"But it doesn't hurt to say so!"

When ye Zihao heard that Liu Yan wanted to tell a story, he became curious. He thought that the story might have something to do with her depression tonight.

"Thank you

Liu Yan light smile, that charming smile, with a few silk desolation.

At this time, see her gently shaking wine glass, eyes staring at the red wine inside, she seems to be brewing emotions.

Sure enough!

A moment later, her sexy lips began to move, and the story was ready to begin.

"Once upon a time! There is a little girl who was born in a wealthy family. Because she is an only child, she has all kinds of love. She has the best education, the best tutor, and the life that her peers envy. However, she has lost the childhood fun of her peers, no fun of playing sand, only the boring life of practicing piano, no fun of playing hide and seek, only day after day Do you think the little girl had a miserable childhood

Liu Yan said, suddenly stopped, and then seriously staring at Ye Zihao, curious asked.

"Maybe!"

Ye Zihao spread his hand and said with a smile.

"Maybe? What do you mean

Liu Yan frowned and asked suspiciously.

"The little girl also has high-quality education, and she has all kinds of love. But for her peers, or someone struggling on the edge of a knife, he doesn't even know what will happen tomorrow."

Ye Zihao felt something in his tone, then took out a packet of cigarettes from his pocket and asked Liu Yan, "do you mind if I smoke?"

"I don't mind!" Liu Yan shook his head and said.

"Thank you

Ye Zihao smile, lighter "pa" sound, and then lit a cigarette.

"Hoo

He took a deep breath and vomited out. The smoke lingering in front of him was mysterious.

Ye Zihao is more mysterious than smoke.

Rigid lines of the face, hidden in the smoke, faintly exudes a touch of loneliness and sadness.

Especially that pair of deep eyes, as if experienced a lot of life and death.

The vicissitudes of life!

Lonely!

Alone!

It was as if there was something hidden in his heart.

Even the enchanting and charming Liu Yan was fascinated by his deep scene.

Even, she sighed in her heart, what kind of experience can make him have such vicissitudes of eyes?

People are curious, especially women.

Therefore, Liu Yan couldn't help asking curiously, "Mr. Ye! Is that you who are struggling on the edge of the knife? "

"No!"

Ye Zihao responded very simply and said.

Liu Yan was curious, so he asked: "then why do you say it so true?"

"Because a friend told me, and all I said was his past."

Ye Zihao smiles and avoids the topic.

As a matter of fact, what he is talking about is his former self. Since he has chosen to go back to the city, let the glorious past pass.

"I'm looking forward to seeing your brother!" Liu Yan said with great expectation.

"That's not likely!"

"Why?"

"Because the man is dead!"

Ye Zihao's mood is lonely, as if he is recalling the past life.

Indeed!

The past has passed, and the one who used to be is dead.

Perhaps he also realized his emotional gaffe, so he laughed and re introduced the topic to the story just now.

"Mr. Liu! It seems that your story hasn't finished. What happened to the little girl when she grew up? "

Ye Zihao asked curiously.

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