For several days, both Yi Xue and Nangong Chenrui and the summer night's memorials were surprisingly peaceful.
Xia Ye lay on his side beside An Yiluo, gently tidying up the hair on her forehead for her, her eyes full of tenderness.
It was like the first ray of sunshine after the rain, although it was not dazzling, but it all gave me peace of mind.
Touching her obviously thin face, Xia Ye's eyes slid into her pain, "Is it only when you fall asleep that I can love you like this..."
However, Ke Ren'er on the bed seemed to be disturbed by him, frowned in displeasure, turned over and got into his arms, holding his waist tightly with his hands.
Xia Ye's body was obviously stunned for a few seconds, then smiled helplessly, "You really make me reluctant to let go!"
Why is the voice so hoarse?
"But Luo'er, I'm sorry, I know you're about to wake up, you must be very reluctant to see me..."
Xia Ye lowered her head and quickly left a light kiss on her forehead, then reluctantly but cruelly took away An Yilu's arm that was placing on his waist and walked out of the room gently.
The sunshine on the afternoon day shone unscrupulously on An Yiluo. An Yiluo slowly opened her hazy purple eyes. She had too severe insomnia these days, so it was noon every time she woke up.
An Yiluo supported her tired body and saw that the bed sheets were slightly wrinkled, and she was stunned. Did the summer night come?
Smelling the obvious fragrance of roses in the air again, An Yiluo affirmed her thoughts even more. But are these useful?
An Yiluo sneered faintly, walked out of the room and saw Cheng Yue not far away, ignored her directly, then went downstairs to Li Na.
"Nana, where is the night?" An Yiluo asked softly.
"I don't know." Li Na looked at An Yiluo and shook her head honestly. "Young Master Ye has always gone out very early recently, only come back in the middle of the night, and sometimes he doesn't come back."
After hearing this, An Yiluo nodded thoughtfully, "That's it... Nana, please be busy!"
"Yes." Li Na turned around and continued her work.
An Yiluo turned around and walked upstairs, Cheng Yue was still standing there, looking at her with great strength, "I know where Mr. Ye is! He must have gone out to find a woman!"
An Yiluo paused suddenly, but her face was extremely calm, "Is that right? That has nothing to do with me."
Then, An Yiluo looked at Cheng Yue mockingly, "Didn't he say he wants to marry you?"
Originally, I wanted to anger her, but An Yiluo's reaction seemed to make Cheng Yue feel very dissatisfied, "What I hate the most is your self-righteous look!"
An Yiluo chuckled coldly, her smile full of contempt, "Whatever you do, and... I am slightly better than you, power, status, and strength!"
Finally, he looked at Cheng Yue who was angry in front of him like a clown, and An Yiluo turned around and entered the room.
After washing up, An Yiluo's cell phone rang immediately, a text message.
"I'll wait for you and come here immediately!" Xia Ye.
An Yiluo frowned and was about to delete the text message when her phone rang again.
"Does Luo'er have time? I want to ask you out." Ling Yupo.
"Okay, where is it?" An Yiluo replied skillfully and quickly.
"Well... I'll pick you up, how about you waiting for me at the door?"
"OK."
After replying to the message, An Yiluo dressed up briefly and then went out.
After standing in front of the villa and waiting for about five minutes, Ling Yupo finally drove over.
"Get into the car!" Ling Yupo said gently.
"Yeah." An Yiluo opened the car door and fastened her seat belt at the same time.
"Take you to a place." Ling Yupo smiled mysteriously.
"Where to go?" An Yiluo asked subconsciously.
"You will know when you arrive." Ling Yupo turned around and drove the car seriously.
The car drove for about forty minutes before reaching its destination, and it seemed to be a very far away place.
After stopping the car, An Yiluo looked at the small wooden house in the rose field in the distance, and couldn't help but wonder, "Your new home?"
Ling Yupo smiled evilly and shook his head, "This is for you."
"For me?" An Yilu was confused.
"Well, you'll know when you go in." Ling Yupo said softly, then walked into the rose field with his hands holding An Yiluo.
Anyi Luo felt uncomfortable being held by him like this, and was just thinking about how to get out, not paying attention to the roses.
"Does Rose like it?" Ling Yupo asked suddenly.
"Yeah, I like it." An Yiluo said lightly. Actually, she likes lavender.
"Just like it." Before he knew it, Ling Yupo had already taken her to the small wooden house.
An Yiluo was about to open the door and go in, but Ling Yupo pulled her over and blocked her eyes from behind.
"Hey, Yu Po, what are you doing?"
"Don't open it, otherwise it will be boring!" Ling Yupo looked at her with his lips pursed.
"Yeah, I understand!" An Yiluo closed her eyes helplessly, but Ling Yupo picked her up and walked into the wooden house.
In his arms, although An Yiluo did not open her eyes, she was struggling for a long time.
After a while, Ling Yupo finally let her go, "Open it."
An Yiluo slowly opened her eyes, and the scene she saw couldn't help but make her completely stunned.
"This is..." The words were blocked in my throat, but I couldn't make any sound.
"Happy birthday, Luo'er!" Ling Yupo stood behind An Yiluo and said softly. The voice was gentle like water and full of magnetism, as if he wanted to melt everything in the world.
"Yu Po, you..." You gave me so much, but I can't give you anything...
Looking at his appearance, Ling Yupo walked up and gently scraped her nose, "Since the day we met, I have left all the photos of you and me, and now I will take them out for you to see.
, Our beautiful moments…”
Looking at the photos posted on the wall, An Yiluo felt her nose sore and tears slid across the corner of her mouth unconsciously.
She looked up at Ling Yupo, he actually remembered her birthday...
Ling Yupo put An Yi in his arms from behind, "Luo'er, how about being with me?"
An Yiluo's body trembled, "Sorry Yu Po, I'm no longer worthy of you..."
Her dignity as a woman has been left with nothing left by Xia Ye.
"Luo'er, I don't care about your past. Really, I swear I love you!"
"But, I don't like you..." An Yiluo said and cried out, slowly breaking away from Ling Yupo's arms, lowering her head, and teardrops as big as beans fell to the ground, "I'm sorry."
Apart from this sentence, she no longer knows what to say.
She is sorry that he has taken care of her meticulously over the past year.
She was sorry for his unique tenderness towards her.
She is sorry for his unfamiliar efforts to her over the past period of time.
She was sorry, he remembered her birthday so clearly.
She's sorry, such a perfect birthday gift he prepared for her...
When it comes to birthday, An Yiluo's heart is filled with sadness. Where is the summer night she loves? Do you know that today is her birthday? Did you go out to find a woman as Cheng Yue said?
The romantic Baisha Bay blew the sea breeze, which made people feel a slight warmth in the infinite coolness.
The waves gently surround the beach and carefully swept away the shells on the beach.
Not far away, at the end of the beach, is a large and overly lavender flower field. Among the flowers, a simple but elegant white villa is located.
Needless to say, it is known that this villa must have been built by some rich family.
As the villa door walked over and entered the villa, it was a huge living room. The living room was very empty. There was a black tee piano in the corner, which reflected the goose yellow light under the glimmer of the crystal chandelier, and in the other corner
, is a seven-layer birthday cake, the first layer of the cake, a girl with orange-red hair happily snuggled in the arms of a flax colored boy.
As I climbed up the stairs, the scene became even more exaggerated little by little.
The stairs were covered with blue witches, leaving only a narrow road, and candles were lit on the handrails.
And the entire second floor is just a room.
A purple crystal bead curtain hangs from the roof to the ground. Next to the floor-to-ceiling bed, the wind blows the white gauze curtain, which makes the room sublime a hint of luxury.
There is a heart-shaped bed between the bead curtain and the window, covered with red roses.
Everything in the villa is perfect and panicking.
But a flax-colored boy stood motionless in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking coldly at the distance. The wind blew his black windbreaker, adding a little desolate beauty to him.
Looking at the decoration of the room, he must be waiting for the woman he loves in this life, but unfortunately this woman has not appeared for a long time...
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t.t This chapter makes Xue Xue's heart break, especially when she thinks of the next chapter, it's even more broken. She's so fucked. My hands are cramped with my phone code. Otherwise, I'll write a little more and forgive me
...Tomorrow, tomorrow!!! Also, please give me a long comment!!!