Pretending to Love: Mr. Yan's New Wife

Zou Zhiyi stayed in the bathroom for a while, thinking about the past.

It was also such a season, she met her confidant here, and spent the best time among all the times she had a crush on here.

However, this is also her sad place.

Stretching out his hand, clear water poured out of the automatic faucet. It was a little cold, and his fingers were numb from the cold.

She kept scrubbing her fingers nervously, and didn't take them back until they were so cold that she couldn't feel them at all.

When he stood up straight, a familiar figure was reflected in the mirror.

Zou Zhiyi didn't look back, the tissue in his hand was balled up and crumpled in the palm of his hand.

She recalled back then, the blond boy with tears all over his face, and said to her: "Zou, I lost my salvation."

Her fingers trembled uncontrollably, and after a long while, she whispered, "Long time no see."

"haven't seen you for a long time."

After a moment of silence, Lawrence said slowly, "Are you okay?"

Zou Zhiyi's smile condensed on her face and gradually disappeared. She reached out to touch the corner of her eye, and a drop of water that was not wiped off fell on the corner of the eye, like a tear.

"Very good," she said softly.

Everything is good except for the inner torment.

"What about you? Long time no see, how are you doing?"

"Don't think of her, everything is fine."

That means, thinking about that person, nothing is good.

Zou Zhiyi suddenly had a sore nose and almost burst into tears.

Not everyone has a sad place, but there must be a place that has extraordinary meaning to you.

Country L, to Zou Zhiyi, is such an existence, with extraordinary significance and a sad place.

The atmosphere was a bit heavy, melodious music came vaguely, the person in front of him was still familiar, he was an old friend, and he was completely different from the boy in his memory.

Lawrence said, "Zou, if you have time, choose a place to chat."

"it is good."

There was another silence, and Lawrence suddenly went over and patted her on the shoulder, "Enjoy the banquet, everything is over, and we should be happy when we meet again."

The tall figure blocked a large area of ​​light, Zou Zhiyi's face was cast with shadows, and his expression was blurred.

She gave a low "um", Lawrence left first, and Zou Zhiyi stood alone at the door of the bathroom, her eyes blushing silently.

Yes.

Everything has passed, and the old people should be happy when they meet again.

But why... when the wound was torn apart, it hurt so much that she couldn't even cry?
……

In the end, Zou Zhiyi couldn't wait for the banquet to end before leaving. In the middle of the banquet, when everyone's interest was high, she left very ignorantly.

He fled in a hurry, losing his composure to the extreme.

Zou Zhiyi had no idea how she got back to the hotel, the bright lights in the room completely exposed her embarrassment.

Closing the door, he slumped to the ground feebly, scenes of the past surged before his eyes, Zou Zhiyi closed his eyes and let himself fall into the darkness.

……

At that time we had dreams, about literature, about love, about traveling across the world.

Now that we drink late at night, when the glasses meet, it is the sound of broken dreams.

……

"Yanzhou, do you want to listen to me tell a story?"

After returning from the banquet, Yanzhou saw Mrs. Yan sitting on the soft carpet shaking a goblet, with tears in her eyes and a sad smile.