"Ah?" Xiao Li turned around and drove over?

"Change and go back to Liuyuan!"

A hoarse voice sounded in the clear and hoarse voice, and the shadows of trees outside the car window lit up on his clear outline. In an instant, the color in the black eyes was as deep as the sea.

“…Yes, the fourth young master!”

After a moment of silence, Xiao Li turned the steering wheel, and then drove back along the original track.

On the other end, the woman who was leaving Huo Xingtao seemed to feel something and turned sideways.

In sight, a black Maybach was slowly driving away and blending into the dark colors of the night.

Hua Youran's eyes flashed, and a trace of serene flowed through the bottom of her pupils, silently.

"Youran?" Huo Xingtao called out in confusion and looked along her gaze.

The black car body had already turned around at the intersection and disappeared into the row of trees.

A name flashed through my mind, and Huo Xingtao's handsome face suddenly sank, as if even the corners of his lips were twitching.

"Youran, he—" staring at Hua Youran's unpretentious appearance, Huo Xingtao couldn't help but scold him.

"Brother!"

The words that were about to continue were interrupted. Hua Youran looked at him with bright eyes, and there was a hint of alienation on his body, "It's already late, I should leave. Brother, don't send me, go back early!"

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the white car parked at the intersection.

Behind him, Huo Xingtao couldn't help clenching his fists, his thick eyebrows frowned, and he watched Hua Youran's back as he left, a depressed anger erupted from him.

Not far away, behind the shadow of the tree, a white figure hid behind the trunk. Seeing this scene, the fingers grasping the trunk couldn't help but pinched them into the bark.

"No one wants to destroy my happiness, otherwise I want you to die!"

The moonlight shone on her beautiful face. At this moment, the usually gentle face was twitching, and a hint of cruelty flashed in her almond eyes.

Stay in the garden and the night is about to stop.

The thick curtains enveloped the floor-to-ceiling windows, excluding the sky, leaving only the darkness of a room and the faint light of a wall lamp.

At the head of the bed, the soft light of the wall lights scattered, and photos were thrown at the head of the bed.

One of them fell to the ground from above, the woman's heroic face was hidden under a military cap. She was wearing a green military uniform and smiling brilliantly in the glory of her newborn rising sun.

There is also the time for the photo to be taken below, which was six years ago.

In the dim corner of the bedroom, Huo Xingyan sat in a circle chair, rubbing his eyebrows. He lowered his eyes, his rose-colored lips were pursed tightly, and a trace of depression floated out of him.

There is another stack of photos at hand. But the difference is that the scene in this stack of photos is in a banquet.

On the platform, the woman held a goblet and greeted the guests. Her curly shoulder-length black hair scattered on her white and tender shoulders. The face with perfect makeup was missing, but there was no expression.

There is another picture where a woman and another man were dancing on the dance floor. At that freeze, her heroic and sarcastic side face happened to pass by the man.

The photographer selected the angle very well, and appropriately reflected every expression of the woman in detail.

At three o'clock in the morning, the room was silent, and all living things and humans were resting as soon as possible. He tossed and turned for another hour and stood up again.

At this moment, he felt a split headache in his arms.

He pinched the bones of the nose and leaned against the cushion behind him. The entire conversation just now came to his mind again.

She is not dead, she is back alive!

For him, he should have been happy about this news, but he was inexplicably unable to be happy.

Five years, a full five years.

When she was on the mission, she blocked the shot for him and had a heavy bullet in her left chest. The rescue was ineffective and she was declared dead on the spot.

He took her body back and was driven out by the Hua family.

At that time, he did not attend her funeral, but when the ashes entered the tomb, he stood in the distance and watched her be buried.

At that moment, my heart was ashamed.

With guilt and shame towards her, he retired from the army and went to business.

At that time, almost no one was optimistic about him. The Huo family was a big family, and he was the descendant who gave the most expectations of the Huo family. However, he chose another path.

It was because when he dreamed at night, he always dreamed that she was covered in blood and that she died for him.

And now, he might be happy because she is still alive, but he avoids her and dares not even see her.

Rubbing his temples that were painful, he nestled in the chair and buried himself in the dark darkness for a long time, without making any sound.

The night fades away, and the morning light rises.

The thick curtains slowly separated the sides. He stood at the floor-to-ceiling window and almost stabbed his eyes by the early sunlight.

Slowly, waiting for the tingling feeling to fade, he slowly opened his eyes and converged to the mountains not far away, and the winding highway became clearer in his sight.

He stood at the floor-to-ceiling window, watching the fiery red gradually rise, climbing up to the sky in the east, and then the sky slowly brightened, and there was a noise, which began to sound below. In the distance in his sight, vehicles slowly drove in the distance, just like a black dot.

He just watched, stood, stood, watched, until the rising sun rose, and the sun shone brightly all over the ground.

On the head of the bed, the pictures blew down, and the smile like flowers and jade, just like the bright and shiny colors in my memory, will never fade.

In early September, the temperature in the city A has dropped a lot.

The sun shines directly on the floor-to-ceiling windows of the entire building, as if covered with layers of gold and powder.

The headquarters of Fengxing Group is located in a city where every inch of land is valuable. The city's traffic flow is like a terrifying monster, dominating the central part of the city.

In the hall, the marble floor that can be seen can almost shine with people's shadows, and the footsteps of high heels come, ringing the marble porcelain surface.

The revolving glass door was pushed away by a slender and powerful arm. As soon as the front desk lady raised her head, she felt a gust of fragrant wind rushing towards her.

In front of her, the woman took off her sunglasses and buckled the counter in front of her, "Hello, I want to find your president!"

A head of curly and lazy black and shoulder-length hair scattered on her cheeks. Her skin was not fair, and there was a sense of heroism between her eyebrows and eyes. Even her words and actions also had a domineering aura that was high above and unrejectable.

The front desk lady was slightly stunned and then asked, "Hello Miss, do you have an appointment?"

"Appointment?" Hong Li said softly and asked, "I didn't make an appointment, but your president will definitely meet me!"

She was confident that the front desk lady dared not question it, and in their position, she must have a wink first.

Therefore, she looked at the woman and asked, "Hello, what's your name?"

"Me?" The woman's red lips slightly raised, and a hint of compassion flashed between her heroic eyebrows, "Tell him, I am Hua Youran!"

In the president's office, there is a trace of the essential oil of lavender floating in the air, sometimes mixed with the fragrance of magnolia.

Behind the desk, a figure was nestled in a leather seat, flipping through the documents with one hand, and the pen in his hand had already fallen on the desktop.

All the words on the file have become fonts of ants, and his mind has no idea where he has floated.

The fragrance of lavender essential oil is very suitable for treating and soothing nerve pain. Feng Mi likes this smell very much, and at some point, Huo Xingyan gradually fell in love with this smell.

The sunlight reflected from behind the floor-to-ceiling window, hitting his clear face. On the clear face, a pair of clear eyes fell on the focus. There was a dark color surging inside, which was quite complicated.

A phone call sounded in the inside line, and Huo Xingyan came over and picked up the microphone.

The secretary's voice was particularly clear, but he couldn't help but hold the end of the microphone. "President, there is a Miss Hua Youran at the front desk downstairs who wants to see you!"

“…”

"President?"

After pursing his dry lips for a long time, he found his voice, "Let her come up!"

"Okay CEO!"

"Dongdongdongdong--" The office door was knocked.

He sat upright behind the desk, and the pen in his hand slid down, but he could not get the signature down.

Staring at the door, Huo Xingyan felt his eyes sore and astringent feeling surged from his throat.

Especially, the moment I saw that person with my own eyes.

"Please come in--"

The door was pushed open and a tall and slender figure walked in.

She was wearing British style clothing, short-sleeved trousers, and a pair of flat-heeled boots underneath. This clean and neat outfit was just like that of the past.

She was among a group of boys, but she was the first to climb up the tall mound, and then stood there and pinched her waist and shouted at the people below, "Boys, I have the affair with me!"

Hua Youran, who was flying with her eyebrows and eyes, was a memory of his green years, vivid and vivid.

But, it seems that there is something different!

Perhaps it was because the short hair that had been grown and thick curly hair that had been permed into big waves, or perhaps there was a hint of lazy and charming look between the eyebrows and eyes.

Anyway, she is indeed back!

The sunlight penetrates the floor-to-ceiling windows, and mottled falls on the wooden floor.

He sat behind the desk, wearing a black suit and tie, just like an elite successful person in the mall.

She was wearing a capable short-sleeved trousers, but she looked lazy and looked like a woman. She was still heroic, but she looked more like a woman.

Five years later, they met again, but they were no longer the 'brothers' in their memory who were wearing green military uniforms, hooked up side by side, chatting and chatting.

Whether it is identity or change, it shows that the memory is gone.

The door was closed and all noise was rejected.

Huo Xingyan did not make any sound, and Hua Youran did not make any sound either. They were all looking at each other quietly, looking for each other's shadows back then.

"Ayan..."
Chapter completed!