After getting into the car, the woman still did not take off her sunglasses, as if she wanted to cover her face intentionally. Min Haomin was not a meddlesome person, so he did not continue to ask, and continued to drive to a crowded place. The roar of the car was heard on the quiet road.
Very clear.
"It's time to change your car." The woman suddenly said coldly, "This will wake up many people who are resting."
Min Haomin was stunned and subconsciously looked outside the car. At this time, the surroundings were still relatively dark, and there were no residential buildings yet. He subconsciously said: "There are no residents near here."
"But, there are ghosts." The woman said indifferently, "Some ghosts are still sad and can't sleep at night."
Min Haomin was stunned, his heart skipped a beat, and he was a little nervous. He subconsciously tightened his grip on the steering wheel, but he didn't know what to say, so he had to continue driving in silence, hoping to reach a lively place with light and pedestrians earlier.
The woman suddenly laughed, with a hint of mockery in her laughter, "Are you scared? It's so late, aren't you worried that I'm a ghost? Maybe it's the kind of vixen-like ghost that appears in the middle of the night and takes people's lives.
?”
Min Haomin smiled awkwardly.
The woman snorted slightly, but did not continue to speak. She remained silent until the car drove to a place with crowds and neon lights. "Okay, I can just get off the car here."
Min Haomin stopped the car immediately. You can get a taxi here at any time. This woman should be safe here. Moreover, seeing her get out of the car and her shadow appear on the ground, it is certain that she is not a ghost, maybe just a ghost.
A sad person.
But why does it feel familiar? He really doesn't know this woman.
Watching the woman's windbreaker fluttering gently in the night wind, he suddenly thought of a picture imprinted in his mind, a picture that made him feel a little dazed. The photo Lan Yuexin gave him, the lotus in the photo was
Dressed up like this, except for the wrong hair, everything else is exactly the same!
"Lianrong!" Min Haomin opened the door and got out of the car almost immediately. The door opened suddenly, and he narrowly missed a pedestrian who happened to be passing by. The pedestrian was startled by the sudden opening of the door and stared at Min Haomin with a strange expression.
He muttered and left angrily.
The woman in front seemed to stop unexpectedly, and quietly looked back at Min Haomin. Her eyes were still invisible behind her sunglasses, but her voice came through clearly.
"Are you calling me?"
Min Haomin looked at the stopped woman almost blankly, then walked a few steps and roughly took off the sunglasses from the woman's face. The woman seemed a little surprised, but did not refuse. Under the bright street light, a beautiful face
The face, the somewhat indifferent smile, the face that is so familiar that you can close your eyes and describe it, my God, it is really his Su Lianrong.
"Lotus seed——" Min Haomin's voice was a little trembling with excitement. His hands were trembling slightly as he held the hand of the woman in front of him. Tears welled up in his eyes. He completely ignored the looks of passers-by and suddenly held the woman in front of him tightly.
Hug her tightly into her arms.
An Youruo let Min Haomin hold her calmly. She hated it when men shed tears, which was a sign of weakness. However, when Min Haomin held her tightly, his breathing was slightly rapid and wet tears fell on her neck.
But she didn't even feel disgusted. This man really shed tears in excitement. He was not pretending, not weak, but ecstatic.
"I'm not your Lianrong." An Youruo waited until the mood of the man holding her became more stable, then gently pushed Min Haomin's body away, and said slowly in a calm voice, "My name is An Youruo.
My name is Su Lianrong."
Min Haomin looked at the woman in front of him in shock. How could she not be Su Lianrong? Is she the same person?! Although there are some differences in dress and behavior, how can there be such similar people in the world, unless they are twins, but Lianrong is not
Sister's.
"An Youruo?" Min Haomin murmured out the words softly, and suddenly smiled and said with satisfaction, "It doesn't matter what your name is, but you are Lianrong. As long as you are Lianrong, no matter what your name is, how will you do it?"
It doesn’t matter how you appear, as long as you are Lianrong!”
An Youruo had a faint smile on his face, this man was quite cute and a little silly.
He actually thought she was a ghost. He thought she appeared incarnate.
However, he was not afraid, but rather excited. Seeing the excited and dementia-like look on his face, An Youruo hesitated and had another idea in his mind.
Now, if the An Youruo who stays next to Gu Jiangnan is not An Youruo, then can I also be Su Lianrong who is not Su Lianrong?!
At such a close distance and under the streetlight, Min Haomin looked quite handsome and gentle, with delicate and gentle features and unassuming appearance.
An Youruo felt that at least this person was not annoying. He was not as reserved and silent as Gu Jiangnan, nor as domineering and arrogant as Gu Jiangbei, nor as groveling as Tian Haisheng. In a word, she did not hate him!
Unlike many men she had known before, there was only pity and no desire in his eyes.
"Lianrong. Why are you here?" Min Haomin almost forgot about the fact that Su Lianrong was "dead" and stared at An Youruo, asking excitedly.
An Youruo stared at Min Haomin, hesitated, and said coldly: "I said, my name is An Youruo, not Su Lianrong. Su Lianrong is a dead person, and I am a living person."
"Okay, okay, my name is An Youruo, not Su Lianrong." Min Haomin said excitedly. His mind was completely blank. There was nothing but excitement. "As long as you are here, that's fine."
An Youruo hesitated again and said calmly: "Okay, it's getting late, I have to leave. Thank you for sending me here."
"Where are you going?" Min Haomin asked anxiously, subconsciously reaching out to grab An Youruo's hand. Her hand was slightly cold, and her nails were a beautiful red color. She looked very beautiful under the light, although she was a bit coquettish.
.
"I'm staying in a hotel." An Youruo said impatiently.
"Why should we stay in a hotel?" Min Haomin still couldn't react. He shouldn't have seen the "dead" Su Lianrong. "Isn't it good to live at home? I will live in our new home now. A hotel is not as comfortable as home. Let's go back
Go home."
Let's go home? This is such a strange sentence to An Youruo.
Home? Does she have a home? That’s weird. She has no home, only a place to sleep!
Before she could react, she was pulled into the car by Min Haomin again. He said a little apologetically: "It's already winter, it's very cold outside. It's only been a while, but your hands have become cold. Let's
Go home, it will be more comfortable if there is heating at home. Take a hot bath and go to bed early."