Ten years is not too late for a gentleman to marry

A week later, Cheng Qiyan came to the three-story building covered with green vines again. During the day, it looked completely different from the night. Those plants wrapped the building enchantingly and affectionately, like tentacles of elves, while at night they It looks a bit gloomy, in short, it is very weird, maybe because of the owner of the house...

Cheng Qiyan was carrying his briefcase and was about to knock on the door, but a casual voice came from inside: "The door is not locked, just come in."

Is this man a ghost?

Cheng Qiyan took a deep breath, then pushed open the door annoyed, and saw that Gu Yi was engrossed in carving a piece of high-quality mutton fat jade with a tool.It is really violent.

After a while, Gu Yicai withdrew from his creation to receive guests. He wiped his hands with a white towel, "Please sit down."

Cheng Qiyan sat down, slightly parted his thin lips, and said, "I don't need to remind you of my reason for coming."

Gu Yi picked up a document bag on the table, "It seems that you are very impatient, here, all the answers you want are in it." He always had an unclear smile on his face, and handed the things to Cheng Qiyan.

Cheng Qiyan hesitated for two seconds before reaching out to catch it. Even he didn't know what kind of mood he was in. He held his breath and opened the file bag, took out the documents inside, and his hands trembled imperceptibly.

The first thing that catches the eye is Tan Yuran's past, from birth date to height and weight, in every detail.Of course, Cheng Qiyan didn't want to know this, he directly skipped to some of the later experiences, and suddenly, his eyes stopped on the words "17 years old".

This brought back Cheng Qiyan's childhood memories...

Tan Yuran was born gay, so he was severely opposed by his father. At the age of 17, he was rebellious and rebellious, so he ran away from home and abandoned the aristocratic family that disgusted him. Later, because of an accident, he met Cheng Qiyan—— ——At that time, they were only 17 years old, the age when everything was sprouting. Among them, there was a kind of ambiguity, similar to love, which was precious because of the once-in-a-lifetime youth, and was unforgettable because of the never-to-be-returned years.

No one knew what kind of affection the two teenagers had during the three months they lived together day and night. Later, Tan Yuran was found by his father and brought to the United States forcibly, and the short-term relationship between them was cut off.

That was their first acquaintance, and what Cheng Qiyan was most afraid of was that Tan Yuran was related to the disappearing three-year memory. He quickly flipped through the materials behind, but let alone three years, it was the next ten years. They are two people who have no intersection.

Cheng Qiyan finished reading the information about Tan Yuran, including what he knew and what he didn't understand, and he didn't find anything wrong after reading it all the way. He suddenly felt relieved, but felt as if his heart had been hollowed out.

He hated himself for being suspicious, but he couldn't suppress the uneasy feeling.

If there is a drug addiction in the world that is more difficult to get rid of than ice burial, it is heart addiction, and if it really has nothing to do with it, why would Tan Yuran not hesitate to inject ice burial in order to save him from Ji Lan?

One reason was established, and another conclusion was overturned.

Life has become an insoluble puzzle. People who don't want to deceive themselves always live so tired.

Gu Yi looked at Cheng Qiyan in a daze, and pulled back his wandering thoughts with a magnetic voice... "It's never too late to think about it after reading it."

Cheng Qiyan looked at the information in his hand, and turned to the next page. Next, was Ji Lan's life experience.

Finally, I can understand that woman who is as beautiful as a snake.

What does she have to do with Tan Yuran who lives for revenge?