On the day we broke up, Mr. Chi was very hungry

With a smile, he led her to the middle position.

In the golden and elegant curved hall, on the red romantic seats, Lan Xun and Lu Yu sat side by side.

The spacious and bright stage is equipped with all kinds of exquisite musical instruments. As the curtain slowly opened, live piano music sounded, and notes flowed in the air throughout the hall.

Beautiful melodies, top-notch three-dimensional surround.

A blond man in a tuxedo, with a loud and long singing voice, was performing an Italian opera - "A Secret Drop of Tears".

This aria is Lan Xun's favorite opera, selected from the melody of love in Donizetti's "Elegant Love".

The music echoed in my ears, and the picture appeared in front of my eyes.

It seems like there is a classic plot, presented with a relaxed, natural, exquisite and smooth melody, humorous and full of joyful comedy effect.

Lan Xun was fascinated by what he heard, and Lu Yu was also mesmerized.

Both of them were immersed in the music...

"Why should I wait? She loves me, yes, she loves me. I can see it, I can see it."

Listening to the singer's broad and long voice, and thinking of the eight years he spent with Chi Yuhan, which were also so long, Lan Xun's eyes suddenly became wet, and sadness welled up in his heart.

Sitting in the golden hall with the woman I love, quietly listening to the opera, Lu Yu's eyes filled with tears.

In the golden hall, the warm light shines softly on the faces of the two people, making them gentle, peaceful and quiet.

He glanced sideways at her, couldn't help himself, and gently held her fingertips.

So soft, so warm fingers.

Never stained by fine dust, like the breeze and bright moon, encountering the orchids and jade trees on the road, my heart swayed, and my face turned red for a moment.

The opera ends.

When she stood up, she seemed to have numb legs after sitting for a long time, and her body swayed slightly. He supported her with both hands in time, and asked worriedly, "Are you okay?"

Lan Xun replied with a smile, "It's okay."

When the two of them walked out of the opera house together.

As if smelling a familiar scent, Lan Xun looked up and suddenly found a black car passing by on the empty plain in front of him.

She recognized the license plate of that man's car...

On the long street, I met Lan Xun and sent him back.

The lights in the car are warm and soft. The warm light flows on her delicate face, making her eyebrows appear gentle and pleasant.

Lu Yu was sitting in the driver's seat next to him, driving the car skillfully and smoothly.

A classic old song was playing in the speaker, and the gentle and moving notes were like a mountain stream, flowing gently in the car.

Lan Xun leaned back on the seat, looking a little tired.

The car drove forward for a while, and Lu Yu asked softly, "Where do you live?"

Lan Xun replied: "A little further ahead."

She heard the phone ringing inside her bag. It was a familiar call. Her heart tightened, but she didn't answer it.

He reached into his bag, pulled out his phone and hung up.

Her move was caught by Lu Yu's attentive eyes. He pursed his lips slightly and gently held the steering wheel tightly, as if he knew who was calling.

Of course, he didn't ask or inquire out loud.

After all, she only agreed to come to watch the opera with him tonight, not to go on a blind date with him.

Lan Xun hung up Chi Yuhan's call and looked at the front of the car windshield with hazy eyes, his thoughts a little wandering.

After a while, a text message was sent: "I'll wait for you at the apartment."

"I dont go……"

I just typed these three words, I frowned, thought for a moment, then suddenly deleted all these words, and did not reply to the message.

Just pretend you didn’t see it.

Next, another message popped up:

"Lan Xun, I'll wait for you at the apartment."

She still didn't reply to the message, but messages kept popping up on the small screen of her phone:

"Lan Xun, I'll wait for you at the apartment."

"Lan Xun, I'll wait for you at the apartment."

"Lan Xun, I'll wait for you at the apartment."

The whole screen is filled with the same message and the same line of words.

He didn't seem to know how to say a single extra word, he only said this sentence. When people look at it, it feels like he is very persistent.

In fact, Lan Xun understood that he was obviously angry.

Because Chi Yuhan always cherishes words when speaking, and does not say them a second time. Whenever he speaks again, it means that he is already on the verge of anger.

Especially after he became president, his temper became increasingly unpredictable and even moody.

The car that was driving smoothly suddenly stopped slowly.

Lan Xun felt a little surprised, turned around and asked Lu Yu: "Why did you stop here?"

"Can I have a cigarette?" He asked her to smoke in a slightly deeper voice, with a warm luster in his amber eyes.

But there was a slight hint of annoyance between his brows.

Lan Xun nodded in agreement. He opened the door and got out of the car, standing next to a green tree on the roadside, with the green belt behind him. The fireworks in his hands were dotted and extinguished.

I thought he was smoking in the car, but I didn't expect that he got out of the car to smoke.

In fact, being in the car doesn't bother her. This man is really considerate and pays attention to details.

Lu Yu held a cigarette between his fingers and was pacing in place.

He smoked a cigarette in frustration. He couldn't explain why he was so upset. He had never felt such an emotion before. When he met Lan Xun, his decades of calmness disappeared.

The moonlight is gentle and the night wind is cold.

Lan Xun saw that he had been standing on the roadside smoking.

He didn't even come up. After hesitating for a while, he opened the car door and went down to see him. She also had a gut feeling that his mood seemed a little erratic and messy.

"Lu Yu." She stood in front of him, her eyes shining, and called him.

"Well..." He responded with a smile, holding the cigarette between his slender fingers, taking it away from his lips, blowing out a wisp of smoke, and looking at her with gentle eyes.

"Lu Yu, you..." Lan Xun felt a little embarrassed after getting out of the car and couldn't ask questions.

Are you asking him if he is in a bad mood, or why are you smoking here all the time and not driving?

These two questions, when asked from her mouth, were obviously concerned. Could it cause him to misunderstand that she cared about him?

Of course, as a friend... a friend.

Lan Xun thought about these two words and felt a little funny. She had made another male friend?

She got out of the car and looked for him, but she didn't speak for a long time. Lu Yu felt a little warm and a little disappointed, but mostly full of hope.

His eyes were full of softness, and he asked with a smile, "Lan Xun, do you have anything to say to me?"

Facing his tenderness, she felt slightly uneasy and lowered her eyes, "...After you finish smoking, get up and drive."

This is what she said to him, and this is the purpose of coming down to him.

Her long, naturally curly black hair hung down from her shoulders as she lowered her head to speak.

A gust of wind blew past her, carrying the smell of shampoo into his nostrils.

Lu Yu felt that her breath was filled with her scent, and his mind suddenly wandered. His eyes were blurred, and he couldn't help but stretched out his hand, gently picked up her hair, and played it back.

Gently tossing her fragrant hair, stroking her hair with his fingers, his gentle movements and his gaze on her were as gentle as spring water.

The uncontrollable movements brought out the uncontrollable words, "Lan Xun, can you accept me?"

Lan Xun was startled, raised his eyes, touched his tender eyes, and couldn't bear to ask, "What do I accept from you?"