fall in love with the best

Chapter 137 Lost Self Principle
"Master, please." Within a few minutes, another waiter who came down from upstairs walked into the two of them with a smile.

"Yeah." Not even bothering to say anything, Shangguan Ziyuan nodded lightly, gently took Xia Tian's hand, "Let's go."

It seems that for his intimacy after five years, some are not used to it, or it is obvious rejection, Xia Tian instinctively avoided him.

The empty palm made Shangguan Ziyuan close his hand tremblingly. Is she resisting herself?

If not, why is she not willing to satisfy herself even such a small request as holding hands?
Shangguan Ziyuan finally felt a little unbearable. There was an unresolved sadness between his delicate brows, and he didn't even have the strength to look up at her. He smiled bitterly, "Let's go, let's go up."

His sadness was captured by Xia Tian's eyes, making her heart uncontrollably pulled together.

"I'm sorry." As soon as he turned around, Xia Tian's voice came in a hurry, with the meaning of explanation.

"What?" As if he didn't understand the meaning of her words, Shangguan Ziyuan turned his head, frowning slightly, and there was even a trace of doubt.

"I'm sorry." She repeated obediently.

Shangguan Ziyuan probably understood a little, his frowning brows eased, he looked at her, raised his eyebrows and smiled uncontrollably, "It's okay, I don't mind."

Perhaps, only he knows that there is too much bitterness and far-fetchedness in that smile.

"En." She nodded heavily, with a relieved smile on the corner of her mouth.It seemed that no matter when, no matter how much time passed, no matter what the circumstances, she would always believe in his words.

"Let's go." He called softly, with lingering sadness in his tone.

"Okay." She walked beside him, quiet and warm, like a beautiful elf descending from the sky, bringing him full of happiness.

In the VIP box on the 23rd floor, the waiter has already prepared good coffee for the two of them.

The moment he pushed the door and walked in, the four or five waiters who were nervously busy still gave Xia Tian a fright.

"So many people?" Xia Tian asked awkwardly, she thought it was empty, but... she admitted that she was frightened. . .

"Pack up and go down." Shangguan Ziyuan ordered with a smile. After so many years, her every move can still completely contain her emotions invisible, but she is willing to be affected by him.

"Yes." Everyone walked out of the room respectfully, and there were only him and her in the huge box.

"Sit down, your favorite mocha coffee." He gently handed one of the cups to her, without even picking one.

"How do you know which cup is Mocha?" She raised her eyes and looked straight at him, her tone full of disbelief.

"It's not easy." He smiled wantonly, and the corners of his mouth were raised with a cute childish look.

"Simple?"

"correct."

"Why?" She couldn't believe it.

"Because..." He deliberately dragged his voice, and secretly looked at her puzzled little face, "Because both glasses are Mocha, whichever one I give you is the same." After finishing speaking, he laughed even more wildly .

"Both are Mocha?" She clearly remembered that his favorite was cappuccino, when did he switch to the same flavor as hers?
Before Xia Tian could ask anything, Shangguan Ziyuan's soft voice came, "Because I want to get used to your habits, so, five years ago, I started drinking Mocha, and it has never changed until now.

"And," he rubbed his nose mischievously, "now, I don't remember the taste of cappuccino anymore, and I have fallen in love with mocha deeply."

He said it easily, but she was moved by it.

It turned out that for so many years, he still has her in his heart, and has always had her. . .

The turbulent touch filled her soft heart, Xia Tian lowered her head, not knowing what to respond to him.

The room was quiet again, and you could even hear each other's violent heartbeats, which made Xia Tian feel a little uncomfortable. She lowered her head gently, while he just rested his chin and looked at her quietly. heartbeat.

"Xiamen, are you okay?" Putting back all his smiles, Shangguan Ziyuan's warm voice sounded again, with indescribable affection.

"Yeah." She nodded slightly, and the upward arc of her mouth made people feel familiar.Her lips parted tremblingly, but it was just a simple word, she really didn't know what to say.

"Are you happy?" He really wanted to know whether she was happy or not. If she was not happy, he was willing to bring her back to him at any time as long as she said a word.

"Hmm." It was still a simple word.

"Xiamen," he suddenly and affectionately called her name.

"What's the matter?" She raised her head in doubt, her big beautiful eyes were full of girlish innocence.

"It's been five years, have you ever thought about me?" Not knowing what kind of answer he would get, happy or disappointed, he still asked stubbornly.

For such a sensitive issue, Xia Tian suddenly raised his head, turned his head, and looked at the man sitting beside him.

On the long and narrow sofa, there were only him and her, so close to each other, but she felt that it seemed like a century had passed.

"Me." Xia Tian dared not answer.

It would be a lie to say that she didn't want to. Every day in the past five years, she has never stopped thinking about him.But if she wanted to, she couldn't, she really couldn't forget what she had done to her parents, and the scene of him and Yun Xiangxiang embracing sweetly. . .

"Xia, you don't have to answer my question," Shangguan Ziyuan smiled bitterly and far-fetched, "But, I want to tell you, I miss you, miss you so much, miss you every day, miss your sweet smile, I miss your pouted mouth when you are angry, I miss your cuteness in my arms, I miss every bit of you, bit by bit, "

"I want to share with you when I'm happy, tell you when I'm sad, and hold you in my arms when I'm tired. Even when I'm sleeping, my dreams are all about you."

He was suddenly at a loss for words, everything flooded into his heart like a tide, and his voice was a little choked up.

On the other hand, Xia Tian had already burst into tears. To him, she always had no resistance. In the past, she could be completely moved by a few simple words. Now, he is very affectionate.His words were like a drizzle.His voice was as gentle as water, and she was about to fall completely. . .

"How long have we been apart?" Trying to suppress her tears, her voice came faintly.

How many years, how much time, during such a long time, she never thought about it, let alone thought about it.It's just that whenever I raise my head, I miss him, crazy.

"Five years and four months, [-] days, [-] hours!" He almost blurted out.

yes!That's just so much time!Counting it now, it was actually just a blink of an eye.

Xia Tian was startled suddenly, the moment he closed his eyes, something became warm in his eyes.

Really careful calculation... Five years and four months... [-] days... [-] hours...

The tears could no longer be controlled, and when his words fell, they surged, carrying the thoughts and struggles for him for five years, all gushing out of his head.

"Xiamen..." The man at the side was a little at a loss, and moved his body slightly, bringing himself closer to her.

Stretching out his long arms, he held her tightly in his arms, and Shangguan Ziyuan hugged her, feeling her soft body against him.The unique scent of her body seemed to come from there, but it stimulated my nose.

"I count every day." Shangguan Ziyuan's deep male voice hovered above her head, the voice was so smooth that there was no slightest fluctuation.

Count it when you wake up in the morning, and count it again when you close your eyes when you go to sleep.Twice a day, five years as a day, not a single day has changed.

The little head buried deep in his chest rubbed slightly, but didn't know what to say.

"What about you? Do you count every day?" Shangguan Ziyuan's chin rested on the top of her head, and he was intoxicated by the familiar fragrance of her hair.

The woman in his arms just nestled quietly in his arms, silently, so long that he thought she had fallen asleep.

"Summer..." he called tentatively, his tone of affection remained unchanged for five years.

"No." Her voice was very soft, but it made Shangguan Ziyuan feel deeply hopeless.

"No?" The strength on his arms tightened, and he held her tighter in his arms, trying to get the answer he wanted.

"No." Her answer was firm and straightforward, without the slightest hesitation.

Her indifference, compared to Shangguan Ziyuan's, was worse than Shangguan Ziyuan's, which made Shangguan Ziyuan's heart tremble slightly.

This . . . is not like his summer at all. I don't want that woman with a warm and peaceful smile.

"Five years ago, when you designed my father's company, when my dearest and most beloved parents separated me overnight, when my mother begged me to leave you before she died, my heart was already died."

She buried her in his chest, chattering about the sorrows of the past five years, and her tears soaked his expensive silver suit.

But at this moment, Shangguan Ziyuan's arm holding her was a little stiff, all of Xia Tian's words reached her ears, as smart as him, Shangguan Ziyuan had already guessed the real reason why Xia Tian left without saying goodbye.

It's a pity that she left without saying goodbye back then, this farewell lasted five years, and when she came back, everything was not what it used to be. . .

"So, you are willing to marry a Western man with a completely different cultural background from yours?" His words were disappointed and a little uncertain.

In his eyes, this is a stubborn woman who will not lose her self-principle. At least, if she understands the love in her heart, she should not marry someone else. . .

However, in his summer, the woman he loved so much even married someone else not long after they separated, and lived a life of husband and son, which made him extremely angry just thinking about it.

(End of this chapter)