On winter nights, the wind is very cold, the kind of biting cold that makes people unconsciously hug their shoulders and shrink their heads, trying to avoid the cold wind. The leaves on the branches are withered, and the bare trunks are under the street lights.
Under the illumination, the shadow is lonely, very long, and very depressed.
Xu Anran was standing on a street, beside a bench. She didn't seem to feel the chill, she just looked at the orange halo of the street lights, with a faint smile on her lips, as if she was thinking of something happy.
Sitting on the bench, I took out the plastic ring from my pocket.
Under the streetlight, the ring looked very simple and crude. Over time, the surface of the ring had been rubbed so hard that it could no longer see its original appearance. Even though it was not a diamond or platinum, Xu Anran still smiled happily. He held it in his hand.
The ring holds too many memories.
"An Ran, this is for you..."
"Did you really give it to me?"
"Well, what kind of wedding would you like?"
"Wedding? Who wants to agree to marry you? Stop being so pretentious!"
"I just gave you the ring to propose to you. Now that you accept it, doesn't it count as acceptance?"
"..."
Xu Anran slowly tightened her hand and held the ring in her palm. The edges of the ring sunk deeply into her palm, which was a bit painful. The ring was not valuable. To others, it might only cost a few dollars, but to someone like her,
For her, it is the most beautiful love in her heart.
Is she too naive?
She wants to become a cardiothoracic and pulmonary surgeon like her father. This is her dream. She has always wanted to go to the United States to study, and then return to China to become a doctor. During the eight years in the United States, she missed him very much. She wanted to
She called him, but she didn’t have the courage. She knew that she had absolutely no confidence. When she heard Meng Yanchen’s voice, would she soften her heart and put down her hard studies without hesitation and fly back immediately to be with him?
Together, she would lose her dream. She was afraid, so she forced herself not to think about Meng Yanchen. He was just the most beautiful memory and reliance in her heart in the dead of night.
She was getting closer and closer to her dream, but she seemed to be getting further and further away from Meng Yanchen... She took out her mobile phone from her pocket, lightly swiped her fingers on the screen, and the smile at the corner of her mouth solidified little by little. With the opportunity, there is
There was a turning point, but she felt that there was something that time had obliterated, but it was difficult to make up for it...
Only now did she realize that Yan Chen was as important as her dream. Because she found that all the good things in her memory were related to him. If she had a dream, she would not be happy without Yan Chen.
Finally, Xu Anran plucked up the courage and dialed the number.
"Hello, the user you dialed has turned off, please call again later..." She was looking forward to Meng Yanchen's voice, but what she heard from the phone was a manual announcement. Her hanging heart dropped, and the corner of her mouth
The smile is bitter.
She stood up from the bench, put her phone in her pocket, and touched the key.
Eight years ago, he bought the small apartment with the first money he earned. He said it was his first home and he would cherish it. The decoration design she did with him,
She has the key.
Xu Anran wanted to go there to see if the key could still open the small apartment, and whether she could also enter his heart again?
?Meng Yanchen was drunk, her cheeks were red, and her eyelashes were very long, casting a green shadow on her eyelids.
Chu Qiao got a wet towel and wiped his cheek gently, hoping to help him sober up. His kiss was domineering and passionate. Even now, the lips he kissed still felt a little stinging, and there was still a lingering pain in his mouth.
There was a faint smell of alcohol, which made her feel a little drunk.
When he doesn't feel so uncomfortable, she will leave.
door.
Xu Anran took a breath, took out the key from her pocket, and carefully inserted it into the keyhole. Her heart was all tied to that keyhole. After eight years, have some things still not changed? Love is
Can't we go back to the past? She ridiculously hopes that the key can tell her the answer!
The key was inserted into the keyhole smoothly, and her hands were already covered with a layer of dense sweat. It can still be opened! This key can still open the lock... This is a place full of their memories, she
She wants to see, she wants to tell herself, don’t give up... because there are still many things that will not change! For example, the key to this door!
Turn it slightly and the door opens.
There was a smile on her lips, a sweet smile that came from the heart. She walked slowly into the room. As soon as she walked in the door, she noticed a vague light coming from the bedroom. A small orange table lamp.
, like the eyes of a sleepy person late at night, but Xu Anran's heart suddenly shook.
Lighting, is it Meng Yanchen? Is it him? Is he here?
Was he also thinking about her and the good memories of the past? So, he also came to this apartment... This, this shows that she still has a lot of weight in his heart! Xu Anran felt that the blood all over his body was full of blood.
It rushed to my cheeks, and I felt waves of unspeakable surprise and joy welling up in my heart.
She even forgot to close the door. Following the light, she walked slowly into the bedroom. She felt that this was like a dream. In the dream, they could go back to the past again. Therefore, she did not dare to speak too loudly for fear of
When I woke up from this sweet dream, there was nothing left...
When Xu Anran walked into the bedroom, "Yan..." the word "Chen" was tightly held in his throat, and he couldn't say anything.
The lights were on, and Yan Chen was here, but her dream was completely shattered in just a moment, leaving nothing behind... Tears fell from the corners of her eyes when she saw Chu Qiao.
.
Chu Qiao, it’s her again!
Why should she appear in this apartment? This is the home in Meng Yanchen's heart, the home between him and her, and how could she appear here? Heartache, sourness, anger, resentment, all the feelings are in her heart, giving birth to
Various flavors.
And Chu Qiao was stunned when she heard the sound.
It's Xu Anran! It's her! She's the person she wants to see the most! How did she come in? The door in the room has been closed, and the only explanation for her coming in is that she also has the key here. Chu Qiao secretly thought in her heart
He said sarcastically, it turns out that this small apartment is not just a place between him and himself. Xu Anran also has it!
Chu Qiao pressed her teeth tightly against her lips and glanced at Meng Yanchen. He closed his cold eyes and did not wake up. She turned her head again and looked at Xu Anran carefully. Her tears were like
The ferocious little crabs were swimming on her face, shining with crystal luster, which made people feel pity for them. But she couldn't cry.
If Meng Yanchen wakes up, he will feel very distressed when he sees Xu Anran's tears! When she cries, it will hurt him more than her... But Chu Qiao doesn't want him to feel pain. She remembered that time in front of the villa again
, Meng Yanchen hugged Xu Anran and looked anxious. She would not and could not forget it.
"Miss Xu, you misunderstood..." Chu Qiao stood up from the bed and walked to Xu Anran. Her heart hurt and seemed to be bleeding, but she couldn't cry. She had no right to cry, she just
A shady lover. For example, Meng Yanchen can not allow her to like others. However, she cannot ask him to do the same...
Xu Anran found it funny and smiled coldly: "Misunderstanding? I've seen it with my own eyes? Chu Qiao, do you want to say anything else?"
"You really misunderstood..." Enduring the tearing heartache, she smiled calmly, took her hand, and stuffed the towel into her palm: "Mr. Meng is drunk, I'm just a little worried
, I came to take care of him. There is nothing between us. Since you are here, Miss Xu, the task of taking care of him will be left to you."
Xu Anran looked at the towel in his hand blankly, seeming a little doubtful.
It was really difficult to pretend. Her heart was very sad and painful, but she still had to pretend as if nothing had happened: "Miss Xu, I'm leaving first. Goodbye!" She picked up the small bag and walked to Xu Anran's side.
Xu Anran's eyes were complicated, and her heart was as chaotic as a ball of numbness. She looked so calm, and it didn't look like she was lying? There was no so-called jealousy?
"goodbye……"
Chu Qiao smiled and nodded: "Miss Xu, don't worry. Meng Yanchen, there is only you in his heart, just one person..." The last part of her voice was drawn out, which was meant for Xu Anran, but it was more like
Tell it to yourself.
After saying that, she strode out of the apartment.
All the patience and pretense turned into tears and fell silently the moment she walked out of the apartment. She could not be sad in front of them. Only by leaving could she have the right to shed tears. She did not want Meng Yanchen to cry for Xu Anran
And heartache. Her tears are worthless, so let her shed them all!
When she sees Xu Anran, she will feel guilty, as if she has robbed her of her happiness. When she sees Xu Anran, she will feel jealous, because she will remember that she is his favorite. When she sees Xu Anran, she will
She felt desperate, because only such a woman was worthy of him. And she was just an ordinary girl. She ran, ran, wanting to vent all the sourness and bitterness in her heart by running...
It seems that since she met Meng Yanchen, her tears have become cheaper...
?Xu Anran kneaded the towel again, poured a glass of warm water, and walked to Meng Yanchen. Looking at the sleeping Meng Yanchen, she couldn't help but feel a little relieved. In fact, she only saw Chu Qiao taking care of Meng Yanchen.
Chen, that's all. Maybe that's the truth, maybe I'm just overthinking...
"Yanchen, come and drink water... After drinking water, you won't feel so uncomfortable!"
He slowly helped Meng Yanchen up, hoping to drink some water and sober up.
Meng Yanchen opened her dark eyes, looked at Xu Anran, and murmured: "Chu Qiao..."
The two words were very light, but they reached Xu Anran's ears clearly, and she heard them very clearly. Chu Qiao... Chu Qiao, she barely supported herself, and her eyesight became dim in an instant.
She had thought that if the key held the answer, they could go back in time.
But the reality is that there is no going back... because there is Chu Qiao between them, which is something longer and more terrifying than eight years. Xu Anran gritted his teeth and clenched his fingers a little bit.