Murong Xueyuan, who was taken away by Murong Xuening, got out of the car before she got home. It was still half an hour's journey from here to home, which was not close, but she wanted to go on like this. Murong Xuening seemed to know that Murong
Xue Yuan could only sigh about the matter in her heart, and could not offer any comfort.
Love has always been the saddest relationship since ancient times. Murong Xuening had no right to say whether she was in love or not. Originally, the two of them were walking slowly, and the driver followed them in a car. They walked without saying a word, and it seemed that
Very quiet.
Murong Xueyuan wanted to be alone, but Murong Xuening refused and still stubbornly stayed by her side. After receiving a phone call, Murong Xuening had to tell the driver to keep an eye on Murong Xueyuan, and she had to go
Deal with tough things.
If it was Murong Xuening, Murong Xueyuan would still be hard to dismiss, but as for the driver, after Murong Xueyuan's repeated requests, she was finally the only one left in her world. At night, because every household was celebrating the New Year, there were no people on the road.
, but it also gave her the peace she wanted.
When passing by a park, looking at the faint light inside, Murong Xueyuan looked at the stone chairs not far away, and thought for a while that she should go there and sit and rest for a while. High heels are no better than flat shoes, and they will always get tired after wearing them for a long time.
Qiu Yan kept driving and followed Murong Xueyuan's car. When he saw the two sisters getting out of the car and walking, he also kept driving. Seeing Murong Xueyuan's sad look, he felt remorse and pain in his heart. As for regrets?
He knows that if he is asked to choose again, he will still choose this way.
Murong Xuening left... but Qiu Yan only had Murong Xueyuan in his eyes, so he didn't care. But when the driver drove away, Qiu Yan could no longer follow silently. He parked the car aside, and Qiu Yan
Going in the direction of Murong Xueyuan, I saw her entering the park from a distance.
A girl went to the park late at night? A flash of disapproval flashed in Qiu Yan's eyes, but she could only follow, at least he was there. When Qiu Yan approached, she had already sat down on the stone chair, lowering her head slightly.
Her appearance made it impossible to see her face or what she was thinking.
Slowing down her pace, Qiu Yan's tall figure under the street lamp, the shadow lengthened...and covered her body. There was no sound of crying, only the calmness as always, the sharp edges of the objects in the clenched hands.
Broken her palm.
Sitting down next to her, Qiu Yan's hands were about to move, but remained still. She knew there was someone beside her, and she also knew who that person was... She looked up at the person beside her, although there were tears in her eyes,
There were no tears on her face. Looking at Qiu Yan in front of her, Murong Xueyuan's hands clenched tighter and tighter, "Since you are not coming back, then please don't provoke me."
She is very fragile. She is afraid that she will not be able to choose to let go again. She has already chosen with all her strength, so this time, don't provoke her. She no longer has the strength to let go.
"I'm worried about you!" Each word, with distress and apology, fell on Murong Xueyuan's heart, and at the same time it opened up her memory. They were so in love in the past, and what they thought would last forever turned into a moment of youth.
, quickly slipped away like quicksand between fingers and ceased to exist.
She didn't dare to look at his face anymore. She was really afraid that she would become addicted. Don't look at her with that look, otherwise she would really be like a drowning person trying to hold on to this lifebuoy. She would bury her face in her legs.
For a moment, only darkness remained in his tightly closed eyes, "I don't need your worries, and don't tell me nonsense about not being lovers or friends. I'm not that generous..."
His originally heavy heart, for some reason, gave rise to a helpless smile after her words. And he did not reject his true intention. He smiled when he wanted to, "Okay, okay, I know Xiaoyuan's measure.
Xiao, please stop crying, okay? You cry and make my heart hurt..."
"Then it will hurt you to death!" There was a coquettish voice, but it brought a feeling that surprised both of them, as if they had returned to the past. Unfortunately, the past could only be the past. A dark color slipped through their eyes, and no matter how much they missed it, it was still the past.
.
Looking up at Qiu Yan beside her, no matter how uneasy she felt, Murong Xueyuan still gritted her teeth and asked: "You have to give me an explanation for leaving five years ago, and you have to make me understand until you die. You can't just do that.
Leave without saying anything."
Murong Xueyuan shouted that last sentence from the bottom of her heart. She was unwilling to be abandoned for no apparent reason! Her love was not favored, but she persisted. But in the end, she was the only fool who persisted.
, what can she do? She lives happily every day, but who knows those memories of hers?
In the end, Qiu Yan still couldn't hold back the longing in his heart. He held her in his arms with both hands, and his tightly closed arms hugged her delicate body like steel, as if as soon as he let go, she would
As if disappearing. A crack appeared on the cold face that had remained unchanged for many years. The pain and pity coexisting eyes stared at the black hair in front of him, "I'm sorry! I shouldn't have left like that!"
"What I want is not sorry!" What she wants is the answer, the answer to her abandonment, the answer to his leaving, the answer to her pain for so many years, and the answer to why he still holds her. Since he has left, why does he still hold her?
Want to give me warmth? Don’t you know that as long as you feel the warmth, it is difficult to choose to leave? Qiu Yan, you are so cruel!
Kissing her hair, the faint fragrance was still the same as before. As if she was bewitched, Qiu Yan's kisses fell delicately on her hair, her forehead, her face... her fair skin had a slight blush.
, it looked tired, but in his eyes, it became a temptation...
Holding her lips in his mouth, it was as if he was tasting the most beautiful existence in the world. All the tenderness was intertwined in the kiss between the two...
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At the banquet that was coming to an end, Ran Susu, a member of the Ran family, changed from her cold demeanor in the lounge, and was walking anxiously among the crowd. A pair of slightly anxious eyes kept passing through the crowd, but she never found the one.
People who make her nervous.
"Are you leaving again?" He lowered his head in despair. No one knew that Ran Susu, who had always been cold and disliked dealing with people, actually had someone in his heart for a long time, but that person... did not have her in his heart.
Heavy, she never likes to care too much, so her relationship with her parents, brothers and sister-in-law is not very good. Because of this, she rarely interacts with her family.
It was an accident that she met him, but even after so many years, she still couldn't get into his heart. Will such a cold person stay for herself? He is her boyfriend, but he is just a boyfriend.
People know that a boyfriend is only between two people.
