Approaching New Year's Day and New Year's Eve, on the eve of the holiday, everywhere is rejoicing that the new year is about to be ushered in, and the electronic advertising screen of the commercial building is played in turn to celebrate the arrival of 2018.

Jiang Yao got off work and walked on the road, vaguely feeling empty and lonely in her heart, when she was twelve years old, her father had an accident, and then died of depression not long after, and her mother remarried and went to the United States, and her grandmother, who had been with her since she was a child, passed away in the past two years.

The mobile phone vibrated and rang, and it was Xu Mozhi calling: "Jiang Yao, your godfather and godmother miss you, come to my house for dinner at night"

"Okay, then you can come and pick me up downstairs in the hotel where I live."

Hung up the phone, Jiang Yao went back to the hotel and brought some imperial capital specialties and Xu Mozhi back to Xu's house, as soon as the car entered the door, Xu's father and Xu's mother greeted her warmly, and Xu's mother held her hand and kept chattering for a long time.

After seating, there are sweet and sour pork ribs, white sauce cinnamon fish, eight-treasure duck, hibiscus crab on the table...... Classic Shanghai dishes.

Mother Xu sandwiched a large bowl of vegetables to her and stuffed it to the brim.

In the past, she was also a native of the local girl, after her father's accident, the family plummeted, the property was seized by the court, and the family's things were sold, so she could only return to her hometown in Yangzhou with her mother to live with her grandmother.

Xu's father and mother did not cut off contact with her after knowing that her family had an accident, but treated her as a daughter as always.

Jiang Yao ate and ate, her eyes were red, and she was a little choked and blocked in her heart, sour and astringent, and a little sobbing.

Xu Mozhi saw that he handed her a tissue, and read: "Are you so moved Jiang Yao, your godmother's cooking is not so delicious?"

Mother Xu knocked him on the wrist with chopsticks and said, "How to speak, don't bully Yaoyao"

Mother Xu asked her to stay in the guest room of the Xu family during her business trip to Shanghai, and she didn't need to go to the hotel, Jiang Yao waved her hand and said no, and returned to Xu's mother and said that the company had reimbursement, and she couldn't live in vain, not to mention that it was inconvenient, the Xu family had been good enough for her, she couldn't ask for more, and she was always under the fence.

After dinner, Xu Mozhi wanted to drive Jiang Yao to the Huangpu River to blow the wind and relax.

Jiang Yao scolded him: "The brain is watt, what kind of wind is blowing in this winter?"

Xu Mozhi smiled and said: "I don't know how many beautiful women want to sit in this stylish Porsche sports car, Jiang Yao, you actually dislike it!" ”

A cold wind blew, she stood downstairs in the community, blowing her coat, the cool air rushed in, sneezed, her voice was low and hoarse, and she seemed to have a little cold.

She wrapped her coat tightly, looked at Xu Mozhi, and said in a ridiculous tone: "Then please ask Master Xu to take me back to the hotel, thank you" and bent over, causing Xu Mozhi to cry and laugh.

Jiang Yao got out of the car and was about to say goodbye to him, Xu Mozhi leaned out of the window, raised his head, looked at her with real eyes, and suddenly spoke: "Jiang Yao, forget about him, don't forget Uncle Jiang's affairs, and the Zhou family is inextricably linked."

Jiang Yao pretended to be calm, and said unhurriedly: "I know, you better make less bubbles."

After waving goodbye, Jiang Yao walked to the door of the hotel room, raised her eyes in a daze, and a familiar figure appeared and looked at her without warning, with deep eyebrows and burning eyes, as if she wanted to devour her.

Scattered cigarette butts and ash were piled up on the carpet, as if to imply that he had been waiting for her for a long time.

Zhou Qianze went to Zhao Yunchuan's field tonight and just finished drinking some wine, thinking that she was crazy, obviously he was only entangled with her last night, but it was not enough, so he came to her hotel room and waited for three hours.

The cigarette between his fingers was still burning scarlet cigarette butts, his expression was lazy, and he asked Jiang Yao in a calm voice: "Why did you sneak away in the morning, I still have something to ask you"

Jiang Yao paused, flashed his gaze, took out the room card and swiped it in.

Zhou Qianze forced her into a corner, and under the warm orange light, his eyebrow bones were clear and hard, the bridge of his nose was high, and his face was slightly red after drinking, exuding charming danger.

She pushed him away, the cigarette in Zhou Qianze's fingers fell, the ashes burned into her palm, and she looked at him in a cold and mocking tone: "What, does Master Zhou want to come a second time?" We were just dewy last night, why should you forget it"

Zhou Qianze was angry, Jiang Yao was so indifferent, emotionless and cold and perfunctory, and pulled back with his big palm, Jiang Yao fell into his chest just a few steps, hard and warm.

He buried it in her neck socket, inhaling her fragrance, Jiang Yao breathed like an orchid, and Zhou Qianze's deep and shallow breath made her neck itch.

Zhou Qianze half-squinted, his eyes were blurred, he exhaled in her ear, and slowly spoke: "Then it's better to choose a day than to hit the sun."

Jiang Yao was embarrassed, and pushed him vigorously, Zhou Qianze fell to the ground, and his forehead accidentally hit the cabinet next to the bed.

Zhou Qianze's strength was not gone, so Jiang Yao pushed with a little force, and he fell down so heavily.

He always felt in his heart that Jiang Yao owed him an explanation, explaining that he didn't say goodbye back then.

After all, if there is no debt, how can we meet.

In the five years that Jiang Yao disappeared, Zhou Qianze always felt that something was missing in his heart, and the missing part seemed to be filled by only Jiang Yao.

Jiang Yao saw that his forehead was injured, and the broken wound slowly swollen, and a trace of panic and worry quietly flashed in his eyes, and it was fleeting.

Na Na said, "Are you alright?" ”

Jiang Yao tentatively approached to help him up, but before he could get close, Zhou Qianze quickly stretched out his arm to go around behind her, and his bony fingers pressed her head, and then covered her lips and kissed her.

Jiang Yao's elbows were clinging to his neck support, and the soles of his feet were kicking and struggling, but he was clamped tightly.

Jiang Yao was gasping for a kiss from him, revealing a muffled voice.

His kiss went all the way down from Jiang Yao's delicate and white jade neck, full of lust, and murmured: "Yaoyao, I really love you so much, so much love"

He allowed himself to fall into addiction, unable to extricate himself.

The past poured into Jiang Yao's mind, she couldn't entangle with him anymore, the Zhou family was a giant mouth in the abyss, and her grievances with Zhou Qianze would have to be cleared up sooner or later.

The suffering of those years is vivid.

She came to her senses, and bit him hard, a smell of blood spread in her mouth, she stood up and slapped him in the face, he didn't dodge, and looked at him indifferently.

Silly said: "Love me? Zhou Qianze, are you sick? Love me, why did you still let me beat our children before? I said a long time ago that I don't love you, and I can't afford your love! ”

He shouted firmly, "Yes! I'm sick! I just can't help but love you! ”

"Yaoyao, whether it's the hurt I did to you in the past, or the love I gave you, can you forget about the write-off, and let's start over?" The voice was choked and dry.

Zhou Qianze's emotions were broken, and tears fell suddenly.

His eyes were red, his eyes were full of grievances and sorrow, his lips trembled slightly, and the green tendons on his neck burst out due to excitement and congestion.