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Chapter 370: Lose Your Faith

The banquet hall downstairs is very lively, and the quiet atmosphere upstairs is like two worlds.

The noisy atmosphere comes from below from time to time. In this indoor heating night, all senses seem to be slowed down infinitely, like slow motion, becoming slow and slightly suspicious.

The cylindrical crystal lamp's hot and dazzling light screen sieve down, like starlight, falling on the dressing mirror reflecting the cold light.

In front of the mirror, the woman stood there with a little hesitation, her erect figure was more heroic because she was nearly 1.7 meters tall.

The heroic eyebrows moved slightly, which led to the overall facial features. Every frown and frown was all the charming colors of women.

In a blue velvet evening dress, the skirt is slit in half on the thighs. The inclined design not only outlines the beautiful long legs, but also drags the tail of the skirt like a feather leaf to the ground, and underneath is a pair of black slim heels.

Her hair bun was loosely tied to one side with her makeup and curly hair, which was deliberately curled into waves and fell lazily next to her cheeks. The crystal makeup made her heroic spirit fade, showing her feminine charm.

A trance expression appeared in the black and white eyes. Hua Youran looked at the makeup and suddenly forgot how long it had been since she wore a evening dress.

Since she said she was going to join the army, that night, she made up her mind to cut off her long hair that had been growing for five years. That night, it seemed the same. She looked at the flying hair falling in the mirror.

That night, she didn't cry, her face was filled with a confident smile, her eyes were so firm, she was looking forward to the future and had infinite longing for the future, just like every girl who loves to dream.

Making achievements, defending the country, retiring from the army and following the literature, marrying and having children, was the path she should have taken, like all ordinary girls in this world. But when did she betray her faith and become no longer like herself, living like a walking corpse.

Among the three sets of dresses specially sent by Hua's mother, Hua Youran chose this set alone.

As for why I chose this set, I am afraid that only this dress can cover up the imperfection on her body.

As the dress was pulled up, what appeared in the mirror was a hideous scar, as long as a finger. The scar had already disappeared, but there was still a pink red mark left on it. The division between the ankle and the foot was connected to the meridians. As soon as it moved, it seemed that the entire scar became alive.

It was one day after the first year of joining the army. The small army survived in the wild and his teammates were attacked. Hua Youran rushed to rescue him, but accidentally fell into a trap set by the enemy.

There was a sharp branch on it. Hua Youran couldn't remember the process clearly, but he still vaguely remembered the moment after it landed, the bloody flesh on his right instep was blurred, and the tip of the branch almost made her skin burst.

In fact, modern scar removal technology can make up for this regret. Hua's mother mentioned it several times, but Hua Youran shook her head and refused.

She would never forget that she was cold and hungry for a night without food, and the pain in her instep made her sweat. When she was almost about to faint from hunger, the morning light finally revealed the first ray of sunshine, and then, she heard the first call.

That person suddenly appeared in front of him like a god—

At that moment, it seemed as if thousands of golden threads of morning light were projected on him. His handsome and gentle face was like the breeze, like spring returning to the earth, saving all the people, including her.

There is never love for no reason, nor is there any unnecessary love in the world. When every love comes, we are nervous, we panic, we are as pious as believers, we believe it and pray for it, just like the faith we are proud of. Love itself does not make any mistakes.

So, if love itself has no mistakes, am I making a mistake? Ayan...

There was a blur in front of you, Hua Youran's eyes passed through the solid mirror and fell somewhere in the void.

It was like the light was passing by at the same time, back to the past year.

Suddenly closing her eyes, Hua Youran trembled all over her body in pain, and a suffocating feeling came all over, almost destroying her entire body.

She seemed to be standing at the highest point of the tide, waiting for the tide to rise and swallow her. The process was extremely long and seemed to consume her life's energy.

If time can be turned back, then I will never want to meet you again...

Sorry, Ayan, but I never want to meet you again...

"Dongdong--" The knock on the door was accompanied by Hua's mother's ever-soft gentle greeting, "Youran, can mom come in?"

"Please come in--" Hua Youran wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and looked at Hua's mother who was opening the door.

Hua's mother seemed so happy today. She looked like a noble lady all over her body. Even if she wore gold and silver, she could not hide the fragrance of books.

Hua Youran was inexplicably obscure and even sad. They had only one daughter in their lives, but as the only daughter, she did not fulfill her filial piety and kept making her parents suffer.

Because Hua's mother was dying for delivery, she gave birth to Hua You and was declared that the doctor could not reborn. Hua's mother was in love freely when she was young. Both of them spoke out about the scholarly families and famous families, with common interests and hobbies, so they naturally got together. The so-called deep love between husband and wife, Hua's mother was still loving after marriage. Hua's mother could not bear to have Hua's mother suffered and never remarried. She had a daughter in her life, but she didn't know that she would suffer this disaster.

"What are you thinking?" Hua's mother lovingly put on Hua Youran's shoulders, almost circling around Hua Youran, and then praised with satisfaction, "My daughter is just beautiful. Look at how dressed up, my mother won't recognize her." Her eyes fell on Hua Youran's skirt lifting up, and the pink scar was exposed. Hua's mother was stunned, and her eyes flashed with heartache, and then she showed nothing.

"Your dad asked me to come up and call you, saying that almost all the guests were here."

"I..." Hua Youran rushed out, but stopped silently in Hua's mother's tolerant gaze.

"Come on, my child, say some kind of personal words to your mother. Since you came back, my mother has wanted to have a good talk with you several times, but she never finds an opportunity."

He pulled Hua Youran to sit on the bed. Hua's mother stroked the back of her daughter's hand, her eyes full of light that could be confided, "Youran, tell me, are you still unable to let go of the Fourth Young Master?"

"Mom, I--"

"Don't worry, mom understands that when I was young, there were times when I was young, and there were times when I was desperate for love. Everyone had such a period, which was not embarrassing." Before Hua Youran could say anything, Hua's mother cut off her words.

"But Youran, Mom must tell you that those years that have passed will pass by, and we must learn to let go of what we should give up. We cannot just stick to the past. It delays ourselves and makes others bored."

Hua's mother understood that what she said was a bit heavy, but if she didn't say it was a little heavy, I'm afraid Hua Youran would still be persistent in the quagmire and could not get rid of her body. She was like a crazy patient, persistently identifying everything she recognized.

"Mom--" Hua Youran felt as if she was sad, and suddenly threw herself into Hua's mother's arms, crying bitterly, sobbing, unable to cry.

"Cry—" The body of Hua's mother, which had hit hard, went backwards. Hua Youran's crying sound in her arms was like a needle tip, piercing Hua's mother's heart. However, she could only pat Hua Youran's back and comfort her with a voice like a spring breeze and drizzle to care for her, "Cry, cry out all your sadness. After crying, we wipe away the tears and forget him, okay?"

"He already has his own fiancée, and you will also have his own husband in the future. You will all have different life tracks and walk different paths."

"Forgot him and start over, okay?"

"..." Hua Youran sobbed silently, and all the tears were rubbed against Hua's mother. She felt a lot of pain in her heart, but she could not tell her a word to Hua's mother.

Hua's mother simply thought that her daughter was just sad and sad because Huo Xingyan didn't love her. She didn't know how many incredible but terrible things had happened to her daughter in the past few years.

Everyone has a paradise in their hearts, just like everyone has their own yearning and faith in their hearts.

Amid the comfort of Hua's mother, the picture drawn in Hua Youran's mind seemed to be clearer. Getting married and having children, living an ordinary life, can she?

Perhaps this beautiful longing made Hua Youran ignite hope again. She suddenly stood up from Hua's mother's arms and held Hua's mother's hand. Because of her excitement, she was trembling all over, "I... can I?"

"Mom, am I really OK?"

"Of course-" Hua's mother thought she was talking about forgetting Huo Xingyan, "Youran, you heard from your mother that you can, believe in yourself, you can do it!"

"Look at so many young talents downstairs, who will lose to Huo Xingyan? As long as Youran, you are willing, no matter who you like, your parents will help you."

"Mom--" Hua Youran grabbed Hua's mother's hand with force, as if she was holding her only hope tightly. She even grabbed Hua's mother a little painful. Her eyes were staring straight at Hua's mother, and there was a strong light radiating in her black and white eyes, as if the last desperate bet of a dying person.

Hua's mother was a little surprised, but she didn't think much. She just patted Hua Youran's hand comfortably and continued, "Youran, mom, I've contacted a doctor for you. We'll have a scar removal surgery the next day, okay?"

Hua Youran hesitated for a moment, then nodded vigorously and said, "Okay, I'll listen to my damn!"

"This is my good boy-" Hua's mother was happy that Hua Youran thought, and the wrinkles on her face bloomed a little.

"Night Paradise", a famous nightclub in City A, the legendary golden cave that makes people linger.

Huo Rufeng has been spending these two days here, living a life of being drunk and dreaming.

After Fujiwara Ichiro's call that day, Qi Nagagawashima did not call him to assign tasks, but asked him to wait for a while.

As soon as the crisis alarm was lifted, Huo Rufeng was nervous at the beginning and frightened himself, he returned to his usual virtues. As the saying goes, the country is easy to change and his nature is hard to change. In the past two days, Huo Rufeng also made an appointment with some of his usual friends, and he was having fun visiting prostitutes, gambling and playing mahjong in the "Night Paradise", and had long left everything behind.

In the dance floor on the first floor, demons danced around, rock music was deafening, the laughter and scolding of men and women, and the loud sound of the sound could almost lift the roof.

The colorful lights shine on the faces with delicate makeup, wretched or decadent faces, and the bizarre world, as if Pandora's magic box had been opened.

"hi, baby——"
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