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The woman's charming voice echoed in his ears, and Jiang Yu got goosebumps all over his body.

She used to think that Bai Lu's voice was nice, but she didn't know when it started, whenever she heard Bai Lu speak, she would shudder and faintly feel sick.

The oppressive feeling of suffocation made her irritable, as if she was challenging her own limit.

Just ignore Bai Lu.

If you want to die, go to death.

she thought so...

But as long as she thought of the scene of that evening, the thick and glaring blood in front of her eyes stained the carpet of the guest room red, and the woman fell in a pool of blood, she had to hold back and suppress her thoughts.

When I was a child, my mother committed suicide in order to save her father. It was also at night that the mother tied the little girl to the seat with disheveled hair and white clothes. She scratched her arm with a knife in front of her, and the blood dripped on her face. , Warm and smelly, she wailed loudly.

[I can't blame mom, I blame you, blame your heartless father, it's you, it's because of you two that I'm going to die...]

More than 30 years later, the picture is still clear.

"Sister Yu?" Bai Lu reached out to pinch her chin, "Why are you ignoring me?"

Jiang Yu regained consciousness in an instant, blocked the hand, and said casually: "It's uncomfortable to sleep with it on. Did you mean to make me uncomfortable?"

Bai Lu was stunned for a moment, then retracted resentfully, "No..." She showed a flattering expression, "Then...then take it off when you go to sleep."

Like a child who did something wrong.

Jiang Yu breathed a sigh of relief, surprise flashed in his eyes.

This girl will also compromise?

Is it as long as she blames her in turn, then...

"Sister Yu, there are also earrings. These are custom-made, unique." Bai Lu picked up another jewelry box as if offering a treasure.

"It goes with the necklace and the ring."

Jiang Yu was being played around like a doll, and his irritability gradually rose in his heart.

Bai Lu was not like this before.

At that time, she was enthusiastic, cheerful, hard-working, and obedient. Jiang Yu asked her to do whatever she wanted, such as letting go of her domestic fame and going to Paris to develop, trying on clothes for brands for free, and attending large and small non-commercial shows to try to show her face more, not impetuous. Don't worry, be steadfast and willing to endure hardships.

She is like a toddler, and Jiang Yu is the mother who follows.

When Bai Lu hadn't formed her own style, she could only imitate Jiang Yu regardless of her step, typhoon or lens expression. That was when she was most like Jiang Yu, and some fans even called her "Little Jiang Yu".

At that time Jiang Yu was proud of her.

The person I brought out with my own hands is like a younger sister, like a child. Watching her grow up bit by bit, the feelings are very complicated.

Later, Bai Lu became famous and had her own style. After gradually getting rid of Jiang Yu's shadow, she changed, became extreme, became difficult, and twisted...

Jiang Yu wondered if it might be because of her high work intensity and high pressure, but every time she asked, Bai Lu just said that she was not tired and that she lived happily every day.

Jiang Yu also suspected for a moment that she had other thoughts about herself, but Bai Lu once brought her boyfriend to her with a happy face, and she quickly erased this ridiculous doubt.

She didn't understand at all.

How can a good person become like this?

Tian Lin said that Bai Lu was a giant baby, and she couldn't agree with her, but she was a little annoyed and sad.

"Wow—" Bai Lu suddenly exclaimed, "Sister Yu, you are so beautiful! I have really good eyesight."

The mirror was raised in front of Jiang Yu again.

Jiang Yu took a hasty look, smiled perfunctorily, and said, "Well, it's pretty good. I'm hungry, let's go eat."

"Okay, eat." Bai Lu stood up and took her arm.

My aunt made dinner, knowing that the two of them ate little at night. The dinner table basically consisted of vitamins and protein, a little vegetables, a little fish and shrimp, and a little fruit.

Jiang Yu didn't have much appetite, so he sat down and ate a few prawns, then drank water all the time.

Bai Lu quietly observed her face, lowered her eyes, picked a cherry, put it in her mouth, and said in a low voice after chewing, "Sister Yu, isn't Sister Mina busy with foreign model docking recently, she has no time to take care of me, I just want to have time Go and help her, what do you think?"

"You are too busy with work, how can you help?" Jiang Yu frowned.

"It's just a matter of convenience. For example, I met a new model at a certain show. Just build a bridge in the middle, let the other party sign with our company, and then promote it. Maybe I can get a few dollars. The one who wants to terminate the contract and change jobs."

"You are a model, not a scout."

Mina is the company's chief broker, director of the brokerage department, and Bai Lu's manager. In the past few years, she has been working for Bai Lu on the surface, and she took Bai Lu to run outside. The two have a good relationship and often appear together.

"I just want to help you with something. I won't delay work. After all, I'm from my own family. If I can help, I will definitely help. Don't let the fat and water flow into other people's fields." Bai Lu smiled and took a piece of fish, and brought it to her lips.

Jiang Yu dodged back, picked up the chopsticks, took the fish and put it into his mouth, chewing slowly.

Bai Lu's eyes darkened, and she slowly retracted her chopsticks.

"Well, as long as it doesn't affect your work, you can do whatever you want, but if you can't handle it, don't force yourself, and leave it to Mina." Jiang Yu said in a worrying tone like an old mother.

It's better to let her go to work than to pester myself.

call--

Bai Lu immediately beamed with joy, "Yeah, Sister Yu is the best."

……

The hot August is coming to an end in a busy way.

At the end of the month, Cheng Suran was finally able to rest for two days. In order to cooperate with her, Wen Ruoxian did not make any arrangements in advance for these two days, so he was free and planned to accompany her.

Wen Ruoxian went to the company in the morning and didn't come back until after noon.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Cheng Suran leaning on the sofa in his pajamas, holding a glass of wine and taking small sips. On the table was a half-empty fruit wine bottle and a takeaway lunch box.

"Ran Ran……"

Wen Ruoxian frowned slightly, changed his shoes, and walked over slowly, smelling the smell of oil and salt in the air. "Did you have takeaway for lunch?"

The person on the sofa looked dull, and his eyes were a little out of focus. He only recovered after hearing the sound, looked up at her, and quickly glanced at the lunch box on the table that he hadn't had time to throw away, blushing with guilt.

"I'm too lazy to cook, it's just... the last time, I promise."

Cheng Suran raised three fingers, blinked, and looked at her coquettishly.

She has a knack for being cute.

"Forgive you." Wen Ruoxian shook her head with an annoyed smile, stretched out her index finger, and lightly poked her forehead.

"However, I should have come back earlier so that I can cook for you, because a client came over temporarily... oh."

Usually busy with work, eating takeaway is a last resort, but you must cook by yourself on rest days, this is the "rule" that Wen Ruoxian set for the two of them.In this strange big city, they can be said to rely on each other and take care of each other.

"Don't say that," Cheng Suran sat up straight and put down his wine glass, "You're not my nanny, I can take care of myself, just be lazy once in a while."

Her smile was a bit vain, it only stayed on the superficial layer, and didn't penetrate deep into her eyes.

Wen Ruoxian glanced over the wine bottle, then stared at her.

Today is August 27th.

Since they met each other, Cheng Suran has been in a bad mood every year, and his mood is obviously heavier than usual. It's okay if he has a job, but if he doesn't have a job, he stays at home and doesn't go out all day.

In the past when the two places were separated, they often made voice calls or video calls at night, but every day, Cheng Suran seemed to lack interest and was unwilling to talk much.

After one or two times, Wen Ruoxian found out, and couldn't hold back his curiosity, so he asked her.

However, it was the day when I met a very important person for the first time.

This answer was like cold water pouring cold water on her head.

[Is that person still there? ]

[Not here. ]

[sorry……]

[Gone from me. ]

From then on, she knew that there was a person living in her heart, a very important person.There is a sexual orientation between them that cannot be crossed, and a white moonlight that cannot be crossed.

In this life, I can only be friends with Ranran.

Thinking of this, Wen Ruoxian's eyes were dark, but he still took her hand and rubbed it comfortingly, "Of course, shall we go to see the musical fountain at night? After working for so many days, going out to relax is good for your health."

"Okay," Cheng Suran nodded, "Wait until I finish cleaning the room."

After she finished speaking, she withdrew her hand, stood up, cleaned up the mess on the table, threw it into the trash can, and turned into the kitchen.

After a while, she came out wearing an apron, and went to the balcony to get cleaning supplies.

Wen Ruoxian sat on the sofa in silence.

The bedrooms of the two are facing each other. Cheng Suran's room is facing south, with the largest area and plenty of sunlight, with a small balcony. Wen Ruoxian's room is facing northwest, with a smaller area, less sunlight, and only a bay window.

When choosing a room, Wen Ruoxian insisted on living in the bay window room and asked Cheng Suran to live in the balcony room.

So I stayed like this.

Cheng Suran brought in a vacuum cleaner and sucked the dust in the room, making a constant buzzing noise, then took out all the small objects placed there, and dusted them one by one.

There was a ding ding dong dong.

Moved to the bottom of the closet, there was a silver metal item inside, partly covered by the hanging long clothes, Cheng Suran stared blankly at it, and took it out.

It's a safe.

She instantly remembered what was inside.

Enter the well-recited password by accident, and open it. The dusty items for a long time are exposed to the air, exuding the smell of time.

A big black bag, a fig-scented candle, a dress that won’t change shape, an old laptop…and so on.

There is also a yellow embroidered bunny.

Cheng Suran froze.

Suddenly the phone rang outside, Wen Ruoxian called her: "Of course, there is a call."

"...Here we come." Cheng Suran hurriedly got up and went out.

The caller came from a number without a note, but she knew the string of numbers by heart.

The ringing kept ringing, Cheng Suran's face turned pale, and he held the phone for a long time without moving, Wen Ruoxian sensed that something was wrong with her, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, a client." She pressed the green button and went back to the room.

"Hey?"

"Of course, it's me." The familiar voice penetrated into my ears.

Cheng Suran took a deep breath, and there were shallow ripples in the ice lake in his heart, but he pretended not to know, and said lightly: "So it's Mr. Jiang."

There was a moment of silence over there, and said, "When are you free? Last time I talked about the long-term cooperation, let's make an appointment to talk about it. By the way, I want to visit your company."

Cheng Suran breathed a sigh of relief.

It's business.

"At ten o'clock in the morning the day after tomorrow, the address is on my business card." She said calmly.

Jiang Yu didn't hesitate, "Okay, see you the day after tomorrow."

Then hang up.

Cheng Suran pursed his lips, exhaled slowly, threw the phone beside the bed, squatted down, and stuffed the things dug out of the safe back in one go.

……

After getting Cheng Suran's business card, Jiang Yu dialed the string of numbers twice.

Both times no one answered.

She wondered if Ranran did it on purpose, or there was something wrong with the phone number.But talking about business is an excellent excuse. She didn't want to waste it, so she was not discouraged. The third time she finally got through and set a time.

On this day, Jiang Yu woke up early and worked hard in the cloakroom to choose clothes.

Although she was going to discuss business matters, she was selfish and didn't want to dress too seriously or formally, but she just wanted to keep a good balance, and she was very entangled.

Her confidence as a supermodel was gone at the moment.

After picking and choosing for two hours, Jiang Yu finally chose an avocado-colored silk printed dress. The light cream green is very suitable for summer. The printed pattern is a slightly darkened primary color, leaf-shaped, mixed with pure white, neither fancy nor fancy. Not dull.

The accessories are a small white square bag, a thin silver necklace without a pendant, earrings, and a silver ring worn on the index finger.

She put on a delicate makeup and took care of her hair carefully.

At 09:30, I went out, and at [-]:[-], the driver drove the car under a certain building in the CBD.

There is more than one company in this building. Jiang Yu registered as a visitor at the front desk of the lobby, and took the elevator to the sixteenth floor.As the number slowly rose, so did her heartbeat.

Others in the elevator looked sideways at her.

On the sixteenth floor, Jiang Yu strode out with long legs, took off his sunglasses with his right hand, and faced the spacious and bright hall, four young girls sat in a row at the front desk.

She glanced around, walked over, and explained her purpose to the front desk.

"Okay, Mr. Jiang, please wait a moment." The sister at the front desk picked up the landline and dialed.

Not long after, a young woman in white came out from the right side, her eyes fell on her, she was slightly startled, and then put on a professional smile, "Mr. I'll be back soon, please follow me to Chief Cheng's office and wait for a while."

Jiang Yu nodded slightly, walked in front slowly, and looked around silently.

The office area is divided into four blocks, so the staff does not appear crowded. The color selection of tables and chairs is simple and elegant, and green plants and potted plants can be seen everywhere.Passing through this area, there is a row of offices behind, all with glass doors, transparent and bright.

A woman in a coffee-colored sleeveless shirt walked towards him.

With deep eyebrows and tall nose, like a face of mixed blood, Jiang Yu's familiar memory was awakened in an instant...