Love is like melting

Chapter 316
The meeting place was in a private teahouse, and the wanton fragrance of tea wafted under the nostrils as soon as they entered the door.

The waiter in a cheongsam led her to the box, and when she was in the corridor, she received a call, and the person on the other end of the phone seemed to ask if she was awake.

"I woke up a long time ago. The editor said that someone wants to buy the film and television copyright of "The Rest of My Life". If I insist on coming over, I will come over and show my face. This place is quite close to your office. Let's have lunch together later."

Rufeng lowered his head and concentrated on talking on the phone, and didn't notice someone coming in front of him, so he bumped into him unexpectedly, and the phone in his hand was knocked flying and fell to the ground.

"I'm sorry!" She apologized hastily, before she had time to look at the other party, she bent down to pick up the phone, intending to move on.

The wrist was suddenly grasped by the cold temperature, and a huge force dragged her back.

Turning around, he suddenly bumped into a pair of clear eyes, and his handsome face was close at hand.

"I've already said I'm sorry, Mr. Trouble let me go." She looked at him calmly, with a faint smile on her lips.

It was hard to hide the surging waves in Qingyou's eyes, looking at her in disbelief, thousands of words were choked in his throat, and when he spoke, he only melted into three words: "—— Huo Yimo!"

The black and white pupils suddenly tightened, his expression changed slightly, his red lips were slightly drawn, and his voice was calm and light, "You, know me?"

Qing Mou stared intently at the face in front of her that had faded from childishness and changed from youthful and cute to delicate and charming, as if trying to capture the slightest change of emotion from her calm expression.

No.

On her face, nothing can be caught in her eyes, only the alienation and doubts of strangers!
"Sir... Sir..." Si Fengdai frowned slightly, seeing that he had been silent for a long time, and his wrist was hurting again, she couldn't help but said: "Sir, if it's okay, please let go of my hand, okay?" ?"

He still didn't respond, just stared at her, as if he wanted to see through her.

They used to be the closest people to each other in this world, but now they have become the strangest people.

In desperation, she had no choice but to reach out and forcefully break off his slender and strong fingers to save her already red wrist.

Gently rubbing the place where he pinched the pain, raised his head and looked at him with charming eyes, and said in a light voice: "Sir, I have something else to do, so I'm sorry for the time being."

Nodding politely, he turned and left.

Calm and unhurried, with an elegant posture, it was very different from the little crab in his memory that would explode at every turn and show its teeth and claws.

Xu Sizhe looked at her slender back, and he was in a daze, unable to recover.

She, don't remember herself?

If she hadn't admitted that she was Huo Yimo, he might have thought that he had once again admitted to the wrong person.

But she admitted that she was Huo Yimo, but how could she not remember herself!
What happened to her in the past two years!

When Ru Feng walked into the box, the editor had already arrived.

"Why did you come here? He came here a long time ago. It's not that you didn't come. He went to the bathroom and came back later."

Sifeng nodded, and explained a little, "I accidentally bumped into someone at the door just now, so I was delayed."

The editor snorted, looked at the closed box door, and asked her in a low voice, "I know you don't want to sell the film and television copyright of "The Rest of My Life", but this person has a special status, and we can't afford to offend him. Come on, don't make it too embarrassing, I won't be able to pay the job even if I go back."

Guessing that this person probably has some power, otherwise the editor would not be so cautious, nodding in agreement.

After sitting for 2 minutes, the closed box door suddenly opened. The editor saw the person standing at the door, and immediately got up and said politely: "Mr. Xu, you are back."

Looking up like the wind, his expression froze for a moment.

The editor stretched out his hand and pinched her quietly, and Sifeng finally came to his senses, stood up slowly, looked at Jun Ying standing at the door, and smiled slightly with his red lips curled up, "It's such a coincidence, I bumped into you at the door just now, I'm so sorry .”

His eyebrows were thick and black, and he suddenly frowned, his eyes were cold.

She said "you".

So natural, so... rusty.

The editor looked strangely between the two of them, and asked cautiously, "You... know each other?"

Sifeng looked at the editor, wanting to explain, but his deep and indifferent voice sounded first, "It's not just acquaintance?"

She was slightly stunned, and when she turned her head to look over, he had already walked in front of her and sat down, his pair of clear eyes were always looking at her full of probing and predatory.

It is inevitable that I feel a little uncomfortable in my heart.

"I know that Ms. Huo has no intention of selling the film and television copyright of "The Rest of My Life", but I really want to buy this copyright, and hope to have a private discussion with Ms. Huo."

As soon as these words came out, both Sifeng and the editor were stunned.

He even knows everything about Sifeng's surname, it seems that he is really an old acquaintance.The editor thought this way, and because of Xu Sizhe's identity, he had no choice but to nod in agreement.

Before leaving the box, she gave Sifeng a wink so that she would not offend this person.

The aroma of the already brewed tea wafted around the nose, and for a while, the only thing left in the box was the breathing of the two people, which was high and low, coherent as if echoing.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally spoke, his voice was low and sad, "Two years."

Ru Feng was slightly stunned, staring at him across a table with puzzled eyes, "What?"

"I've been looking for you for two full years." His voice was very low, as if he had suppressed all his emotions, waiting for an opportunity to burst out.

The watery eyes reflecting the elegant orange light flashed over something, and the red lips pursed lightly, "Sir, did you make a mistake? I... don't know you!"

"Huo Yimo!" Listening to her saying "you", the extremely suppressed emotions could not be suppressed after all, revealing a sternness, and her voice was chilling, "What happened two years ago? Why did you leave without saying goodbye? And why now?" Pretend you don't know me?"

In the past two years, he has been unable to understand this question. She has clearly agreed to marry him, and they will be engaged when he comes back.

But why waited until I came back, but suddenly found that everything had changed, as if I had a dream.

He thought that when he found her, all these questions would be easily solved, but now...he didn't understand even more.

... two years ago.

When she heard these three words, her face turned pale slightly, her lowered eyelids seemed to be covering something, and she quickly raised her eyes to look at him again, with the same tepid look and emotion.

"I really don't remember knowing you. Whether you are for the film and television copyright of "The Rest of My Life" or for my personal affairs, I don't think there is any need to continue the conversation, and there will be no results."

A light voice sounded slowly, paused, and smiled apologetically, "Sorry, I have something else to do, excuse me."

She got up and walked towards the door of the box, just holding the cold doorknob with her hand, before she could open the door, a black shadow suddenly appeared behind her, completely covering her.

There was a chill on her wrist, and when she realized it, she had already been pressed against the door panel, unable to move.

His clear eyes were terribly dark at the moment, he restrained her with one hand, and with the other he roughly pulled out the thin golden chain around her neck, and asked angrily: "You said you don't know me, Then what is this?"

His heart skipped a beat, and he raised his head to meet his furious eyes, his eyes were surprised, how could he know that he was wearing a golden chain.

"This is a gift from an old friend." The voice explained calmly.

"Who?" he asked aggressively.

She turned her head to avoid his sharp eyes, and her red lips curled slightly, "It seems that this is none of Mr.'s business, and I have no obligation to explain it to you!"

(End of this chapter)