"So, I was wrong again? I'm sorry, Azi, I thought you were still the girl in my memory. What I know is that you will never look back easily to the people and things you rejected...
"
Jiang Zimo interrupted him and smiled sweetly: "Of course. If I reject the person I think I no longer love, I will definitely not accept it again. But, I don't know who are you talking about now? What are you talking about?
If it’s not me, how would I know whether I love you or not?”
Murong Qingzhen knew Jiang Zimo too well. He knew that her temperament would never accept others' speculation about her. And he had made such an obvious mistake just now in a moment of desperation, so even if she said nothing at this time,
No matter how blunt and harsh he was, he could only smile and let it go.
There was only one table reserved for them in the entire restaurant, so the food was served very quickly. I ate less than half of the cold dishes and only took two sips of the soup before the main course was served.
The wine that goes with the dishes is Jiang Zimo's favorite Louis Roederer Cristal Champagne - Murong Qingyi must have put a lot of thought into it, as almost every dish suits her taste and is full of color, flavor and aroma.
Under the gentle music, Jiang Zimo raised his glass and gently shook the crystal champagne inside against the light of the crystal lamp.
She seemed to say casually: "This Louis Roederer Cristal champagne can be stored in a dark cellar for twenty or thirty years, but if you peel off the gold paper outside and expose it to the sun for less than fifteen minutes, it will deteriorate. Now.
I can't understand it at all. A wine with such characteristics can be used to symbolize love? And almost celebrities all over the world like to use it to express the purity and sincerity of their feelings when proposing. It's such a huge irony that I can only hide it.
How can it be called love when there is not even a moment of brilliance and brightness in the darkness?"
When she said this, she raised her face and looked intently at the wine in the champagne glass. Her neck was delicate and white, like flawless satin, and her chin had a very graceful curve.
Murong Qingzhen suddenly remembered the time when she was at Fengshan Villa. If he was not there, she would have asked someone to bring wine. Facing the setting sun, she sat alone on the large bay window, alone.
Drink alone and enjoy yourself.
Occasionally, a few times, he just came back, and when he opened the door, he saw her in that posture. Her small body was curled up into a ball, her slender arms hugged her legs, and her long, shiny black hair hung down around her waist.
.
When she saw him coming in, she would turn her drunken face and wave the empty wine glass in her hand towards him. Then, she would wave to him to come over and hug her down.
I once heard someone say that any girl with long, silky hair must also have a very gentle and well-behaved temperament.
But now he almost wanted to scold that person for being ridiculous. Her long hair was so smooth, but such a stubborn character really gave him a headache.
"The more than a month I spent with you was the most painful and difficult time in my life, and it was also the only time I could call happy."
After a long silence, Murong Qingzhen finally spoke.
Jiang Zimo glanced at him, put down the tableware in his hand, and picked up the wine glass at hand.
"Thirty years ago, the richest person in Jiangcheng was named Yao, not Murong. Before my mother married my father, she was Shuyuan, one of the most famous families in the country. She was just twenty years old when she married my father.
.I still have photos of her when she was young. She was so gorgeous. To be honest, I have never seen it in any other girl except you in my life."
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