Mr. Tan, I heard that you used to love me

Until Tan Zongming sent his friend out, Luo Rou didn't come down from upstairs, and ordered the servants to bring snacks and the like.

He went upstairs to check, and found that the study was empty, and the window screen fluttered a little strangely.

Suddenly Tan Zongming's face changed, and he walked quickly to the desk—it was in good condition, he remembered that the drawer was not closed tightly before going out.

——Yes, the marks he left on purpose.

Before the hand touched the drawer handle, a voice sounded behind him: "What are you looking for?"

When he raised his eyes, Luo Rou was standing at the gate, looking at him calmly.

My heart sank.

He smiled habitually: "You didn't go down just now, I was a little worried about what happened to you."

"Has Mr. Xie left?"

"He left beforehand...I have known him for decades. Dongjia is a good man. He asked us to visit his home sometime when we are free. His wife is a music professor. We should hit it off with you..."

"is it?"

Luo Rou approached step by step, the backs of the two seemed to be stuck together, but in fact - she staggered his touch, opened the drawer and turned over the documents, "What are you looking for?"

Tan Zongming's eyes flashed, knowing that she should have seen all of them.

However, he didn't say anything, let alone make any excuses.Staring at her with complicated eyes, she found it funny: "How did you tell me that?"

"Back when we were talking about Andy, you said that as a friend who respected Andy's wishes, you would not cross that line, let alone investigate..."

"And is that what you're doing to me now?"

Finally, come to the showdown.

"...I want to get to know you." He sighed slowly. "I know very well that there are some things you won't tell me. It's hidden in your heart and no one can see it."

"Originally, I had the confidence and patience to wait for you to tell me. I naively thought that there would be such a day. But the more I got in touch with you, the more I understood that there are some things you will never say unless there is an external force to force you to say it."

"And you are too self-reliant, many things make me useless, obviously you have my golden thighs, but you are looking for other ways that are several times more troublesome..." He wanted to pull Luorou's hand, but she brushed it away.

"...I want to know what happened in your past." The mature and wise man got serious and only saw the reflection of one person in his eyes, "It is true that I missed your past, but I want to have countless times with you." future and possibilities.”

"I want to untie the knot in your heart, and try my best to find out why you became the way you are now..." What's even more fearful is losing you while not understanding anything.

It's a pity that the last sentence completely ignited the nerve that Luo Rou had been tense all along——

"Do you really understand me?"

Her chest rose and fell slightly, her breathing quickened——

"I am no longer the beautiful and simple Luo Rou in your memory!"

Before and after her rebirth, she was no longer the little girl who had never experienced anything back then and smiled coquettishly on stage.

Family misfortune, status gap, first step into society, every step is enough to crush the naive her.

In order to get her aunt, Luo's family business, she bears the burden of humiliation to marry her enemy and frame her younger sister. After getting everything, she completely gets rid of her enemy and the thorn in her side, but in the end she was abducted, trafficked and wheeled because she wanted to save the kidnapped Luo Yi. / rape and even be poisoned to death.

How could she, the proud daughter of heaven, be so cruel.

She was poisoned together with Luo Yi, and she chose to give Luo Yi the only antidote because she didn't think of relief, but she opened her eyes after death and returned to the turning point in her life that just happened a few years ago like a nightmare.

How could she not go crazy, how could she not collapse after such an encounter?

Even psychotherapy could not alleviate her panic and anxiety.

Recalling everything, her eyes were filled with tears, "...you know, I haven't slept a single day in the past few years, living like a walking dead, if I don't have the belief in revenge to keep urging me, I will definitely not be able to survive Now……"

Tan Zongming's heart ached for his lover's choked words and tears.

He wanted to step forward to hug her into his arms, Luo Rou took two steps back, his eyes were so fragile, "Until I met you, I felt more relaxed than ever when I was with you. No one has ever been so kind to me, so good." Overwhelmed me..."

It's no wonder that during the time he showed her kindness, she was always like an unlit cowhide lantern, smiling and avoiding without a trace.It turned out that I was afraid and couldn't believe this sudden feeling.

"Later you also knew that I didn't go to psychotherapy anymore... because you are my light and my belief."

The lover's sudden confession made Tan Zongming's eyes widen slightly.

... He never knew that his own girl saw him in this way, and he didn't know at all... the importance of him in her heart.

"But I'm also afraid," she changed her words, her throat was dry: "It was Luo Rou who was as arrogant as the sun, not me who was completely different from what I saw before."

"No, it's not..." Tan Zongming wanted to refute.

"Listen to me!" Luo Rou interrupted him, "I'm not as good as you think, I'm so bad!"

Her heart has long been blackened and is no longer pure.

"I am indifferent, selfish, hypocritical and vain, and my outlook on life, values ​​and the world are no different from those of the secular people outside. Words such as kindness, simplicity and beauty have never been with me for the rest of my life. Do you know what I have experienced? You don't know! No one knows! "In that memory, she was the only one who swallowed the bitter fruit alone, "I...my hands are covered with blood, how can I be worthy of love like this?" After two lifetimes, "God has never cared for me, no."

"..." Tan Zongming grimaced and pursed his lips.

The woman's eyes are red, and the stubborn look of trying not to cry is more distressing and pity than pure tears.

He stretched out his long arms and hugged his lover firmly, and sighed with his chin on the top of her hair, "Fool, no matter you were in the past or you are now, I only know that it is you, my lover."

"I love your beauty, your stubbornness, your indifference and selfishness that protects your outer shell, and I love your soft, scarred heart even more."

"Every aspect of you is enough to drive me crazy."

The two hugged each other tightly, and the shadows on the ground could no longer tell who was wrong with whom.

"The reason why I push you so hard is that I have no self-confidence and a sense of security in the final analysis."

The woman in his arms has always been so strong that he thinks it doesn't matter if she doesn't have him, and any man can take his place, so he is afraid, afraid of losing her.

It's rare to find a lover who longs to be with him for a lifetime, how can he let go casually?

In Tan Zongming's life dictionary, there is no word to give up.

Because of desire, demons are born.

"I was stunned." Delusion broke her wings one by one, let her fall and could only rely on him to survive, but forgot how proud she could bear this kind of sex that was more terrible than death.

He...is selfish after all.

"Let's start over, shall we?" Kissing the forehead of the lover in my arms, "Don't cling to the past, only promise the future. If you want to tell me, I'll listen. If you don't tell me, I'll be with you." As long as The person next to her is him.

He bowed his head and leaned over to kiss away the woman's slowly falling tears, the warm and salty taste.

"I love you, baby." So much, so much.

At the same time, I'm glad I didn't lose you.

Tan Zongming recalled that dream, which had haunted him for more than a month.

In the dream, he was Ming Lou, the eldest son of Ming, a patriotic business family in Shanghai during the Republic of China.Later, he devoted himself to the revolutionary cause and was a double-faced agent with multiple missions and multiple identities.

When the country is in crisis, how difficult it is to prosper the country.

Like many patriotic revolutionaries, he was desperate for the great cause of the motherland and took risks many times.Unlike the frontline generals, his identity has always been humane.

And in a certain accidental mission, he met the most special person in his life.

That woman didn't get along with him for a long time, but it made him miss her all his life.

A smile, a look in the eyes of the other party, and even every small detail seemed to be engraved so clearly in his mind.

I'm afraid no one would have guessed that there would be someone who would take Minglou in the eyes of outsiders into his heart.

It's a pity that they were born in the wrong era, and the two were separated for life and never saw each other again.

And he is Tan Zongming, not Mingjia Minglou.

Never fall into the dream and lose the one you love.

Patiently waited for her to cry and vent all her negative emotions, and kept coaxing her lover whose nose was red from crying with gentle words.Tan Zongming let out a hearty laugh: "Look, baby, I think it's really pretty even when you cry and wear makeup and turn into a cat with a colorful face."

Wiping the tear stains on his cheeks, Luo Rou pushed him but didn't push, and beat him: "Fuck off, I'm using waterproof cosmetics, where's the painted face cat..."

——The lover's point is always missed, he laughed.

"Okay, my wife is the prettiest."

She blushed, "Who is your wife, don't rush to make faces."

Tan Zongming smiled and hugged her waist, "It's up to whoever agrees." The proud face caused the woman to pinch his waist in displeasure—"Don't... baby, your sex depends on it..."

"……shameless!"

"Yes, yes, I am shameless."

"..."

She laughed through tears.

Somehow, after such a toss about the heavy topic, her mood became much clearer.

——In the final analysis, it is their lack of communication.

"Zong Ming, let me tell you the matter." Except for rebirth, of course.

The woman nestled in the man's arms and told about the big and small things that happened in the past few years. Tan Zongming listened carefully while holding her.

The warmth of a room.

A blocked heart is no longer far away.

They entangled with each other in the wicker chairs and talked with each other, but they didn't notice the vibrating mobile phone belonging to Luo Rou on the table.

The faint light carried an ominous signal.

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The author has something to say:

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Heh heh, are the little angels satisfied with this kind of confession?

It is true that two people who are more rational are unlikely to quarrel, and the cold war is the best form of expression.

Girls, Happy Tanabata! !Did anyone send you flowers today? (The author bites the handkerchief and expresses that he has not received any gifts...)

Sun Yang won the 200-meter self-championship, so happy, so happy~ But another French player who deserves a beating came out and said that Sun Yang used doping, urine is purple, and other bastard words, did you taste it with your mouth? ?Hmph, the Caucasians just can't see other races surpassing them, especially in the areas they are good at-ah, that Chinese is so good, he must have taken stimulants!Otherwise, it would be impossible to be so awesome!This unscientific!

o(￣ヘ￣o#) Go shit!With that free time in the United States, it’s better to practice your own speed more. Don’t be too sour about No.5 or something~

ps Thank you Taozhiyaoyao, minmin1990, Qing gd Qianxinyin, Hualuodieshang (I'm sorry TAT girl, I don't know the prefix of your name) for your mines =3=