The Road Turns White Tonight

"What is this person? It's up to you to pick it. Of course, the people you pick must cooperate. It's not easy for other girls, isn't it?" Lin Ziyan thought it was fun when he suggested it, but he didn't dare to look at him after he finished speaking. The boss glanced.

Whatever the thoughts of Vice President Lin persisted, all of you here understood, scorned you, and simply watched the theater, and this sight was wandering between Gu Lu and the two.

Chu Ke's face was a little ugly, but Huai'an was not at all messy, but the palm of his hand was slightly clenched where no one could see.

Youyan was full of expression, slowly looking at Gu Yebai. The first bright stare tonight. But she didn't speak for a long time and seemed afraid to invite.

Seeing her look like this, the laughter suddenly started, there are old classmates, but also today's schoolmates and girls.

"That's stupid." Chu Ke sneered.

Xu Qing had a complicated relationship with Gu Yebai, and Ben also hated Youyan, but suddenly felt that she was pathetic.

The atmosphere suddenly became weird and embarrassing. To break the atmosphere, someone deliberately asked the people next to the legend of Tiramisu.

There are too many legends about this kind of pastry.

The most circulated version is said to be at the time of the war. Italian soldiers are about to go to the battlefield. The home is shy. The beloved wife makes cakes for the husband to use as ingredients.

With the continuity of the ends of the earth, why fear changes in the world. What about troubled times?

The fine pastry has a meaning from now on-take me away.

Huai An whispered to Gu Yebai just with the charming light color.

"It's beautiful, isn't it like Gu Xuechang and Sister Zhou Xue?" I don't know who took the lead to say something, and everyone even claimed to be.

The eyes of the women falling on Huai'an were envious and jealous.

Xu Qing felt that Huai'an had such a dazzling smile, and asked lightly, "Yu Yan, you will also be tiramisu. Is this the legend?"

You Yan paused for a moment, and then came back to God, paused, and said, "I think Tiramisu actually has a meaning."

"To return. That is if the wife has no exit. If there is no way to take away the thoughts, then please come back."

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The atmosphere became more condensing.

"What to do when you come back? Come back when you see it. How can there be such a cheap thing in this world?"

Someone sneered, and several women cast a disdain on Youyan at the same time.

Lin Ziyan screamed uneasily in his heart, this question went further and further.

Youyan smiled bitterly.

Yes, come back.

Four years ago, she left without taking him away. She had a thousand reasons to take him away, but a thousand and one reasons to reject the idea fiercely.

Four years later, she couldn't resist the cannibalism of her thoughts, and after returning from her late death, she returned.

However, he no longer expected her to return. There are already good women around him. Huaian is the right person for him, just as intelligent. She knew Huai'an loved him and loved him deeply.

Therefore, she didn't think about anything, she broke through the mirror and reunited her, and she reconciled, she never thought about it. It's good to come back to see him, it's good to know that he's good. In this life, she can't give it to her. She hopes someone can give it.

Numbers are the beauty of reason, the very beginning of building this world.

If you want to digitize love, it is definitely not 1 + 1 = 2. Since the formula cannot be identical, then it is destined that love can never be perfect, and perfection will be flawed.

Incompleteness is not always unattractive.

Gu Yebai, she whispered the name in her heart.

Once the sea has become a mulberry field today.

Gu Yebai did not shy away.

Knowing that she was looking at him, he also gave a courtesy glance, indifferent, as if he had seen him that year.

This look made You Yan's heart beating, and in the middle of the four years, it seemed that all of them were suddenly overhead. She smiled involuntarily, as if he had never kissed her, as if she had never smiled or cried in his arms.