Chapter 46 Not interested in things that others have used
The faint fragrance of flowers lingered in my nose, and a familiar yet unfamiliar figure stood in the center of the stone steps, carrying the feeling in my memory, but the youthfulness of that time had faded away. The originally smiling eyes were filled with a hint of sadness, much more
There was a hint of haze, and his eyes were locked tightly on her figure, never leaving her for a moment.
Slowly moving forward, with the throbbing in her memory, she walked towards him, the man she had walked side by side with a long time ago. When he saw An Yayu walking towards her, there was no doubt that his heart was trembling slightly.
He thought she would run away.
She passed him and walked towards the pot of perfume lily that caught her eye. An Yayu liked this kind of beautiful existence, but she didn't dare to try it easily because she didn't know how to take care of it. The pink petals were delicate and delicate, and white surrounded them lightly.
The faint pink presence is like a guardian. The delicate stamens are beautiful in it, passing by with the wind, gently brushing the waist, taking away a little trembling.
It's easy to touch and leave, but you can't forget the familiar veins under your fingertips. This pot of perfume lily is an existence that Anyayu is very familiar with, but she didn't expect to see it now. She couldn't help but touch it gently with a hint of warmth.
Following its veins, it is engraved in my heart bit by bit.
The fusion of flowers and beauties makes the beauties more beautiful. Real people are more delicate than flowers. A trace of nostalgia flashed in Ran Tianze's eyes, and there was also a hint of guilt, "Yayu, do you still hate me?"
Hate? Why should she hate him... Suddenly, An Yayu wanted to laugh, because she actually saw such an arrogant person, so arrogant that she felt disgusted, "Ran Tianze, I have nothing to do with you, why?
Do you want to hate you?" She smiled peacefully and indifferently.
An Yayu's chatter and rhetorical question made Ran Tianze pause for a moment, but in a flash he also confirmed his thoughts, "Because you said at the beginning that you would do everything possible to retaliate against me. Isn't this your revenge?"
Now Anyayu was really a little dizzy, because there was no such thing in her memory at all. Besides, revenge? Why should he. Since it didn't exist in her memory, Anyayu classified all this as Ran Tianze's nonsense.
On the Eighth Road, after all, she really has no interest in revenge. "Whatever you say, I'm not interested in you anyway, let alone revenge on you."
There was a trace of indifference in her words, as if he was just an insignificant person, just a stranger. He remembered that he felt regretful because of the showdown with her, but her text message made him put the last words into his mind.
She couldn't bear to be abandoned. Maybe this was her fate, but when he saw her marrying his cousin out of revenge for him, he really couldn't bear it. "If you just cost me your life just for revenge, really."
It’s not worth it.”
"Are you annoyed? I told you that the matter between Haoqian and I has nothing to do with you." His last bit of patience was driven away by his words. Is there something wrong with this man's head? She didn't know his relationship with Ran Haoqian at all.
Well, although everyone is named Ran, they are not the only ones with the surname Ran.
Ran Tianze instantly became quiet, and An Yayu was quiet for a while, but he squatted in front of him in a blink of an eye, "Yayu, do you still remember this pot of perfume lilies? You said you liked it, so I bought it and took care of it carefully.
, just because you like it. Even though we were separated at that time, I never abandoned it."
She always felt that there was something in Ran Tianze's words, but even after racking her brains, An Yayu didn't understand what this guy was thinking, "Ran Tianze, people don't tell secrets, and I, An Yayu, don't like to guess the meaning of other people's words.
"This is the difference between him and Ran Haoqian. At least Ran Haoqian will say what he thinks directly, unlike him who is annoying to death with his chattering. By the way, do you really know what Ran Haoqian is thinking? What he is thinking is... well... he can't
explain.
As if feeling a little helpless, Ran Tianze looked steadily at An Yayu in front of him, looked firmly into her eyes and said: "Yayu, if I say that I still like you, you..." Before he could finish his words, but...
When he saw the figure behind An Yayu, he stopped talking in vain.
Although Ran Tianze hadn't finished his words, An Yayu could already feel the irritation in her heart. This time when she saw him staring behind her, she couldn't help but look behind her. It wasn't Ran Haoqian as she had imagined, but Zhang Xiaolin as she had expected.
At this time, she was glaring at the two people in front of her, her face with exquisite makeup was horribly distorted, "An Yayu, this is how you treat me. Tianze is my husband, and you shamelessly seduced him."
This time An Yayu finally saw what it means to confuse black and white. She saw with one of her eyes that she was seducing Ran Tianze. If she was in that mood, she might as well go to Ran Haoqian. He was much better than this man no matter what. Unknowingly, she always had the eyes in front of her.
Comparing the scumbag with Ran Haoqian, I wonder how Ran Haoqian would feel if he knew about it.
Patting the non-existent dust on her hands, An Yayu stood up calmly and looked at Zhang Xiaolin with a hint of disdain, "I'm not like you. I'm not interested in things that others have used. So please take good care of your husband.
Don’t let him bother me, okay?”
She could clearly hear the sound of gnashing of teeth in her ears, but An Yayu was too lazy to pay attention to it. She was such a boring woman. Her man didn't like her, so she blamed others. The words of Zhang Xiaolin and Ran Tianze came from behind, but An Yayu was too lazy to pay attention.
, without the interruption of these two people, this place is really not interesting at all.
Walking towards the hall, she met a wall of flesh at the corner, or to be more precise, she was held in someone's arms. Smelling the scent that belonged exclusively to Ran Haoqian, An Yayu felt relieved from the depression in her heart. She was so excited just now.
It almost suffocated her to death.
Holding An Yayu in his arms, Ran Haoqian felt that his mood became happy when he saw that she did not reject his embrace and seemed to be enjoying it. He was very angry when he saw that the two people dared to stop her.
Rubbing her chest with a familiar smell, An Yayu raised her head and looked at Ran Haoqian's resolute chin. It was so perfect that both humans and gods were angry. She secretly slandered Ran Haoqian's appearance. An Yayu didn't notice that when she was staring at him, Ran Haoqian smiled slightly.
He lowered his head and actually kissed her earlobe, or rather, licked it gently.
A slight tingling kept coming from her ears. An Yayu wanted to avoid this ambiguous move, but Ran Haoqian left early. However, before leaving, an ambiguous word came to her.
She was held in place by the power of those words, and her cheeks were visibly blushing. She wanted to find a crack in the ground to bury her, but now the only place she could bury her was in Ran Haoqian's arms. An Yayu wanted to cry.
Lowering her head without tears, she really wanted to cry because Ran Haoqian was so bad!
She actually said in An Yayu's ear, "Don't worry, I've never been used by anyone, so you can feel free to ask for it."
