251. Memories are the moonlight that cannot be caught
It is said that tonight, somehow, these three young men made an appointment in advance, and they met together in such a bloody way.
No, as soon as a group of people arrived at the luxurious door with a dark fragrance and gilded luxury, they met the third young man who was walking inside with his arms around the girl. The bright and colorful lights hit the man's uninhibited face, making people move.
Don't open your eyes.
Someone saw it with sharp eyes and greeted loudly, "Third Young Master, here, here..."
Han Siyou frowned. He didn't seem to have an appointment tonight, but just wanted to drink to relieve his boredom. He recognized that the person he called him was someone he often hung out with, and he looked familiar.
But the first thing Han Siyou saw was the beautiful figure standing in an inconspicuous place. His feet immediately couldn't move, as if they were hammered with iron nails, and he walked towards that direction regardless of orders.
As soon as she got there, she realized that not only Liang Yimo but also Ye Chen was there. She wondered who else besides Ye Chen would bring her here.
It had only been more than a week since the day Ye Chen took her away, but she had actually lost so much weight. The clothes on her body had obviously become looser, and her chin had become more tapered. A gust of wind could blow her away if she stood there.
She is not happy.
Han Siyou could see the pain in her eyes at a glance. She was so heart-wrenching every time he met her.
Looking at Ye Chen angrily, he didn't look like this when he handed Liang Yimo over to him. Why couldn't he give her happiness?
Ye Chen also noticed the expression on Han Siyou's face, even his anger and spying on the woman next to him. He put his big hand on Liang Yimo's waist and deliberately pulled her closer to him to make the two of them more compatible.
, a pair of cold eyes shot at Han Siyou, "When did you come back?"
Although Han Siyou has intentions for his woman, he has been a brother for many years and he knows Han Siyou very well. It is better to let him give up and completely cut off his thoughts.
Ye Chen is a domineering person. He does not allow his private belongings to be thought about by other men.
In particular, he didn't forget that Liang Yimo was with him during the year when he disappeared. He couldn't find her because Han Siyou helped her. After all, Ye Chen still had a estrangement in his heart. When he thought about the two of them in a year,
Spending time together day and night, in front of flowers and under the moonlight, Liang Yimo's voluptuous figure was seen and overwhelmed by men other than him, which made her even more angry.
On one side is his own woman, on the other side is his brother who has been through life and death.
Ye Chen didn't do anything stupid. The last time something happened to Liang Yimo, Han Siyou had already expressed his attitude by calling him.
Besides being love rivals, they are also brothers.
However, a gap has already developed between the two of them, and they can no longer talk about everything they used to.
Han Siyou's eyes dimmed and he looked away. He understood the look in his eyes. He hugged the woman in his arms and kissed her face frivolously, causing her to stare at him with an angry look. His movements were very frivolous, "
I just came back and I was trying to contact you, why are you doing this?"
After looking at the large group of people behind them, even Murong Feng, who often did not appear on such occasions, looked confused.
They recently took on a business and went to South Vietnam. They had just returned and had been holding back for a long time and wanted to go out for a few drinks. On the way, they met a woman who threw herself into his arms. The devilish figure with bulging front and back was his.
Cai, he hugged me without refusing. Did something happen recently?
Someone cleared up his doubts, "Third Young Master, Young Master Ye is treating us to a treat today!"
The third young master in the capital, that young master doesn’t have much money, and he usually can’t invite them. Today, he finally managed to get close to a few of them. He is really looking forward to the three young masters getting together, having a drink with them, and bragging to others in the future.
It's a matter of pride to be able to hold something.
"Si You, why don't we get together?" Murong Feng also invited.
Ye Chen and Han Siyou are both brothers. They have carried guns together, fought together, shared the same window, and also worn a pair of trousers together. They have always been at odds because of a woman, but they finally got together today, so naturally
I hope to develop more feelings together.
Han Siyou raised the corners of his lips in a perfect arc, walked towards Murong Feng and punched him in the chest, "Brother, I've been getting more and more energetic lately. You should take it easy at night, just use my little one."
My sister-in-law's body cannot withstand your abuse."
Murong Feng has a hidden marriage. People outside don't know that he is married at all, but as brothers and friends in the industry, many people still know about it, including Han Siyou of course.
This was how they got along before, and Han Siyou didn't think there was anything wrong with it.
Su Qingge, on the other hand, was probably the first time she heard someone teasing her about that matter. She blushed in public and glanced at Murong Feng shyly.
I don't know what I thought of, and my face turned redder, redder than the red apple.
Murong Feng was still normal. He kept smiling with an arc. He lowered his head and glanced at the woman next to him who shyly hid her head in her sleeves. Her eyes were full of doting. She glanced at Han Siyou and signaled him to stop. He reached out and touched Su Qingge.
"Qing Ge, this is Si You, my friend."
Of course Su Qingge knew Han Siyou.
I'm afraid the other person just doesn't know her. She has worked in a place like Anxiang for a while, and has heard about the Third Young Master's deeds. Most of them are related to Fenghuaxueyue. Although the person in front of her is smiling at her, Su Qingge still feels scared.
, there was clearly a frivolous smile in those peach blossom eyes, but Su Qingge saw a sharpness under those eyes.
Only then did she believe that the Third Young Master was really what the rumors said.
A group of people came to the Anxiang VIP luxury private room, which was spacious even if there were hundreds or ten people sitting there.
The decoration inside the private room was good, the lights were well arranged and colorful, and the men and women were laughing and joking around. Liang Yimo had never been interested in this kind of activity.
Su Qingge sat next to Liang Yimo. Neither of them were very interested in these places. Murong Feng, Han Siyou and Ye Chen were talking about something. They were bored and had to order some songs and sing.
Su Qingge had a sweet voice and sang beautifully. After singing a few songs in a row, she handed the microphone to Liang Yimo, "You want to sing a song too?"
She smiled a little shyly.
Liang Yimo declined with some embarrassment, "I'm not very good at singing."
When she was in high school, she had little contact with friends in order to keep a promise. She had no other friends except Min Jing and Lu Jingheng. When she had free time, she would read books at home, practice calligraphy, etc., and rarely have any contact with entertainment.
, I didn’t have much time when I went to college, and the only songs I knew well were those few.
"It's okay, just sing that song you know how to sing!"
A song by Eason Chan's "Love Transfer" just happened to skip on the screen. It was one of the few songs she knew.
I remember that this song was played in the streets and alleys at that time. Maybe it was the melody, maybe one night, she suddenly heard this song, or because of something, she always liked this song, and sometimes she would sing it softly.
Humming, no longer refusing, he started singing along with the melody:
How many shop windows have I wandered through, how many hotels have I stayed in, before I feel that separation is not unfair? Should feelings be used for browsing or to be treasured so that life will be unforgettable every day? How long will it take to survive the adversity, and how many wet eyes will you know that sadness is love?
Inheritance was lost, several double beds were exchanged, and beliefs were exchanged several times before the rings were exchanged without hesitation. The warmth of one person was transferred to the chest of another, and the mistakes made last time were reflected on the dream. This is how everyone enjoys it and is afraid to refuse zuo'
The memory of love's scapegoat is like the moonlight that cannot be grasped. It turns dark when you hold it tightly. Waiting for the false back to disappear in the clear sunshine. Waiting for all the karma to be forgiven. Love keeps standing and wants to go to the end of the world. How brave is it? Candlelight illuminates it.
For dinner, I can’t give an answer. Love is not a warm treat. The bed sheets are covered with petals and hugs let him grow. If it’s too crowded, it will open up to other soil. Love needs people to take over and be close. In exchange for expectations, expectations bring disappointment. The vicious circle is short-lived and always lang.
The long journey will always dissatisfy the perfect youth. Change a wife. Transfer the warmth of one person to another's chest. Let the mistakes made last time reflect on the dream. Everyone enjoys it like this and only refuses to be a scapegoat with fear.
Memories are like the moonlight that cannot be grasped. It turns dark when you hold it tightly. Waiting for the false back to disappear in the clear sunshine. Waiting for all the karma to be forgiven. Love keeps standing and wants to go to the end of the world. How brave is it to transfer the warmth of one person to another?
The chest lets you reflect on the mistakes you made last time and dream. This is how everyone enjoys it. Only when they are on tenterhooks do they refuse to commit suicide. The memory of the scapegoat is like the moonlight that cannot be grasped and turns dark when you hold it tightly. The false back disappears in the clear sunshine on the body.
Flow, wait until all the karma is forgiven, love will not stop, want to go to the end of the world, how brave you need, don't be disappointed, the soul-stirring song is for the most beautiful ordinary, Liang Yimo felt that the surroundings were very quiet, very quiet.