Fleeting remember I love you

Chapter 32

sleepless night--

Yan Yixiao hugged the quilt and looked out the window, sitting withered until early morning.

My mind was in a mess all night, I seemed to think a lot, but I didn't seem to think about anything, and I was in a daze.

When it was bright outside the window, she lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and entered the bathroom like a walking corpse, slowly raised her eyes listlessly, and silently looked at the haggard face in the mirror...

Her eyes were a little swollen, because she shed a lot of tears, she didn't want to cry, but she felt so wronged, she couldn't help it!The cracks at the corners of the lips are not very obvious, unless you look carefully, it is not easy to find.The five finger marks on the cheeks have disappeared, but the cheeks are still red and swollen, and the two cheeks are extremely asymmetrical.

who is thisWho is in the mirror?Why is it so pitiful and so strange?
Isn't it just falling in love with someone?Why do you love so hard and so desperately?
Why make yourself so embarrassed?Why let yourself be so wronged in love?Yan Yixiao, why are you so worthless?
Eyes wide open, staring at the miserable and pitiful self in the mirror, watching, big tears slipped out of the eye sockets without warning, my heart hurts so much, so sad...

Don't cry, don't cry, Yan Yixiao, please don't cry, it doesn't matter if he doesn't love you, it really doesn't matter, as long as you love yourself...

right!Love yourself well, let it go, let him go, let everything go...

Taking a deep breath, raising her hand to wipe away the tears on her face, Yan Yixiao pulled herself together and began to wash.

'Knock knock knock'——

Three rhythmic knocks sounded abruptly in the early morning. Yan Yixiao looked at herself in the mirror expressionlessly. Three seconds later, she walked towards the door and gently opened the door. A beautiful and gentle picture The face is imprinted on the eyelids—

"Let's have breakfast together, on the third floor, I'll wait for you!"

There was a gentle smile on Yan Zhuyou's beautiful face, and the moment Yan Yixiao opened the door, a sweet voice sounded softly, and she looked hard at the haggard and embarrassed Yan Yixiao, and then refused to give her a hand. Opportunity to speak or refuse, and once finished speaking, turn around gracefully and walk to the elevator.

Yan Yixiao stood at the door blankly, seemingly calm and self-controlled, but the knuckles of her little fingers holding the doorknob were seriously white, revealing the panic and bitterness she was hiding in her heart...

Two 10 minutes later—

Yan Yixiao came to the restaurant on the third floor and sat across from Yan Zhuyou. The weather was fine today. Early in the morning, the sun poured in from outside the glass wall, shining warmly on her body. Yan Yixiao squinted invisible Squinting her eyes, alleviating the glare of the sun, her heart felt bitter, no matter how bright the sun was, it couldn't warm her heart...

Yan Zhuyou ate breakfast gracefully. The moment Yan Yixiao sat down, she slowly put down the knife and fork in her hand, then took a sip of milk, then slowly raised her eyelids and looked at Yan Yixiao was on the opposite side.

Yan Zhuyou's eyes were indifferent but sharp, and they casually moved back and forth on Yan Yixiao's face, and finally stopped on her right cheek that was still slightly red and swollen——

"Does it still hurt?" Yan Zhuyou's caring tone revealed a hint of ambiguity, a faint sarcasm hidden in the corner of his lips, and he looked at Yan Yixiao with a 'gentle' expression.

Yan Yixiao froze slightly, clenched her hands under the table, tried her best to maintain an expressionless expression, and shook her head silently.

Yan Zhuyou turned sideways, adjusted her sitting posture, and casually wiped her slender hands with a napkin with her eyelids drooping slightly, and said in a calm tone: "Yun Qing explained to me clearly that he drank too much last night. So I went to the wrong room and mistook you for me!"

Yan Yixiao's face was slightly pale, and she remained silent, because she didn't know what else she had to say at the moment.

"Xiaoxiao, the second sister scolded you and beat you last night without knowing the truth. It's because the second sister is too impulsive. Don't blame the second sister, okay?" Yan Zhuyou gently flapped her lower eyelids, Looking meaningfully at Yan Yixiao, whose face was slightly drooping, his tone became more and more gentle, so gentle that it made people's hair stand on end.

Yan Yixiao was very curious about how Luo Yunqing coaxed Yan Zhuyou, so that Yan Zhuyou, who was hysterical like a shrew last night, seemed to be a different person today, so friendly, but also extremely weird...

She didn't sleep all night last night, and Yan Zhuyou also stayed in Luo Yunqing's room all night...

"Don't be angry with the second sister, and don't be angry with Yun Qing. In fact, it's not his fault. No matter who called us two sisters, there are too many similarities between us. I still remember when I was a teenager, my mother told me She often dresses us up as twins, so it's understandable that Yun Qing thinks of you as me when he's drunk, so don't get it wrong!" Yan Zhuyou stared at Yan without blinking, full of sarcasm With Yixiao's dull face, she spoke softly, unhurriedly, her words seemed to be careless, but also seemed to be deliberately emphasized, every word and every sentence felt extremely sharp in Yan Yixiao's ears.

There was an exquisite and delicious breakfast in front of her, but Yan Yixiao didn't have the slightest appetite, she mechanically held the knife and fork, and forced herself to fork a small piece of ham and stuff it into her mouth, it was so bitter...

The bitterness in her mouth is not the bitterness of the food, but the bitterness of her heart, so whatever she eats or drinks is bitter...

From the moment Yan Zhuyou asked her to have breakfast together, she knew that this breakfast would be 'unpalatable', but it turned out that it was even harder to swallow than she imagined.

Yan Yixiao lowered her eyelids, silently chewed the food in her mouth, and silently listened to Yan Zhuyou's hints in and out of the words, her dim eyes were filled with sadness...

"I love him!" Yan Zhuyou suddenly said sadly, turned her eyes to look out of the window, her light tone was full of sorrow: "Xiaoxiao, second sister really loves him, he is my first love The man in the world, he is my first love, I love him more than everything in this world, do you understand?"

When Yan Zhuyou said the last thing, her tone became very anxious and sad, her sharp eyes fixed on Yan Yixiao's disappointed little face, and she asked, "Do you understand?", filled with resentment.

Understand!She understands!This love is not important to her, he... is also her first love...

Speechless and speechless, Yan Yixiao lowered her eyes and mechanically stuffed food into her mouth, eating it as tasteless as chewing wax.

"Yun Qing is too good, warm-hearted and kind-hearted, so many times his over-enthusiasm will cause many women to misunderstand that he has other meanings for them. In fact, that's not the case, it's just because of his helpful character!" Yan Zhu There was a trace of worry about gains and losses on Youmei's face, she gently pulled the corners of her lips, and continued: "I know that many women love him, I know that I have many, many opponents, and I know that loving him is very hard work But I am not afraid of suffering, because I know that he loves me too!"

He loves me too...he loves me too...he loves me too...

There was a repeater in her ears, and she kept repeating Yan Zhuyou's words full of happiness. Finally, Yan Yixiao couldn't eat any more, and put down the knife and fork very lightly, like swallowing poison. Swallowing the food in his mouth hard, his face turned slightly pale.

Yan Zhuyou gently put her hands on her knees, sat with her back straight and dignified and elegant, her sharp eyes stared at every expression of Yan Yixiao without blinking, naturally seeing her sadness and loss in her eyes , pursing her red lips hard, a trace of sadness appeared on Yan Zhuyou's beautiful face, a layer of suspicious mist instantly appeared in her eyes, and she slowly spoke with a slight choke——

"Do you know? Xiaoxiao, I often think that if I lose him one day... then I will definitely not be able to live, because without him, my life is meaningless..."

Yan Yixiao was startled suddenly, her face turned pale instantly, she looked up at Yan Zhuyou with tears in her eyes in astonishment, obviously frightened by Yan Zhuyou's words.

"I'm stupid, right?" Yan Zhuyou smiled wryly at herself, her eyes were full of infatuation and persistence, tears flickered slightly: "I know I'm stupid, but I just love him, I just can't do without him, I can't control my heart, I can't even love him less..."

Yan Yixiao froze, staring at Yan Zhuyou in a daze, unable to say anything, Yan Zhuyou stretched out her hand to grab Yan Yixiao's hand while the iron was hot, her tearful eyes were full of begging and Hope, staring closely at Yan Yixiao's bewildered eyes——

"Xiaoxiao, we are sisters. I know you very well. You are kind and loving. Family is the first in your heart. I know you will not do anything to hurt your relatives, right?"

right……

There was a wry smile in her heart, Yan Yixiao looked deeply at her sister who was equally humble in love in front of her, her throat seemed to be tightly strangled by an invisible hand, which made it painful for her to even breathe...

right!Yan Zhuyou is right!She won't...she can't...

Yan Zhuyou held Yan Yixiao's hand tightly, looked at her with resignation, and said almost in a low voice: "What happened last night was the second sister's mistake, and the second sister apologizes to you, if you hate the second sister for beating you , then you slap me now—”

As she spoke, she grabbed Yan Yixiao's hand and slapped her face. Yan Yixiao was startled, and hurriedly withdrew her hand as if she had been scalded, and subconsciously called out: "Second Sister! I...I didn't angry……"

"Really?" Yan Zhuyou's eyes lit up immediately, and he smiled half relieved and half relieved.

Suddenly thought of a sentence, why do women make things difficult for women!Yan Yixiao looked at the second sister who was also humbled and loved so hard in front of her, and felt even more sad...

Yan Yixiao bit her red lips hard, swallowed the bitterness in her mouth, and nodded indiscriminately: "...En."

"That's good, then I'm relieved!" Seeing Yan Yixiao nodding, Yan Zhuyou seemed to have received some kind of guarantee, and immediately heaved a sigh of relief, raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, and spoke in a lighter tone , smiled and said: "Xiaoxiao, do you still remember? Four years ago we worked together to save Yun Qing, maybe this is fate, you know I am most afraid of seeing blood, but in order to save him, I even suffered from haemorrhage Overcome, so my love with him must be destined, are you right?"

"En." Yan Yixiao lowered her face slightly, tried her best to pull out a forced smile, and nodded her heartbroken.

"You were also responsible for saving him back then. He has always been very grateful to you in his heart, so he has always treated you as his own sister all these years, do you understand Xiaoxiao?" Yan Zhuyou's words were like needles hidden in cotton, obviously so gentle and sweet, But every word and every sentence pierced Yan Yixiao's heart.

"En." It seemed that she didn't know what else to say besides nodding her head and saying 'en'.

I don't know why I put myself in such an unbearable situation. She is so tired. After she came back, she has been so tired. She doesn't know when she started to go wrong. Every time she faces her second sister, she is full of jealousy and hatred. She felt so wronged by the accusing gaze, it wasn't her fault, it really wasn't her fault...

When I fell in love with him, he wasn't my second sister's boyfriend...

She didn't mean to make the second sister sad, didn't she mean to destroy them, can she admit her mistake?She doesn't like him anymore, okay?
I like him...it's really painful...

(End of this chapter)