The reborn wife is about to turn over

Chapter 249: Never See You Again (2)
Su Xinge was a little strange, why did Yi Nanchen have doubts when she first came into contact with her just by looking at her eyes and every movement?
If you don't recognize it, that's fine.

She and him, even today, should not recognize each other.

Su Singer took a sip of the wine in the glass, leaned back on the sofa limply, and smiled lazily: "Then what do you want me to call you?"

Looking at this deja vu smile that was three parts lazy, three parts glamorous, three parts indifferent and one part charming, the corners of Cheng Feili's raised lips froze for a moment, with a strong character, like wintersweet on a branch in the cold wind.

With emotion in my heart, it's no wonder Brother Nan wants to get this woman home if he wants to die. This woman is really a soul-sucking master.

"My name is Cheng Feili, Xiao Cheng, Xiao Li, Li Zi, take your pick."

Only Fei Li, in his heart, already belonged to only one person.

"Beauty, my name is Cheng Feili, you can call me Li Li, Feifei, dear, baby, you can choose whatever you want, see how sincere I am, can you call me and listen?"

Recalling a certain scene in the past, Su Singer covered his lips and smiled happily, adding a touch of color to the dark room for no reason; Cheng Feili lifted the fruit wine that the little girl had just brought, and gently touched her Cup: "Sister-in-law, I respect you."

"Why respect me?" Su Singer's face had returned to normal, and he brought the cup to his lips, but did not drink it.

"I hope you don't torture our buddy a little less, he really loves you."

"Love?" Looking down at the colorful objects in the transparent cup, she spoke in a low voice, with a hint of confusion, as if she was talking to herself.

Perhaps Su Singer's eyes like a lost child reminded Cheng Feili of a certain moment, when he chased after that cold and arrogant woman for two months, he said to her: "Girl, I'm in love with you, don't torture me Just agree to be my girlfriend."

The girl also looked at him confusedly and said, "Love? Do you know what love is?"

He took a sip of mulled wine, is today a memory day?Or is there something magical about this woman?Why does it always remind him of the girl he has already missed.

"Have you ever loved? Do you know what love is?" Su Singer also took a sip, calmed down, and looked up into his eyes.

Cheng Feili was taken aback by her question. It turned out that he just saw an acquaintance coming over to say hello. Of course, he couldn't rule out wanting to help Brother Nan protect his sister-in-law who was caught in a pack of wolves. But now, it seems that something is more and more out of his control .

A word of love brought floods of memories in his mind.

Loved it.

He can be sure that he has loved, how could he not have loved?

But now the girl she loved is already lying under the glass of cold loess, carrying his former love.

"Once, loved." He heard his own sharp and painful voice.

"Is it Yang Xiaoxiao?"

"..." Cheng Feili took a sip of his wine.

"Once? Just once? Why don't you continue to love?"

A man and a woman who are unfamiliar and familiar, in the sound of music that does not appear to be noisy, very naturally whisper what is in their hearts that may be difficult to say to others in this lifetime.

He looked at those bright eyes in the darkness, and in a mysterious way, he let go of his guard.

She couldn't help it, just because she knew that after tonight, they would never, never see each other again!
When Su Singer walked out of the bar, the light rain had not stopped. It had been falling for a long time, and everything in the city seemed to be hidden in the mist, hazy and unreal.

Put the umbrella that Cheng Feili asked the bar to give her just now, put it in the basket at the door, gathered up his coat, and then strode towards the parking lot in the distance.

In the rain and fog on the side of the road, there are two people standing with umbrellas.

A tall and straight figure was holding a big black umbrella, facing her direction, standing there upright.

It was too far away to see his face clearly, but Su Singer felt that the standing posture of that person was very familiar. The other one was holding a beautiful red umbrella. Even if he couldn't see clearly, he could tell that it must be a woman. She glanced over briefly, not wanting to see if this was someone she knew, she lifted the bag in her hand, stepped on the slippery stone road, and moved towards the direction of parking.

All the way forward, Su Singer lowered her head and only looked at her own toes. Suddenly, a pair of black leather shoes with water droplets appeared in front of her lowered eyes. She took a slight step to the left, but unexpectedly, the black leather shoes in front of her also took a step to the left; taking another step to the right, the black leather shoes also took a step to the right; it was obvious that someone deliberately blocked her way; Su Singer had to raise her head Come, eyes full of fire moved along the black leather shoes at a fast speed to the face of the passerby.

Before the voice of reprimand could come out, it was already caught in his throat by the unexpected appearance of the opposite face.

"Oh, what's the matter? I haven't seen you for a few days, so I don't recognize you? You really are, how can you not take care of yourself as an adult? Why don't you take an umbrella when it's raining? It's cold in winter even if it doesn't rain too much. , what if you catch a cold?"

Yi Nanchen smiled and looked at the woman with slightly parted red lips who looked at him foolishly. While talking, she moved the umbrella on top of her head to Su Singer's head, and then pulled her sleeve to help him gently. She brushed off the tiny drops of water from her hair, and then she took a small hand hanging by her side and put it in her mouth, breathing hot air: "Look, this hand is as cold as ice, quickly, put it on." Keep warm in my pocket."

Su Singer was basically speechless, and he didn't know what to say?
Looking at the serious expression of the man warming her hands, Su Singer remembered that 10 minutes ago, a man looked at her with such a serious expression and said that he had loved, and yes, loved her very much.

She asked: "Why don't you continue to love?" He said: "I have already missed it, and I don't have that qualification."

She asked: "Do you regret that you missed it?" He said: "No regrets." Because he has now found another love.

She asked: "Then why did you come here?" He said: "Because I miss some people who have missed it."

(End of this chapter)