Forbidden

For a moment, Cheng Suran was bewitched by that smile.

Looking at this face up close, the outline is deep, the facial features are cold, the brows and eyes are still sharp, and the skin is well maintained. It can't be seen that it is approaching 40 years old.

Every frown and smile can charm people's hearts.

Seeing that she was silent, as if shaken, the smile on the corner of Jiang Yu's mouth deepened, and he said in a gentle tone, "Of course, okay?"

Cheng Suran came back to his senses, realized that he almost fell into it, and was secretly annoyed.

"Sorry for the inconvenience."

"..."

Jiang Yu's smile froze slightly, a little stiff, but soon returned to normal, "It's okay, then don't bother me." The loss in his eyes flashed away.

Cheng Suran didn't miss it any more, turned around and walked towards the gate of the community.

Jiang Yu watched her go away.

The wheels of the suitcase ran over the ground, making a sound of friction. Cheng Suran walked mechanically, as if he could feel a gaze falling on him from behind, and the hand holding the lever was getting tighter and tighter.

Walking around the corner, she hid behind the bushes, quietly peeled aside the leaves and looked out.

The car stopped there quietly.

The person in the driver's seat looked in this direction.

Cheng Suran took a deep breath, retracted his head, quickened his pace and continued walking.

The elevator went upstairs and entered the house. She threw the box away, quickly changed her slippers and ran to the window to look. The left half of the gate of the community was in her field of vision.

The car still hasn't left.

The figure in the driver's seat was already blurred.

Smaller, lonely, lonely.

Cheng Suran's heart was filled with mixed emotions, his chest felt heavy and he couldn't breathe.

Calm down, be calm.

She didn't ask Jiang Yu to send her back, maybe it was a trick?Jiang Yu has been wanting to find out her address for a day or two, and now he already knows the name of the community, nothing more...

She said to herself in her heart.

After a while, the car turned around on the spot and slowly drove away from the gate of the community.

Cheng Suran breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the dining table, poured a large glass of water down, his frantic heartbeat seemed to be cooled, and gradually calmed down.

She couldn't help but think of Jiang Yu's every move just now...

After taking off the gold master's coat, he was as naive as a child, a little strange, but also a little cute.Is this what she really looks like?Who would have thought that the big sister, who looks strong and stern on the outside, has a pink and tender girlish heart in private, and the whole room is filled with rabbit dolls at home.

Gee.

childish ghost.

Cheng Suran thought about it and laughed.

Ah, why is she thinking about her again?bah bah bah——

Cheng Suran patted his face, drove the image of that man out of his mind, and got up to cook.

At this moment, the door of the living room opened, and Wen Ruoxian came in from the outside.

"Ran Ran……"

The two looked at each other.

She raised the square flat box in her hand and smiled mysteriously, "Guess what it is?"

Cheng Suran raised his eyebrows, "Don't guess, just tell me." After finishing speaking, he muttered softly, "Every time I can't guess..."

Wen Ruoxian was amused, took a utility knife, and cut open the packaging bag outside the box. Cheng Suran stared at it expectantly, saying no to guessing, but he had already guessed all possible items in his heart.

A steering wheel cover.

"Huh?" Cheng Suran was surprised.

"The steering wheel cover you are using now is too hard. It knocked your arm like that last time. This one is very soft. There is an airbag between the outer fluff and the inner cushion, which can play a cushioning role under strong impact. It is also very thin. It will affect the feel of the steering wheel." Wen Ruoxian said while making a demonstration, with a gentle tone.

"The milky coffee color just matches the color of your car's interior."

Cheng Suran took it and touched it. It was fluffy and soft, and he couldn't put it down. He didn't know whether it was a surprise or a touch.

The bruises on her arms had faded long ago, and her skin was as smooth as ever, and she herself forgot about it.

"Do you like it?" Wen Ruoxian looked at her expectantly.

Cheng Suran nodded, "I like it! I'll put it on tomorrow."

Looking at the two shallow dimples, Wen Ruoxian was a little lost, and suddenly remembered something, "By the way, but..."

"Ok?"

"I'm going back for the Mid-Autumn Festival this year, so I can't accompany you." Her smile dimmed.

Cheng Suran was taken aback, shrugged with a smile, and said, "It's okay, I'm not a child, it's normal to be alone at home, don't worry."

Before meeting Wen Ruoxian, she spent every traditional festival alone, except for the Mid-Autumn Festival when she was 20 years old.After getting to know Wen Ruoxian, as long as there are festivals, no matter how far apart, whether at home or abroad, she will always come to accompany her.

In order to accompany her, Ruoxian has not been home on holidays for three years.

Ruoxian is a family man.

unlike her...

It's the same everywhere.

Hearing what she said, Wen Ruoxian felt even more sad, sighed and lowered his head.

"You have spent so many festivals with me, this time is not bad, and we live together every day, as long as we think about it, every day can be a festival." Cheng Suran clearly saw the sadness in her eyes, felt guilty and distressed, and hugged her arm, comforting and acting like a baby.

"Don't be unhappy, sister Xian...ah no, Ruoxian, little Xianxian~"

I don't have a long memory.

Although she changed her words in time, Wen Ruoxian still heard it. She looked at Cheng Suran with gentle eyes, hiding the faint emotion in her eyes, and finally couldn't help but speak.

"Of course, do you have a real sister?"

"No."

"?"

Wen Ruoxian was completely confused, with complicated eyes, "You seem to like the name 'sister' very much..."

Cheng Suran was stunned.

A face quickly flashed through my mind.

"Oh, the one who is older than me is called sister, isn't it?" She pretended to be calm and covered it up with a smile.

Wen Ruoxian also nodded perfunctorily: "Yes, that's right."

Obviously not so.

She knew that Ranran had a cousin who had bullied her since she was a child. The so-called "sister" first excluded the cousin, and then excluded her own sister. Then, without blood relationship, it could only be other female friends...

A bold guess floated up.

Do not……

She can't think too much, because her sexuality is limited, and any woman has her own filter when she sees it. Sometimes it is because she thinks too much that she is constantly troubled.

If you continue to ask, you will be unhappy.

……

Blink to the end of the month.

Time flowed away in the busy work, Cheng Suran went on a business trip for a week, and changed eight cities in seven days, until the rest day, he finally felt a little bit alive.

I slept until noon and got up, ate something hastily, and sat in the study in the afternoon to repair the model.

Things have been left in the study for many days without moving, the broken arm of the villain, the broken swing in the garden, the scattered background decorations... everything is still the same as when it was just brought back.

Cheng Suran looked at it, and suddenly felt that even if it was repaired, it would be meaningless.

The gift of the past, the broken gift, let it stay in the past, the defect also symbolizes breaking the past, why repair it?Restoration means restoration, restoration of items, restoration of relationships...

Cheng Suran was so upset that he simply stopped thinking about it and started working.

According to the repair plan she wrote, the fallen background decorations only need to be glued on with super glue, which is very simple. The broken swing and the little guy with the missing arm are big projects, and if they fail, they need to be remade.

The afternoon passed like this.

When the phone rang, Cheng Suran raised his head from the table full of materials, and when he looked at the caller ID, he was stunned.

Jiang Yu...

Her heart skipped a beat, she didn't know if it was from nervousness or something else.I haven't contacted for a long time, and I seem to have forgotten this person, but at the moment I saw the name, all the familiarity came up.

After hesitating for a few seconds, she pressed the green button, and her voice was so calm and indifferent: "Boss Jiang?"

"Of course, where are you? Are you busy?" A woman's gentle voice came from the phone.

Cheng Suran subconsciously said: "Rest at home, what's wrong?"

There was a pause for two seconds, and he said, "I have some clothes here that I want to show you."

"what clothes?"

"I designed and made it myself, and I think you should like it. How about it, I'll send it now..."

Before she could finish speaking, Cheng Suran urgently interrupted: "No need."

The sound stopped abruptly.

Silence was like an invisible hand, pinching Cheng Suran's throat, and she felt a sense of guilt in a trance.

She should hang up.

The other party didn't hang up either.

"If it's okay, I..."

"Ran Ran."

This time it was Cheng Suran's turn to be interrupted.

The other end was silent for a long time, and finally spoke, but the voice was a few degrees lower, a little heavy. "Wait until you see them with your own eyes, touch them with your own hands, and then decide, okay?" The last sentence is very light.

Like a whisper in the ear.

Cheng Suran's throat was a little congested, he hesitated for a while, and whispered: "Okay, call me when you get to the door, and I'll go down."

"Ah."

Jiang Yu died first.

Cheng Suran put down the phone, only to realize that her heart was beating so fast, and she felt chills all over her body. She took a deep breath and slumped on the chair.

Just look at the door.

She consoled herself.

……

Twenty minutes later, Cheng Suran hurried to the gate of the community.

The black car stopped there quietly before she approached, the driver's door opened, Jiang Yu got out of the car unhurriedly, and smiled at her faintly.

She suddenly regretted that she came down in her pajamas and slippers.

"..."

"Of course—" Jiang Yu opened the trunk, smiled and waved to her.

Cheng Suran thought it was just a few pieces of clothes, just take a quick look at them, but he didn't expect that there were seven or eight rectangular large flat cartons piled up in the trunk, sealed with off-white gold wire and tightly wrapped.

"What do you think?" She frowned.

Jiang Yu stretched out his hand to hold one end of the carton, and made a movement to lift it up, "Just lift it up, come on, let's help."

Cheng Suran: "..."

"The fabrics of these clothes are quite special. If they are wrinkled or have too many creases, they will affect the overall shape and appearance, so they can only be packed in a large cardboard box. It is really inconvenient, but I promise you will like it." Jiang Yu seemed to see her hesitation, and explained in a leisurely manner, with affection in his deep eyes.

Cheng Suran looked at her, then at the paper box, pursed his lips again and again, and after a while, he nodded slightly.

"Fine……"

She stepped forward and stretched out her hand, held the other end of the paper box, and worked with Jiang Yu to carefully lift it out.

Jiang Yu freed up one hand and touched the key. The tailgate automatically lowered and the whole car was locked. "Let's go, you lead the way."

The two walked sideways into the community like crabs.

Marina Bay is considered a high-end community, its level is only one level lower than Green Shang Mansion, the community is well greened and the environment is beautiful, there are a total of seven buildings in it, the highest is 32 floors.

Five buildings, eighteen floors, two floors and two households, 1802.

Jiang Yu memorized it silently.

As soon as she entered the door, she held her breath and looked around calmly.

The house is decorated in a very low-key, modern style. There is no main light in the living room, which makes the space look very spacious and bright. She likes this design.

"Put it on the ground first, and I'll get you slippers."

"it is good."

The two carefully put the carton down.

Cheng Suran opened the shoe cabinet, took a pair of men's slippers that are always reserved for guests, and put them at her feet, "If you can't fit women's slippers, you can wear men's slippers."

She remembered that Jiang Yu wore size 42 shoes.

"Yeah." Jiang Yu turned his face to the side, avoiding her sight, and pursed his lips into a smirk.

"What would you like to drink? Water, fruit wine, yogurt or herbal tea."

"Boiled water."

The two carried the paper box to the sofa again, Jiang Yu sat down, Cheng Suran turned and went to the kitchen, took a clean glass to rinse, poured warm water and put it in front of her.

"Thank you." Jiang Yu said politely.

"Do you have scissors? I'll help you open the box, you can try it now."

Cheng Suran went to get the scissors again, keeping his eyes down, without looking at her, and silently passed the scissors over, his eyes only fell on her hands that were skilled in cutting and sealing the edges.

All eight boxes were opened, and there were two dresses, three tops, one pair of trousers, and two short skirts inside, sealed with a special layer of film paper, which was very delicate.

"Try these trousers first to see if the size is right." Jiang Yu removed the wrapping paper of the trousers and picked them up straight.

Cheng Suran lowered his eyes and reached out to take it.

This is a pair of flared trousers with black and white letter patterns, side slits on the calf, and a high waist.The moment her fingertips touched the fabric, she knew it was the feel she liked.

Without hesitation, she tore off the wrapping paper of the short skirt with her bare hands, and brought it into the room together with the trousers.

Jiang Yu sat on the sofa and waited.

A few minutes later, Cheng Suran came out and had already changed back into her pajama pants, but her expression was a little weird, neither satisfied nor dissatisfied.

"How is it?" Jiang Yu looked at her with a smile.

Cheng Suran hugged the trousers and skirt, frowned slightly, and asked in a questioning tone: "Why is the size just right?"

"because……"

Jiang Yu curled his lips, his eyes rippling, "I designed it according to your figure." After finishing speaking, before Cheng Suran could speak again, she picked up the jacket that had just been removed from the bag, and stood up, "Try this again." , with a complete set."

She raised her long arms, put her hands on Cheng Suran's shoulders, and was about to put them on for her.

—— beep

The living room door opened.

Wen Ruoxian came in from outside with her bag.

Jiang Yu raised his head.