Forbidden

The moment the elevator door closed, Cheng Suran's whole body relaxed, and he leaned limply on the car wall, the tranquility in his eyes cracked a crack, and it was fragmented.

Her lips parted slightly, her chest heaved deeply, and she was breathing hard.

elder sister……

After many years, her emotions are still affected by Jiang Yu, and her heart is still beating wildly for Jiang Yu, but compared to before, now she can control her eyes and expressions and learn to pretend.

But no matter how well you pretend, you can only deceive others, not yourself.

The elevator stops on the first floor.

Cheng Suran straightened his back, cleaned up his expression, returned to the appearance when he arrived, and stepped out calmly.

A white Cadillac was parked at the corner outside the building. She walked to the car, opened the door, paused with her fingertips, and suddenly remembered that this car was the same brand as the one she had been in.

That night she got into Jiang Yu's car...

Jiang Yu is black, she is white, black and white match.This car is not expensive, and I didn't know why when I bought it, so I chose it as a business car.

"Mr. Cheng, what's wrong?" Xiao Meng, who was sitting in the driver's seat, poked his head out.

Cheng Suran was called back to his senses, and got into the car as if nothing had happened, "It's okay, let's go back."

She leaned against the back of the chair, closed her eyes and rested her mind, but she couldn't calm down. Jiang Yu's shadow and Jiang Yu's voice were just spinning in her mind.

change……

She opened her eyes again, looking at the scenery outside the window.

The car is driving in the urban area, the sky, the streets, the high-rise buildings... I am so familiar with it.She and Jiang Yu have been here before, have eaten in tall buildings, shopped in buildings, and walked on the street.

Memories are like unscrewed carbonated soda, gushing out unexpectedly, catching her off guard.

Suddenly I remembered everything...

Ten minutes later, the assistant sent Cheng Suran home.

A mid-to-high-end residential area close to the city center, not far from the company, with Binjiang to the south and business circles to the north, quiet amidst the hustle and bustle, and convenient to go anywhere.

Both Cheng Suran and Wen Ruoxian are not registered permanent residence in Jiangcheng, so they are temporarily ineligible to buy a house, so they rented a five-bedroom apartment of [-] square meters here, with one bedroom for each person, a study room for each person, and a guest room for a monthly rent of [-].

Although the house does not belong to her, she feels at home every time she comes back, something she could not feel when she lived in the capital for two years.

Cheng Suran didn't go upstairs immediately, but walked around the back garden.

In summer, the days are long, and the sky is still bright after five o'clock. The sun hangs obliquely in the west, making the wind blowing in front of you slightly hot.

She sat on a swing and swayed gently.

The person who interviewed her on the phone in the afternoon should be a man in a suit with the same voice.It is also because she is a man that she is more sure that she is sensitive and thinks more, but it turns out that her sixth sense is always so accurate, or in other words, it is accurate in everything about Jiang Yu.

Like a joke of God, like a mockery of fate.

Among the conferences she took, two-thirds were related to the fashion industry. Perhaps they will meet sooner or later, but it is only a matter of probability.

Cheng Suran couldn't help recalling the scene just now.

In the conference room, she used all her strength to disguise herself, and she had no time to care about Jiang Yu's expression and state, but when she heard the "Of course", it seemed that a hand was grabbing her, trying to pull her back to the old world. time.

For a long time after they separated, Cheng Suran fell into a depressed mood, lying on the bed in the rented room every day, not wanting to eat or drink, or going out to meet people.She thinks she is extremely ugly, don't blame her sister, no one will like her.

But thinking of the 200 million and what her sister said when she was parting, she felt that she should not let him down.If you just give up your life like this, will my sister look down on her even more?

Her fragile self-esteem saved her life.

Later, she changed her Weibo account, blocked the word "Jiangyu", logged in less frequently, and changed to a new mobile phone. There was no more number in the communication that she dared not dial out, and there was no longer the number in WeChat. A picture with a red exclamation point will be replied.

She thought that if she could see Jiang Yu again one day, she would definitely not be what she used to be, she must be radiant and dignified.

Now it is done.

But that's it.

There is no longer any possibility between them.

Sitting quietly for a while, Cheng Suran also calmed down.Things happened suddenly today, and she was unprepared. Although she tried her best to control herself, she was still a little emotional.

She shouldn't be cold-faced to Jiang Yu, she shouldn't be eager to put on a disguise for herself, it's too deliberate, it will make it appear that she cares and panics.

She was adopted voluntarily, and she was the one who violated the regulations and was tempted. No matter what, during that time, Jiang Yu had treated her with the utmost benevolence, and even helped her when she was confused.

On the contrary, her posture of pretending to be alienated and running away today is a bit ugly.

Cheng Suran sighed.

I don’t know how long I sat there, the sky darkened, and the sunset gradually turned orange. When the sun completely set, the night kicked off.

The phone vibrated suddenly.

It's Wen Ruoxian.

"Of course, where are you? Why didn't you go home?" Before Cheng Suran could speak, he heard Wen Ruoxian's worried voice.

Only then did she realize that it was already 06:30, she got up in a hurry, walked back and said, "I'm downstairs, go up now."

After hanging up the phone, Cheng Suran took the elevator up to the twelfth floor, and entered the password to open the door.

The light was on in the living room, and there was a rustling sound from the kitchen. She changed her slippers, put down her bag, and walked into the kitchen following the sound, only to see Ruoxian standing in front of the cooking counter, preparing to kill a giant lobster.

"Ruoxian, I'm back."

"Why are you back so late?" Wen Ruoxian stopped the knife in his hand and raised his head.

Cheng Suran said with a little guilty conscience: "I went to meet a client, and the road is a bit congested." She looked down and stared at the big lobster on the chopping board, "What is this?"

The long tentacles are like two antennas, the huge and hard head is comparable to an armored tank, and the tail has black and white stripes horizontally. The whole body is gray and blue, and it looks menacing.

Like the aliens that invaded the earth in disaster movies.

"Maota Qinglong. Didn't you say you wanted to eat lobster last time? It's only about nine catties, and you'll enjoy it once today." Wen Ruoxian smiled, and with a sharp knife, the head and body of the lobster instantly separated. Large flakes of clear liquid flowed out.

Cheng Suran curled his mouth, showing a satisfied smile, "Sister Xian is the best."

"Don't call me sister." Wen Ruoxian corrected her.

"Oh, Ruoxian."

She stuck out her tongue and noticed that Wen Ruoxian was not wearing an apron, so she turned around and took it out, put it on for her and hung it around her neck, and pulled two straps around her back to tie a knot. "You, you always forget to wear an apron, and you will get your clothes dirty after a while."

As they got closer, a faint fragrance came out. Wen Ruoxian moved the tip of her nose, then stopped suddenly, leaning her head towards her neck, "Did you wear perfume?"

"No." Cheng Suran dodged sensitively.

"Maybe it's the smell from meeting customers."

Vetiver Iris.

Once stained, it is difficult to dissipate.

Wen Ruoxian was startled, her eyes dimmed, and she seemed to be complaining, "You have been on a business trip for the past few days, and you only flew back in the afternoon, and went to see clients, so why don't you know how to take a rest?" She bowed her head and continued to move the knife .

Her voice was soft, but she didn't mean to blame at all, only full of concern and distress.

"I slept in the company for a while." Cheng Suran coaxed her, saw the water spinach and beef beside her, brought them together, and helped her choose the leaves of the vegetables.

Wen Ruoxian stopped talking and concentrated on handling the lobster.

After the head and body are separated, pour out the shrimp brains inside, put them on a plate for later use, then cut off both sides of the shrimp tail, pick out the crystal clear and almost transparent shrimp meat, cut into pieces, put them on the plate, and chop the rest Put it in the refrigerator and keep it for cooking porridge.

She is skilled, clean and neat, just like a chef making pies.

Cheng Suran likes to watch her cook, and thinks it is a kind of enjoyment. Some people do what they do like art. It is pleasing to the eye and makes people feel comfortable.

Speaking of which, their acquaintance also began with a meal.

Wen Ruoxian is three years older than Cheng Suran. He graduated from the German Department of Jiangcheng University of Foreign Studies with a bachelor's degree. He went to Germany Mainz Geer Institute of Translation and Interpretation.

That year, Cheng Suran was sent by the government to study in Paris. After studying, he wanted to go around and visit all over Europe, so he made a detailed travel plan, and the first stop was Germany.

She lives in a short-term rental apartment in Berlin. One evening, when she was about to take a shower when she came back, someone knocked on the door. When she opened the door and saw an Asian face, both of them froze for a moment.

Wen Ruoxian lived next door, and when he came home from get off work, he found that the stove was broken, and it hadn’t been repaired for a while. The local labor was expensive, and he couldn’t get used to the food outside. kitchen.

She has deep eyebrows, a tall nose and a straight nose, a bit like a mixed race.Cheng Suran will not refuse the request of a beautiful girl.

During the cooking process, the two chatted and found that the other party graduated from the same school as themselves. They were both seniors and colleagues, and they became familiar with each other immediately.

Later, Wen Ruoxian acted as a tour guide for Cheng Suran and took her around Berlin. When they parted, they left each other's contact information and made an appointment to meet in Paris next time.

In one year, they used their holidays to travel all over Europe, and they became good friends from strangers. They still kept in touch when Cheng Suran returned to China.Later, the year before last, Wen Ruoxian resigned and returned to China to work as a freelance interpreter in the capital, and they were able to meet often.

Wen Ruoxian is mild-tempered, steady and peaceful, no matter what she does, she is calm and unhurried. She takes good care of Cheng Suran, sometimes even to the point of "favoring".

Last year, Cheng Suran resigned and came to Jiangcheng to start a business. Wen Ruoxian supported and followed without hesitation. The two lived together and were inseparable.

Cheng Suran often lamented that he was lucky to meet such a sincere friend.

Maybe it's the end of the hardships she has suffered in the past...

"What client is this afternoon?" Wen Ruoxian asked casually after handling the lobster.

Cheng Suran was taken aback, his thoughts were pulled back, and he inevitably thought of that person, his voice lowered: "It's the project I mentioned two days ago, today Xiaomeng told me that the French team was wiped out, I will I went there in person. Contacted the other party in the name of the company, but signed the contract in my own name, and then made an appointment to sign the contract tomorrow morning."

As he spoke, his mind was full of Jiang Yu's face, and his movements slowed down.

A dozen sections of water spinach were selected, and the leaves were about to be crushed.

Wen Ruoxian noticed her small movements, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, but he didn't say anything, he just said softly: "It happens to be fine tomorrow, I'll pick you up."

"Aren't you resting at home?"

"Of course it's more important."

"..."

Cheng Suran looked at her, feeling a strange feeling in his heart, but it disappeared before he could capture it, so he nodded with a smile: "Okay, let Mr. Wen be my driver for a while."

Wen Ruoxian reached out and scratched her nose.

Cheng Suran was stunned.

There is also a person in my memory who always looks at her with doting eyes, scratches her nose, pinches her ears, rubs her hair, touches her face, hugs her and kisses her over and over again, softly saying " My sister loves you the most."

This person just met her this afternoon.

Jiang Yu's face appeared in front of her eyes, with every frown and smile, all kinds of amorous feelings, which made her heart flutter...

From six o'clock to eight o'clock, from dusk to dark, Jiang Yu stood motionless on the balcony for nearly two hours.

The auntie nanny called her to eat twice, but she didn't seem to hear it.

The whole city was brightly lit, she stood on the tall building and looked down coldly, feeling lonely and cold, the summer night wind mixed with sultry heat and dryness blowing, she seemed to be trapped in a world of ice and fire.

"Sister Yu—"

There was a soft call from behind.

A sound of footsteps came to his side, Jiang Yu seemed to be aware of it, his eyelashes trembled, and finally turned his face stiffly, staring at the visitor.

Tian Lin frowned slightly, and looked at her worriedly: "Auntie said that you have been standing here for two hours without eating or drinking, what happened?"

Jiang Yu's eyes were empty, as if he had lost his soul.

"Sister Yu?"

"Don't scare me." Tian Lin's heart skipped a beat.

"Tian Lin..." Ting Yu called her quietly, his voice was rough.

"I saw Ranran."