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Later later ...

The condition of her eyes is getting worse and worse, and she will face the removal of two eyeballs if she ca n’t wait for the right cornea. Cyclops.

However, before his surgery, she received the cornea of ​​another donor, and both eyes returned to light.

After she removed the gauze, he completely disappeared into her world, only silently sending her out of the country, letting her pursue the photography dream she once told him.

He didn't think about telling her, in fact Tang Tang was Tang Yan. However, he knew very well that once persuaded, the once-simple beauty in her world would only collapse instantly and become ugly.

Now he is more certain-if she really knew that she used to accompany this dirty, rampant foe in her mouth for such a good time, I'm afraid that time can go back, she can go back and destroy everything .

He always looked forward to it and wanted to keep some good things.

After eight years, she sent him a photo that has not faded.

but……

But now he is no longer as demanding and soft-spoken as he once was.

Even if he tried hard to force it.

"Brother, don't fight!" Tang Song didn't hold back. Before he abolished one of his hands, he dared into the boxing room and hugged the sandbag.

His thoughts stopped abruptly. The gloom in his eyes had not yet dissipated, making the face look a bit more vicious and evil, "Go away!"

"I can't leave you if you kill me." Tang Song glanced at his hand and ‘啧’ twice, never seen boxing without even wearing gloves. Moreover, with injuries. "Before you had problems with your two legs, Grandpa scolded everyone around you for a dog's blood shower. Now I live with you, and I want to make you waste both hands. The old man may not know how to scold me."

Tang Yan looked at Tang and Song for a long time, and the gloom in his eyes gradually faded away. The wickedness converged, and a bit of solitude emerged. In the end, he didn't say anything, only tossed himself into the rest chair tired.

Take the bottle of water and pour it down. However, the depression in my heart has never disappeared.

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I don't know if Tang Yan really let himself go, he never showed up in the next few days. All of a sudden, the world became peaceful, and I was relieved to return to normal.

just……

Occasionally, the sad look Tang Tang asked her during her 'lifetime' still came to her mind. But every time, she would tell herself that it was an illusion, she was thinking too much.

this day.

She carried her camera and went out for an interview with Ruan Mengmeng. Today I'm interviewing a business giant who works in the IT industry.

Two people took the subway to each other's office building. The front desk explained the intention, and the front desk said: "The two will go upstairs and wait. Wang Dong is still meeting the VIPs. It may take a little while to receive you."

"Okay. It doesn't matter."

Two people took the elevator and went to the top floor along the way. The top floor is quiet and the employees work at their desks.柒 柒 and Meng Meng were invited to the waiting room. After two people drank two cups of tea, Wang Dong's secretary came in. "Two, Wang Dong invites you to the office now."

They nodded and got up. Ruan Mengmeng took out the recording pen, and Xun also lowered her head and took the lens in her bag while walking.

She walked in front, opened the door of the lounge, and was still paying attention to her camera lens. She didn't notice that someone was coming in from here.

"Well, be careful!" Ruan Mengmeng reminded behind him.

She raised her head subconsciously, aiming, and the familiar and beautiful face surprised her for a moment. Man, almost rammed into his arms, she instinctively took two steps back and kept the distance.

It was obvious that Tang Yan would not see her here, and there was a second of surprise at the bottom of her charming eyes, and then she was cold.

"Well, are you okay?" Mengmeng held back the uncle who was walking away.

She was wearing high heels and a carpet on the ground. She had just retreated too much and was kicked. But he didn't see any excitement, just shook his head, "I'm fine ..."

Look, don't look at the man at the door again.

It is said that the enemy is narrow, and she and Tang Yan really fulfilled this sentence.

Mengmeng then let go of her, and Qiao Xiaoqian greeted Tang Yan with a smile: "Qiao, Mr. Tang."

"What a coincidence." He smiled, nodding. There was still that elusive emotion on the face, making it difficult to tell what he was thinking at the moment. His eyes didn't stop for another second.

"Meng Meng, let's hurry up for an interview. Don't let people wait for a long time." I dragged Ruan Meng Meng, afraid she would be mad again.

At this moment, Jian Qing pushed in the door and saw the puppet standing aside. But she didn't say hello to her, only to respectfully yell at Tang: "Young Master, we can go."

"Um." Tang Yan reached out from the sofa on the side, took his suit and put it on. He clasped his buttons slowly, raising his hands elegantly and expensively. Moreover, his body is excellent, tall and erect, and his body lines are impeccable. The custom handmade suit wraps and stands there, which is already a beautiful landscape painting.

Ruan Mengmeng was so stunned that her eyes drooled, and she had to drag her out.

"What did you pull me for? That kind of picture is lucky to see Sansheng, do you know?"

"Mrs. Ruan, are we here for work or to be idiots?"

"Work! But some beautiful men don't look at it, it's a violent thing." Ruan Mengmeng still had a hard time turning back.

I can't do anything about her. When she came out of the lounge, she noticed that she had just stomped, and now she limped, and she had a lot of pain in high heels.

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The door was closed.

The two of them disappeared from the lounge. Tang Yan was neatly dressed and went out.

Wang Dong came out personally and sent him back. Then, through the floor-to-ceiling window, he saw that the interview was already underway. She is wearing high heels and taking pictures from all angles. The look was as calm as ever, and only the occasional frown raised her discomfort.

"Young Master, don't leave again, it's too late." Jian Qing reminded him.

Tang Xuan then turned around and left.

In the office, I pressed the shutter, and then looked away from the camera, and glanced at the back of his departure subconsciously.

right now……

Seeing each other again is like a stranger to each other, as if the two kisses, the ambiguous in that car, never happened like that ...

In response to her last plea.

Presumably, what she said last time worked.

I think I should be relieved. If this man is entangled in heart, she will not be able to resist even the hatred in her heart. However, regardless of hatred or love, she didn't want one.