Chapter 13 Ten Years of Broken Dreams

Bai Shu'an and Luo Hanfeng took the elevator to the third floor. Sun Wentao had already waited at the door of the elevator. Seeing that he was in a mess, she was safe and sound. She was a little surprised and said, "Oh, does this rain also have eyes? When you see a beautiful woman, you will naturally avoid it..."

Bai Shu'an smiled awkwardly. Luo Hanfeng said, "It's just because the beautiful woman runs too fast that the rain can't catch up."

Sun Wentao led the way in front of him. He turned around and mysteriously squeezed his eyes at her. Bai Shu'an only felt trembling all over. Inexplicably, he felt a feeling of "nothing to do, treacherous or thief", so he followed him from afar.

The name of this restaurant is "Yi Jiangnan". Although the decoration is a combination of Chinese and Western, the name of each box adopts the word name, which is full of Chinese classical flavor. Along the way, butterfly love flowers, like a dream, Yu Meiren...

When passing by the box "Moshanghua", a waiter happened to enter from the corner of the door with a tray full of dishes.

Bai Shu'an's eyes inadvertently turned the direction of opening the door, and clearly saw the warm scene in the box, which was like a bolt from the blue in an instant.

That figure, even if it's just a side, even if it's just a faint smile, a subtle expression, a soft word, she can recognize it. Yes, it's him - Du Ruomin, but at this time, his shoulder is leaning against another woman. Although he can only see half of his face, the skin on that half of his face is as clear as snow and red lips. She is charming. With just one glance, I know that she is definitely looking at the city and then looking at the country...

It turns out that her hope, her dream, she has been thinking that her own love for more than ten years is all fantasy. He has never said he likes it to himself. Think about it carefully, it's really not...

Now the door of the box of Mo Shanghua has been closed. Obviously, the people inside are immersed in their own world and are unaware of all the changes outside. So what should she do? At this moment, Bai Shu'an felt that she did not have the courage to rush in and question him, and could not accept the cruel reality that many years of dreams collapsed in an instant. ... She just stood still stubbornly, and her mind was blank.

Luo Hanfeng turned around and looked at her in astonishment. She was a little unbelievable. No matter how Sun Wentao shouted, she didn't hear it at all.

She is like a puppet who suddenly loses consciousness, leaving only a cold body. She doesn't know how she moved to the box and how to continue the next dinner...

Anyway, she didn't listen to a word they said. She only knew that Ying Liu's figure kept shaking in front of her, and Sun Wentao's wine glass kept emptying with her... It seemed that her world had become chaotic at the moment she saw Du Ruomin, and she could no longer tell the direction...

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When Bai Shu'an woke up, she found herself lying in a four-cornered white lacquered Western-style wood**, with a round curved backrest board on her drow, carved with symmetrical pink wreaths on it. Looking around the four walls, five petals of flowers on the plain white wallpaper are evenly and peacefully open, half-walled white wardrobes and half-walled bookcases. Place it on both sides of the window in an orderly manner. Yes, it's her own room!

Confirm that everything is fine! But they had a splitting headache, so they had to plunge back into the pillow. Turning around, her hands seemed to touch a smooth body. Her heart sank and she opened the covered quilt in panic. She saw that Yingliu's hair was messy, half** body, and she was sleeping soundly, and a hanging heart was put down again!

Why is this dead girl here? Why does her head hurt so much? Why... She remembered, because of the wine, because she saw it in "Yi Jiangnan" last night... So she woke up Yingliu desperately: "Jiang Yingliu, wake up, wake up!"

"Auntie, haven't you had enough trouble last night? It's not easy for me to fall asleep. Can you let me sleep again?" Ying Liu pushed her hand away, grabbed the quilt and buried her face in it to continue to sleep.

"Tell me what happened last night. Hurry up, or go back to your room to sleep." Bai Shu'an shouted as she tickled her through the quilt.

Yingliu was tortured so much that she laughed and jumped up and grabbed her hand. Anyway, the sleepy bug was driven away, so she had to talk to her: "Oh, what can you do? Just keep drinking and drinking until two o'clock in the morning, and then we worked hard to transport you home and then go to bed!" That's it, it's gone!"

Looking at her suspicious look, Ying Liu added, "It's really gone!" I just didn't see that you usually pretend to be gentle and quiet. You play so crazy. Aunt Man only left for a day, and you got yourself drunk... If Brother Ruomin knew this, he wouldn't know what to do..."

"I didn't do anything strange after I was drunk, did I?" Bai Shu'an's eyes widened, hesitant but eagerly looked at her.

"No." Ying Liu stretched out a long lazy waist and turned his head to look at her lazily. " By the way, are you familiar with Luo Hanfeng?"

"I'm not familiar with it. I've only seen it a few times. What's wrong?" Through Ying Liu's suspicious and ambiguous eyes, Bai Shu'an intuitively felt a strange wind blowing through her heart, which made her heart confused.

"Then you are really drunk and unconscious, saying so many strange things to a half-baked person." Ying Liu suddenly imitated her drunken tone and said stingyly, "Why are you so kind to me... Since you don't have me in your heart at all... I don't want to be your sister..."

"Jiang Yingliu, what else did you say that nothing happened?" Bai Shu'an suddenly screamed, and her body came out of the quilt. "Why don't you stop me? You should cover my mouth. Even if you tie me up, tie me directly home."

Yingliu's imitation show is still going on.

Bai Shu'an couldn't listen anymore. She quickly covered her face with a quilt. She felt that the blood all over her body was pouring into her face, and her face was hot and red. She couldn't wait to find a hole to get in immediately. As she slapped Ying Liu with her pillow, she shouted to shut her mouth.

In order to avoid the flying pillow from the chase, Ying Liu had to jump under the bed with a smile, and there was no time to wear the shoes: "Speaking of which, your method is really good. Why didn't I expect this method of pursuing men? I spit out the truth after drinking, haha... What do you think that Luo Hanfeng will think of you? But he is really a gentleman. No matter what you say or do, he just looks at it with a smile. If you ask him to carry you home, he will carry you obediently. He is about to leave, and you are still holding it, saying that you go away, go far away, and don't come back again..."

"Crazy, crazy, I must be crazy... I can't see anyone again in the future, ah..." She shouted and kept beating her chest, "Why should I get drunk? Why should I go to that damn place."

"Actually, you don't have to think too much about it. Anyway, Luo Hanfeng is probably on his way back to Yuncheng now. You won't see him again in the future, so don't feel ashamed..."

"Dead appearance, don't say it earlier." Bai Shu'an showed her head from the wrapped quilt and asked her with only a little hope, "Did you lie to me just now? You must have lied to me. I didn't say those words?"

"Well, you don't want to admit it, just think I lied to you. Don't worry, I'll keep it a secret."

Yingliu got dressed and looked at the wall clock on the wall. It was already 12 noon and shouted, "No, I have an appointment for dinner at noon. I'll go first, honey. If you want to sleep, you can go. If you want to continue to be crazy, you can go crazy. Goodbye!" After saying that, he disappeared at the end of the door like a gust of wind.

Bai Shu'an lay back in bed again, closed her eyes, and her mind was at a loss, muddle-headed, as if she was awake.

When he opened his eyes again, he found that Du Ruomin didn't know when he stood at the door. His face was full of smile. Although he was a casual casual clothes, he was still elegant. He used to be like a tree Zhilan. Wherever he stood, it turned into a painting, engraved in her heart, and it was like the breeze of a secluded valley, wis of fragrance for her. To be sad, in my memory, everything is beautiful.

But at this moment, the picture in her eyes gradually became blurred, and the scene of last night was integrated into her mind. She began to be unable to distinguish the beautiful pictures he once made for her, which were true and which were false?

He came over and sat at the head of her bed, reaching out to touch her forehead, but she subconsciously turned her head and just avoided his touch. There was disbelief, trembling and suspicion in his eyes, but in the end, they were calmly restrained and turned into warmth. I met Ying Liu at the door just now. She said that you were drunk last night. Now you must have a headache. Why..."

"I saw it!" She didn't allow herself to sink into his boundless tenderness and interrupted him, "That woman?" Afraid that she would never say it without saying it now, she summoned up her courage and asked him the question she had asked thousands of times in her heart, "Who is she?"

A trace of tremor condensed in his eyes and gradually turned into sadness, swallowing up the warmth on his face little by little. He stood up stiffly, turned his back, and clenched his open palm into a fist.

How Bai Shu'an hoped that he could gently explain to her as in the past that you misunderstood that it was just a scene, and then give her a smile like a spring breeze. Even if she scolded him fiercely or left a shiver on her head, she would be ecstatic. But he didn't have any explanation. He told her with his cold back that what she saw was everything.

"Do you like her?" With her last strength, she finally asked this question cruelly, which was the answer she had most eagerly got from him, "I like you", but now the object of the answer is no longer her. What a pathetic and pitiful fate!

"I'm sorry!" It was a long time later that he spit out these three words heavily from his lips. His elegant body seemed to be suddenly traumatized and lost his center of gravity. When he faced her, he staggered and could only lean weakly against the bookshelf by the window. His originally warm face was gloomy.

It seemed that endless sadness gathered to her chest, and the pain made her internal organs bleed. Bai Shu'an couldn't bear to look at him again. For more than ten years, they were on the stage. Although they were only immersed in each other's dance, she had long been used to this kind of life. Thinking that that was the friendship between them, she always thought that the tacit understanding and frankness of the two had reached the point of invincibility, and nothing could make each other suspicious, but the reality was not like this.

"No, you didn't feel sorry for me." She suppressed her tears and laughed at herself, "It's me, it's always been my problem. I know that you are kind to me, just take care of me as a sister. As if she must persuade herself to believe it, she said over and over again, "It's my problem, my problem." Suddenly, she lost the courage to ask any questions. She was afraid that the next answer would defeat her last line of defense. Fortunately, he just stood silently in front of the window without saying a word.

"You go. I have a headache. I want to sleep." She covered her face with a quilt in order not to look at him anymore.

I don't know how long he stood after that, I don't know when he left and how he left... She only felt that things came too suddenly, and she suddenly turned around and everything changed.