Forbidden

Her voice seemed to come from far away, hollow and ethereal, Tian Lin wasn't sure if she had heard it wrong, or if she was dreaming.

Ran Ran?

Cheng Suran?

This name also exists in a place far away in the depths of memory.

Tian Lin was silent for a moment, looked at Jiang Yu who was absent-minded and sighed: "It's been five years, Sister Yu, you still haven't forgotten her."

"Yeah, five years..." Jiang Yu murmured.

I thought that as long as enough time passed, everything would be taken away, but the imprint of that girl on her heart became more and more clear. , she realized that she had never forgotten.

The last time Jiang Yu saw Cheng Suran was at the entrance of the wedding hotel.

After returning, she sealed up all the things about Cheng Suran and hid them in the corner of the small warehouse, including the gifts she received on her birthday, and she was not willing to throw them away, and then she devoted herself to her busy work.

Her modeling career is over, but her career as an agent and designer is just beginning.

In the past five years, SIENAMODEL has gradually developed and grown, and has become a leader in the industry. With the Jiangcheng head office as the center, it has dozens of branches in South China, North China, Central China, Hong Kong, Macao, Taiwan and overseas. It has nearly a thousand contracted models from all over the world. People, customers and partners are located in several major fashion centers.

In the early years, the brand ETERNO, which she founded with her designer friends, is also gaining momentum. Headquarters in various countries have been established one after another. As a shareholder and designer, she is in charge of the China region, but most of the time she does not directly participate in the operation. .

Every year at the four major fashion weeks, Jiang Yu watched the models walk down the catwalk wearing the clothes he designed, feeling proud and satisfied.

The sense of accomplishment in her career fills her, so she is not empty and lonely, but every night when people are quiet, she still thinks of the girl who is far away in her memory. Sometimes she dreams, but she can't distinguish reality when she wakes up.

The more so, the more annoyed she was.

She didn't believe that she could fall in love with a pet.

Perhaps because of his rebellious psychology, Jiang Yu fell into madness for a while and began to constantly look for new lovers.

In the three years after the children left, she raised eight canaries, the longest time being one month, the shortest one week, all young girls in their early twenties without exception.

They look pure, have clear eyes, have sweet little dimples, are no more than 1.6 meters five in height, are well-behaved and quiet, sing well, and can at least speak a foreign language.

Everyone has something similar to Cheng Suran.

Jiang Yu asked them to apply milk-flavored body lotion, wear pink silk nightgowns, and learn to sing "Winter Garden". Everything was enjoyable, but as long as they thought about getting more intimate, they couldn't go any further.

There was only one time when the girl was so similar to Cheng Suran. They were sitting by the window drinking at night. She heard the girl's soft voice calling her sister, and the face appeared in front of her eyes, and she couldn't help it.

The next day the girl asked: Who is Ran Ran?

She just kicked her.

Later, Jiang Yu was tired and bored, and couldn't find a pet anymore, so he calmed down again.She began to regret her resoluteness back then, regretted not condoning the children's confession at that time, regretted leaving impulsively...

She finally understood that it turned out that the person who was really inseparable from her was herself.

Not far away, the melodious sound of boat flutes came from the river.

"I never thought I'd see her again. Tell me, is this a coincidence or fate..." Jiang Yu stared at the lights in the distance, and her eyes were brightened by a large ray of light.

Once, once at the age of 32, once at the age of 38.

How can it be a coincidence?

Tian Lin said softly, "Actually, you have the answer in your heart."

"..."

"Where did you see Miss Cheng?"

"meeting room."

Jiang Yu slowly told all the things that happened in the afternoon.

"Of course I've grown up...you don't know how beautiful she is sitting there, I can't find a little bit of her previous appearance from her, I think she is very strange, but she is still her, everything has changed, what Nothing has changed..."

As if talking to herself, there was a glimmer of light in her eyes, filled with relief.

Tian Lin asked again: "What about her attitude towards you?"

The smile on Jiang Yu's lips froze, the light in his eyes dimmed, and his face gradually became dark.

After a while, she lowered her head and said, "It's quite indifferent. However, after all, it's business. We haven't seen each other for so many years. Of course, it's impossible to be the same as before."

I don't know if this is an explanation or self-comfort.

"It's true. It's been so long. Ms. Cheng has a successful career. She must have a lot of suitors around her. Maybe she already has a partner. It's right to forget the past. Life will be long in the future." Tian Lin analyzed seriously. She wanted to persuade Jiang Yu don't dwell on the past anymore, but he didn't expect that these words pierced Jiang Yu's heart like a knife.

Jiang Yu frowned, and his deep eyes sank, "Yeah, she has a date..."

"It's just a possibility, it's just a possibility." Tian Lin saw that her expression was not good, so she hurriedly patched it up, feeling both amused and helpless.

Jiang Yu didn't speak.

"Are you very concerned about whether she has a partner? If so, sister Yu, you have no position to care about. If not, you don't need to worry about it."

Tian Lin was ready to roll her eyes,

But Jiang Yu still didn't respond, standing there like a statue.

Tian Lin continued: "She likes you, and you like her. They are obviously in love with each other. Why do you have to torture each other? In the past, it was just due to the status relationship, but it is still the same now, Sister Yu, do you plan to be trapped in those shadows for the rest of your life? Can't you come out?"

Without vomit, she waited for Jiang Yu to become angry from embarrassment.

Jiang Yu just lowered his head, his long hair drooped to cover the side of his face, his breathing gradually deepened, without a word of rebuttal.

Is this the default?

A terrified expression appeared on Tian Lin's face.

A gust of hot wind blows over, with a bit of dryness, sultry and scorching.

After a long time, Jiang Yu raised his head and said in a deep voice: "I don't like her, there is no pure liking in that kind of relationship, do you understand? Now I am sitting at the same conference table with her, we are not what we used to be. What starts now is the real us.”

After she finished speaking, she was stunned.

"Maybe there will be no future..."

Tian Lin turned her face away, too lazy to argue with her.

After a lapse of five years, I made a big circle and finally returned to the original point.

It was an unsolvable knot.

That night, Jiang Yu suffered from insomnia.

Waking up intermittently at night, unable to tell whether it was a dream or reality, and opening my eyes countless times, all I saw was darkness, which seemed endless.Until it was daylight, she woke up and never fell back asleep.

After signing the contract at ten o'clock, Jiang Yu got up before seven o'clock, washed up like a sacred ceremony, and stood in the cloakroom.

Faced with a room full of clothes, she was helpless.

what to wear?

Open the "Coco's Capsule Wardrobe", and there are all classic and timeless items in it, all in black, white and gray rice camel, casually matching a set is comfortable, simple and high-end, usually her favorite, but today she doesn't look at it pleasing to the eye.

After struggling in the cloakroom for half an hour, she went to the guest room and pulled Tian Lin over who had just woken up.

"Sister Yu, what's wrong?" Tian Lin asked sleepily.

Jiang Yu pointed to the closet, "I don't know what to wear today, you can help me to find a set."

"...?"

Tian Lin rubbed her eyes and looked at her suspiciously, "You want me to help you with the clothes?"

"Ah."

The two looked at each other for a moment, and Jiang Yu urged, "Hurry up."

"Aren't you mistaken? You are a supermodel, how can I help you? If you dress up as a non-mainstream killer, won't you hit me?" Tian Lin was still a little confused, so she joked directly. After all, I still looked through the wardrobes one by one and thought about it seriously.

Jiang Yu said lightly: "Then help me refer."

"Alright." Tian Lin nodded, and pretended to understand while looking at her clothes, and said, "You are going to sign a contract today. You can't wear too fancy for serious occasions, but in summer, you can't be too dark, just..."

"Forget it, you go out." Jiang Yu interrupted her.

Tian Lin: "..."

A long time after the person left, Jiang Yu stood in front of the full-length mirror and looked at himself, imagining how the children would look when they saw her.

How could she not know what to wear?

What about her confidence?

From seven to eight, and then to 08:30...

Jiang Yu finally chose a light gray shirt dress with a thin belt, unbuttoned the top two buttons to make the collarbone looming, and the simple silver pendant necklace added a bit of color.

After breakfast, she meticulously put on light makeup, looked in front of the mirror for a while, and didn't go out until [-]:[-].

Today she drives by herself.

There is a lot of traffic on the road, and it is a bit congested.At around [-]:[-], Jiang Yu came to the downstairs of the building, and saw a black car parked at the corner from a distance, and the passenger door just opened.

A woman with long hair got out of the car.

Ran Ran?

Jiang Yu's pupils shrank slightly, and he slowly moved forward for a certain distance, stopped, and stared ahead.

Audi A6L.

Gee.

Cheng Suran closed the car door, walked a few steps in six to seven centimeter high heels, stopped suddenly, turned around, at this time the driver's door opened, and another woman got out of the car.

The man was tall and tall, with shoulder-length hair, wearing an apricot half-sleeve shirt, plain and elegant, with a document bag in her hand, and passed it to Cheng Suran around the front of the car, and said something.

No face is visible from this angle.

Cheng Suran smiled, and the two little pear dimples sank shallowly, sweet and greasy with gentleness.

The woman raised her hand and carefully combed her hair.

Jiang Yu squeezed the steering wheel tightly.

Afterwards, the two parted, and Cheng Suran walked to the lobby on the first floor with the file bag in hand. The woman turned around, and Jiang Yu finally saw her face clearly.

Deep eyebrows and a high nose, like a slight mixed race, but not thick-faced.

She got into the car, and there was no more movement.

[Miss Cheng has a successful career, and there must be a lot of suitors around her, maybe she already has a partner, and she should forget the past...]

Tian Lin's words echoed in his ears.

Will it be Ranran's target?

Ran Ran looked at that person with such gentle eyes, and smiled so sweetly at that person, and all of these once belonged to her.It turned out that Ranran didn't become cold and alienated, but left all the tenderness and beauty to others.

Jiang Yu frowned, his face darkened, and his thin lips were pursed into a straight line.

After sitting quietly for a while, she drove the car to the front, turned around, turned into the basement again, found a place to park, and took the elevator upstairs.

"Mr. Jiang, Mr. Cheng has arrived. This is the contract." The man in the suit yesterday was the manager of the business department, and he sent over the drafted contract, and he will not participate in the signing of the contract afterward. This is Jiang Yu's intention.

Jiang Yu took over the contract and flipped through it, humming lightly, seeing that it was five minutes before ten o'clock, turned and left the office.

The meeting room is downstairs, and the outermost one is an empty and bright reception area. As soon as Jiang Yu got out of the elevator, he saw Cheng Suran sitting on the sofa chair with his head lowered, flipping through a document.

Concentrated, very focused.

Her back is straight, her sitting posture is elegant, her snow-white shirt has a long bow tie on the front, her nude pink skirt has a bit of tulle, gentle and capable, just sitting quietly is also a landscape painting.

Proud and charming.

Jiang Yu didn't want to disturb him, so he subconsciously slowed down.

A strand of long chestnut curly hair slipped from his shoulders onto the paper. Cheng Suran raised his neck and raised his hand to raise it. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of two figures coming towards this side. When he raised his eyes, he met Jiang Yu's burning gaze.

My heart stopped beating for an instant.

And then faster and faster...

She squeezed her palms tightly, told herself to calm down, then calmly closed the folder, stood up, with a generous and decent smile on the corner of her mouth: "Mr. Jiang."

"Mr. Cheng came so early." Jiang Yu stared straight at her face.

"Well, I'm used to being early."

There was no flaw on her face, as if she was wearing the most perfect mask.

That smile didn't catch my eyes, it was just polite, just polite, under the smile was the indifference that Dudu gave her, like a silent revenge.

Jiang Yu remembered the scene he had just seen downstairs, and immediately lost the mood of pretending to be polite. He looked away, turned and walked towards the meeting room, "Come in."

At the moment when she turned her back, Cheng Suran's calm face cracked a bit, but it recovered soon.

The two entered the conference room one after another and sat down separately. Jiang Yu glanced at the document bag in Cheng Suran's hand, and asked casually, "What were you looking at just now?"

"Information for the afternoon meeting." Cheng Suran was startled after finishing speaking, and suddenly realized that he was a little annoyed and lowered his eyes.

Jiang Yu didn't realize it, "There's still a meeting in the afternoon? Is the schedule so rushed?"

Cheng Suran took a deep breath secretly, and wanted to say that this was his own private matter and had nothing to do with you, but after thinking about it, it was too deliberate, just like what he told himself after calming down yesterday, he should not hide or run away.

It's just an old friend who hasn't seen each other for a long time.

It's a benefactor.

Thinking about it, she calmed down a lot, raised her eyes and hummed, and said, "I'm quite busy, and I have to go on a business trip tomorrow, so I hope to sign the contract as soon as possible."

That makes more sense.

A small contract like this does not require any formal and solemn occasions, nor does it require such a sacred and grand pomp. Both parties can sign after reading it, and it will take a few minutes, very quickly.

Cheng Suran felt that he could hold on.

really--

Jiang Yu frowned, said nothing more, and pushed the prepared contract over, "Sign it if there is no problem." He handed over a pen.

This scene seems familiar.

The moment Cheng Suran opened the contract, a clear image flashed in his mind...

The girl was sitting on the sofa, well-behaved and reserved, with her legs placed upright and well-behaved. A woman as cold as a snake was sitting opposite her, looking at her like a hunter.

[Sister, is this legally binding? ]

[No.Give the children a sense of ritual, as long as you are good, my sister means what she says. ]

Bold red font: Do not be tempted.

like blood.

It was August 2019, 8, a sunny morning, and she sold herself like pork in a vegetable market.

Then she moved her heart in that unequal relationship.

Six years later, she still couldn't forget that humble and weak self, the ugly and embarrassing self, the self who was still deeply trapped in it even though she knew she couldn't get it...

Cheng Suran clenched the pen holder tightly, his knuckles turned slightly white.

After reading a page of the contract for a long time, it was so long that Jiang Yu noticed something was wrong with her, his lips moved, and subconsciously blurted out: "Of course, what's wrong?"

Cheng Suran came back to his senses in an instant, and the panic in his eyes flashed away. Fortunately, he lowered his head and was looking at the contract, so as not to reveal his emotions.

"It's okay." She turned a page, felt Jiang Yu looking at her, and felt more and more nervous.

Jiang Yu played with the pen in his hand, his eyes were meaningful.

kid...

The acting is getting better and better.

Are you angry with her?Or revenge on her?Sure enough, when she grew up, she learned to give her a cold knife.

There was an eerie silence in the room.

After a while, after reading the contract, Cheng Suran adjusted his expression, raised his head, his eyes were as calm as water, "No problem." After speaking, he signed his name and pressed his fingerprint.

Jiang Yu also signed his name and stamped the company seal.

"Pleasant to work with."

She reaches out.

Cheng Suran hesitated for a moment, and reached out to shake hands with her.

When her palm touched the warm skin, she felt her heart palpitate, and her quiet eyes were about to burst, but she closed them in less than two seconds, and smiled nonchalantly: "Happy cooperation."

it is finally over.

Cheng Suran put the contract into the file bag, inevitably quickened his movements and stood up.

"Since the cooperation is happy, let's have dinner together, please." Jiang Yu sat still on the chair, looking at her deeply.

Cheng Suran was startled, and shook his head with a faint smile: "Thank you Mr. Jiang for your kindness, let's forget about eating, I still have work in the afternoon."

Turn around and leave.

Suddenly, her wrist tightened, and she was caught off guard and pulled back, lost her center of gravity, and fell into the soft embrace full of iris fragrance.

However, in the next second, she was pushed against the wall again, with two plain white hands supporting her side, the warm breath and the large shadows pressing down on her head, she was imprisoned in a small world, unable to move .

"Boss Jiang, what are you doing..." Cheng Suran struggled in panic and glared at her angrily, but he did not forget his disguise.

Jiang Yu lowered his head slightly, and the tip of his nose touched her face, "Are you angry with your sister?"

"No."

"Then why are you in such a hurry?"

"I have work in the afternoon."

"I called you Ranran just now, why didn't you emphasize that your surname is Cheng?"

"I didn't pay attention to the contract." Cheng Suran was expressionless, but the hand hanging by his side pinched his palm.

"Really?" Jiang Yu chuckled, "Isn't it because I remembered something?"

Cheng Suran was stiff all over.

A heavy hammer hit her heart hard, and the solid defense built up over the years collapsed easily, leaving only dross in pieces.

For a long time, she has been brooding over the past nurturing relationship, like a thorn in her heart, which has grown deep into the flesh and cannot be pulled out.How many nights, she cried and woke up from her dream, submerged by the surge of self-loathing, she was Jiang Yu's canary for a while, and Jiang Yu's canary for the rest of her life, and she could never wash off that brand .

He could never lift his head up in front of Jiang Yu.

She hates herself.

Why did she go to a nightclub to sing, why did she agree to be adopted, why did she fall in love with Jiang Yu...

"Why don't you talk?" Seeing her mask cracking a little bit, Jiang Yu felt the pleasure of revenge in his heart, and a voice was crazily clamoring - give her back all the tenderness and beauty that belonged to her originally.

not to another woman.

The blood rushes to the top of the head, stabbing the temples throbbing. This feeling is like being drunk, and when the energy passes, the emotion slowly dissipates.

Jiang Yu calmed down again.

what is she doingWhat are you talking about?

She and Ranran are no longer in a nurturing relationship. They are now sitting at the conference table and cooperating as equals. They...

All memories stay in five years ago.

She is still the master of thought.

"Of course..." Jiang Yu lowered his arms and hugged the person in his arms.

Cheng Suran's eyelashes trembled, his face remained expressionless, he slowly put away his thoughts, and pushed her away, "Boss Jiang, I'm leaving."

The perfect mask fit perfectly again.