to think of himself as a bad person with bad intentions.

Also...

This behavior is too suspicious.

A stranger came to the house at night and knocked on the door, and then said that he recognized the wrong person, and finally stared at it with strange eyes... It's hard to be treated like a bad guy...

Blame him for his impulsiveness and bring trouble to others...

It's just that....

Cold, the woman's indifferent eyes reminded Berlin of Le Yao's indifference...

However, the two gave him different feelings...

The woman is indifferent with uneasiness, for fear of Berlin's approach... Berlin could feel that if he turned back and walked a few steps forward towards her, she was afraid that she would call the police in the first place.

And how to describe the feeling that Le Yao gave him?

Berlin thought about it, but couldn't find the right word.

He could recall the eyes that fell on him again and again... It's obviously indifference... But with that hidden hope, with confusion, with unwillingness, with the loss of expectations...

Too much emotion.

Berlin alone cannot afford to lose any temper or anger at such indifference...

All that remains is guilt....

All that's left is uneasiness, and there's infinite thoughts that are good for her... Try to let this emotion in your heart slowly dissipate...

An emotion that made him the most helpless.

I don't know what Le Yao thinks every time she looks at herself with this kind of gaze?

Cold, Berlin suddenly wanted to know. But just wondering, even if Le Yao stood in front of him, he couldn't ask. This will only be an answer that you will never get in this life...

But...

Perhaps, perhaps, under his guess, he can probably get an answer...