love addiction

"Alas..." Zhu Wenyi could only sigh, not knowing how to comfort her.

She wiped the tears she couldn't control, looked at Zhu Wenyi sadly, and asked seriously, "Is it... is it irreparable?"

"It's hard for me to say."

Li Xinnian, who couldn't get the answer, could only cry sadly again, she thought... If it happened again, she would not choose to leave.

However, there is no chance for anything to happen again, so only the sadness at this moment is her final ending.

Covering her face, she cried and fell into Zhu Wenyi's arms, "Godmother, I regret it so much that my heart hurts. I always thought that he would wait for me at the same place, but I realized that no one would Waiting for someone forever, even if it is the so-called pledge of eternal love."

"Oh, poor child." Zhu Wenyi couldn't find words to comfort her, so she could only comfort her shoulders.

She cried into tears, "My room is gone. Although the rose garden is still there, it has lost its former brilliance. Everything has changed, and it will never go back."

"Accept the reality, this is the only thing you can do." She persuaded, feeling sorry for this woman.

But she was not reconciled, and raised her tearful eyes, "Godmother, I am not reconciled, I don't want to let go like this, we have been in love for 20 years, I believe he still has me in his heart."

"Then what do you want?"

"I... I don't know either." She felt extremely at a loss.

Zhu Wenyi could only sigh deeply.

***
Long Yejue dragged Tang Mianmian to the rose garden at the back. As soon as she saw the garden, she thought of the scene of him standing side by side with Li Xinnian just now, and turned around in anger to leave.

It's not good to take her anywhere, but I brought her here because I want to make her feel uncomfortable?

But he grabbed her and pulled her into his arms, his hot breath sprayed on her sensitive ears all at once.

She flinched, but he hugged her even tighter, and said in a helpless voice, "Are you angry?"

"...No!" Some were indecisive.

He smiled lowly, and the low and mellow voice was very pleasant to her ears, but she was not in the mood to listen, and kept trying to struggle out of his embrace.

But he hugged her tightly on purpose, as if he wanted to rub her into his flesh and blood, "Tang Mianmian, don't be angry."

"I told you I'm not angry." She waited for him angrily.

But he kissed the corner of her mouth lightly, and then he bent his black eyes, "But it looks like he's angry."

"You read it wrong."

"Really?" he asked, his black eyes filled with mockery.

She stomped on his foot angrily, "I said I'm not angry, but I'm not angry."

He didn't evade, and let her chop off her feet, and then said with a half-smile, "I heard that women are duplicity. When they say they are not angry, they are actually angry."

"..."

She glared at him, "You listen to whoever said it, nonsense, a lie."

Seeing her so childish, he was helpless, and hugged her to the chair beside her. She struggled a few times, but he hugged her tightly.

"Tang Mianmian, have you never listened to my words?"

He looked down at her, serious and firm.

She was slightly taken aback, not understanding why he would ask such a question suddenly.

"Sometimes, don't just look at the surface, don't you understand my heart?" He pressed his forehead against hers, and said affectionately.

These words were like a pill that calmed her down, and the panic and loss in her heart instantly settled down. Biting her lips, she asked cautiously, "Is it... Am I being too unreasonable?"

Now I feel that I am too unreasonable to make trouble.

"Fortunately, this shows that you care about me." He smiled slightly, with the sweetest pampering, and his words made her sweet in an instant.

She thumped him and muttered, "Who cares about you, smug."

He laughed lowly, and his whole body trembled slightly, that feeling was great.

She put her arms around his neck, pouted her red lips, and said coquettishly, "You men are too sweet-talking."

"I have never talked sweetly to you." He said seriously, his eyes were burning with a fire of love that could burn her, making her heart tremble.

This was the second most touching sentence she had ever heard.

The first sentence is, Tang Mianmian, don't be afraid, everything depends on me.

The second sentence, I have never been sweet talk to you.

She moved a kiss on his lips, her heart was filled with happiness, her face and lips were full of smiles, extremely bright.

He likes to see her smile like this, and he doesn't like her who was a little depressed just now.

It relieved her depression and returned to the old good feeling, which is very good.

In that magnificent rose garden, the two whispered and talked and laughed.

In the end, she fell asleep in his arms and slept soundly.

Long Yejue picked her up and walked towards the memorial garden step by step.

He carefully placed her on the bed, and kissed her on the lips, pulled up the quilt, and planned to go back to the study to deal with some business, so he came to accompany her.

But when she entered the study, she saw Li Xinnian, sitting on his seat, looking forward to him.

Seeing him coming in, Li Xinnian immediately smiled sweetly, picked up the dolphin decoration on the side, and said with a smile, "I gave you this, you still put it here."

Long Yejue glanced at the small decoration lightly, and some memories were recalled in his mind.

He took the dolphin decoration, put it back on the bed in silence, and said to her, "It's late, I have to rest."

From the implication, it was obvious that he wanted her to go.

Li Xinnian was a little embarrassed, he thought he was here to catch up on the old days, and by the way, remind him of his memory, so that he could find the frontier or something, but he was so indifferent.

Biting her lip, she stood up and looked at her with rippling eyes, crying like crying, "Brother Jue, do you know how much I miss you all these years?"

He looked at her lightly with a sense of distance, his thin lips were tightly pressed, and there were emotions she was not familiar with in his black eyes.

She was a little bit tangled up, with restless hands twisting by her side, it was really hard to grasp his emotions.

In the end, she stretched out her hand, put her arms around his thin waist, pressed her face on his chest, half closed her eyes, and murmured, "Brother Jue, I think it hurts so much that you think about it. All night, I dreamed that I was beside you, you hugged me gently, and said those loving words to me."

His body stiffened slightly, and he smelled the fragrance that belonged to her body, which was very familiar, but a little far away.

So far away, he has already begun to forget.

He pushed her away without any delay, without a trace of pity, and said lightly, "Xin Nian, don't cry."

With tears in his eyes, Li Xinnian looked at him aggrievedly, holding his clothes tightly with both hands, so reluctant to part.

He still pulled her hand away indifferently, ignoring her sadness, and said coldly with her incomprehensible expression, "My heart, some things, the past is the past, even if you think about it Try hard to recover, but the scar is still there. The time I gave was eight years. As long as you come back within eight years, I will wait, but now, eight years have passed. Although this place once belonged to a woman named Li Xinnian, But that has slowly disappeared over the past eight years."

Li Xinnian only heard his own heart, broken little by little, the kind of broken pieces that could no longer be pieced together.

She murmured, "How could it be, how could it be... No, I am still the original Li Xinnian, and you are still the original Brother Jue, right, what you said just now was a lie to me, right? You You lied to me since I was a child, you must have lied to me."

She lied to herself and fell back on the bed, crying.

He turned sideways lightly and walked towards the closet, not forgetting to give the order to evict the guest, "It's late, I'm going to rest, you go back to your room first."

"Have you... fallen in love with Tang Mianmian already?" She asked desolately.

Very lonely.

He paused, as if something was growing in his heart, he smiled and warmed his eyes, "Yes."

Li Xinnian could no longer accept this fact, covered her face and escaped from the room.

However, Long Yejue had the urge to breathe a sigh of relief. He turned around and looked at the dolphin statue, lost in thought for a long time.

***
Tang Mianmian slept very peacefully, knowing that there were bursts of sounds in the room, as if someone was rummaging through things.

The sky was slightly bright, and there was nothing around her, she felt a sense of loss, thinking, did he leave again?

He is always like this, he will get up early without waiting for her to wake up, and every time he makes her endure the feeling of loss in her heart.

He opened his misty eyes and looked at the ceiling, feeling a little absent-minded.

The rustling sound rang out again, and she sat up abruptly, looking towards the source of the sound.

The purpose was to see the back of Li Xinnian squatting in front of the cabinet. She was startled and called tentatively, "Miss Li?"

Li Xinnian froze, stopped what she was doing, turned around slowly, looked at Tang Mianmian in embarrassment, and said embarrassedly, "I'm bothering you...I'm sorry, I...I'll find some thing."

Looking for something?
it's here?
Tang Mianmian's heart skipped a beat, and he thought of the word Nianyuan, and then thought of Li Xinnian's more than ten years in the Long family.

Is it...

Thinking of her speculation, Tang Mianmian felt a bitterness grow in her heart. She shook her head and said, "It's okay, I woke up anyway, I didn't bother you, what are you looking for? Do you need my help?"

Li Xinnian's eyes dimmed slightly, he shook his head, and said calmly, "It's nothing, just some small things from the past, I thought they were still there, but I couldn't find them anyway."

"Oh, why don't you ask the housekeeper if he has seen it?" She kindly suggested.

Li Xinnian took a deep look at her, and that look was full of complicated emotions. After a long time, she shook her head and said with some disappointment, "Forget it, if you lose something, you will lose it. Even if I want to look for it, maybe I will lose it." Can't get it back."

Tang Mianmian's breathing became stagnant, and she looked at her lonely figure with some puzzlement, a feeling of wanting to be comforted, but it was difficult to speak.

She turned around lightly, and walked out of the room, her back...incomparably bleak.

Tang Mianmian thought, what exactly has she experienced that made her so frustrated?

A deep sense of guilt rose in her heart, she grabbed her clothes, and she lay back on the bed, extremely entangled.

This feeling is like taking away someone's beloved toy, when the owner of the toy looks at you with those disappointed eyes.

That sense of guilt cannot be suppressed no matter what.

Tang Mianmian is a kind person, and for the first time she felt guilty.