Tác giả: Joe Mai Dịch máy
How long had it been since she had heard such a slightly hoarse voice A few days, a few months, or a few years?
Such a voice seemed to have once come from the mouth of a devil called Dongfang Mo. However, at that time, his voice was not only hoarse but also old.
The low and hoarse voice tugged at her nerves almost instantly. At the same time, it also tugged at the most painful memories in the depths of her heart... ...
Yan Ru stood there in a daze. No, more accurately speaking, she stood in the arms of this man in a daze. She raised her head slightly and looked at Nian ren in front of her. For a moment, she actually did not know how to answer this question of his.. Or what kind of reaction should she make?
The Earth seemed to have stopped spinning. Even the surrounding sounds had disappeared in an instant. The only place that she could still feel was deep in her heart. At that moment, her heart, which had not completely died yet, was still thumping.
She used to think that five years of time could make her forget about them together
She used to think that five years of busyness could erase everything in the past
She used to think that she had long cultivated to become an immortal and lived in an illusory happy family every day. Not only could she deceive the eyes of others, but she could also deceive her own heart.
She used to think that everything in the past would vanish like smoke, disappearing without a trace with the passage of time
She used to think that the pain and heartache she experienced five years ago would not appear in front of her eyes because she was already dead and reborn. Now, her name was Yan ru.
However, only at this moment did Yan ru realize that her thoughts were wrong, and it was a little too wrong.
What was rebirth after death She had never died, so how could she be reborn?
When she met the devil again, when the suffocating pain came from the deepest corner of her heart, everything in the past appeared clearly in her mind again.
It turned out that the past and painful experiences from five years ago were not illusory. They had always been real and real. In her life force, they had never disappeared. It was just that she deliberately chose to forget them.
No, she had never forgotten them. It was just that she did not want to remember them.
"Yan Ru, " Nan Ke's shout came from the exhibition hall. "Yan Ru, where are you? The host is asking you to speak. "
Nanke's voice woke Yan ru up from her reverie and pulled her back from her reverie.
She quickly regained her rationality and clear mind. Then, she reached out her hands to push away the man who was controlling her body.
"Sir, can you please let go of me? " Yan Ru's voice was calm and steady Her cold gaze landed on Dongfang Mo's face. "although France is a romantic country and Paris is a romantic city, Yan ru is honored to be embraced by this man so warmly. However, now that Yan ru has to go to work, can we contact each other after Yan ru finishes her work? "
"I'll contact you after you're done with your work? " Dongfang Mo seemed to have heard a funny joke He looked down at the woman in his arms. "If you wanted to contact me, why did you wait five years? Why didn't you contact me five years ago? "
Yan Ru was slightly stunned, but she still said indifferently, "sir, I don't know what you're talking about. We just met and we didn't know each other before, so how could I contact you? Isn't your joke a little too humorous? "