I Heard You Still Love Her

When Yan Zhilan woke up the next day, it was almost nine o'clock.

For her, such a good sleep had never happened in so many years, so that when she woke up, she sat on the bed blankly holding the quilt.

The shirt in Yan Zhilan's arms was still holding, and there was a vague smell of Xiao Ruoyan's body. The bed next to it was empty, and even a little wrinkle was smoothed out. It was Ayan's usual style.

Yan Zhilan lowered her head and looked at herself, except for her underwear.

She bit her lip, her cheeks flushed slightly, and she tilted her head to see the clothes on the drying rack.

My heart is a bit cold in an instant.

Ayan, she should be gone.

Seeing that she was drinking and smoking yesterday, she should be disappointed and sad, right?

…

Yan Zhilan was falling into a sad mood, outside the door, there was Lan Lan's chirping voice.

She came over in the morning and listened to the crack of the door. She came over on time at eight o'clock. Xiao Ruoyan who was guarding Yan Zhilan took a lesson. She was quite excited and looked at Xiao Ruoyan's eyes. : "Are you crying? Why are your eyes swollen like peaches?"

Xiao Ruoyan is speechless. She is very tall and has a net height of 1.76 meters. So even if she wears slippers and Lan Lan wears high heels, she can guarantee an absolute strong position. She puts one hand in her pocket and looks at Lan Lan condescendingly. : "My eyes are swollen, what are you happy about?"

She was born with a cold temperament.

From junior high school, high school, and university, they are the type that is admired by many people but only dare to look far.

Only Lan Lan dared to challenge her bottom line many times, and it made people helpless.

How can you be unhappy?

Lan Lan's eyes were about to smile into crescent moons.

She has already started a happy brain supplement.

Last night, the fourth child must have got his wish, right?

Otherwise, Yan Zhilan's poor person who feels less awake should have woken up long ago. Isn't it because it was too intense last night and was exhausted?

Look at the second child's red and swollen eyes again, ah ha ha, Lan Lan couldn't help but the corners of her lips rose wildly, it was obvious that she was crying too much.

Why does she show such a lewd smile?

Xiao Ruoyan was wringing her eyebrows and pondering. With a "bang" the door of the room was pushed open. Yan Zhilan was barefoot, her body was only covered with quilt, and her hair was still loose. She panicked and looked out. When she saw Xiao When Ruoyan sighed, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiao Ruoyan's expression suddenly changed. She walked over to block Yan Zhilan with her body, and was about to reprimand Lanlan for her to leave. Who knew she was preemptive: "Go back quickly! Where is the reason for not keeping people one morning?"

The second child of her family is too unpopular.

Lan Lan roared in her heart, and the tenderness was over. The next morning, of course, she would kiss her lover on the forehead to watch her wake up.

What day did she come to talk to herself in the morning?

Xiao Ruoyan:...

The door was slammed shut with a "bang".

Xiao Ruoyan walked into the room with a bad face, and Yan Zhilan followed in. She peeped at Xiao Ruoyan's appearance, knowing that she was angry, Xiaoyan immediately wrapped the sheets tightly and bowed her head pretending to be pitiful.

Xiao Ruoyan took out the slippers for her, "Why did you go out like this?"

What if someone sees it?

Yan Zhilan whispered, "I'm afraid you might steal it."

Xiao Ruoyan's heart curled up for a while, she retorted stiffly, "I can't go, put your shoes on."

She will never have such a temper towards her.

Yan Zhilan put on the slippers obediently, and looked at her blankly: "I want to take a bath."

Xiao Ruoyan paused, her auricles became inexplicably hot, and she turned to the beginning: "Go and wash."

Is it possible that she hasn't sobered up and her legs are sore, so do you want her to help her take a bath?

Although she bathed Xiaoyan before in high school, how could she be embarrassed to speak like this again after so many years.

However, if Xiaoyan had to mention it, she could only reluctantly agree.

"Then I'm going to take a bath, you are not allowed to go."

Yan Zhilan's words interrupted Xiao Ruoyan's reverie.

Xiao Ruoyan:...

Hot water was sprinkled on the body, the sun filled the bathroom, and the air was filled with happy bubbles.

Because of Xiao Ruoyan's existence.

Yan Zhilan felt that taking a bath had become a very happy thing, but after all, she was worried about her, afraid that she would leave.

She washes faster than usual.

The gurgling hot water flowed down Yuze's beautiful back, flowing across the **** back line, Yan Zhilan's cheeks were flushed, and she checked herself in the mirror.

It's clean, there are no traces...

The mood was not so beautiful in an instant. Yan Zhilan thought about it for a while and then figured it out. She smiled, and the days are still long. Her family Ayan has never been a gentleman, she didn't believe it, she could bear it once. Can tolerate the second and third time.

They are not teenagers anymore.

There is no need to worry about the taboo behind it.

Her heart is thinking of her, her body, and she has also longed for her all these years.

Yan Zhilan didn't believe that Xiao Ruoyan would miss her.

After taking a shower, she withdrew from her mixed thoughts before suddenly remembering that she hadn't taken her underwear and changed clothes.

Want to... just go out like this?

When she was in a dilemma, the door was knocked and Xiao Ruoyan's voice came in.

"Give you the clothes."

With a "creak", a crack was opened, Yan Zhilan's body was hiding behind the door, and her face was as pink as a peach blossom in the hot water.

Xiao Ruoyan turned his head to ignore her, and dragged his clothes: "The top is the new underwear I bought for you. It has been washed and dried, and the bottom is the skirt I washed yesterday."

Yan Zhilan felt warm, and she took it, "Thank you."

Xiao Ruoyan's face was a little hot, she didn't dare to look at Yan Zhilan, but just sniffed the scent on her body from the crack of the door.

Where are the clothes Ayan bought.

When Yan Zhilan changed her clothes, she didn't know what she thought of, her cheeks were slightly red, and her ears turned red.

This clothes is very warm, and it fragrant on the body.

Yan Zhilan could feel Xiao Ruoyan's change.

She felt that the look in her eyes softened a lot, with a deep...pain?

It's impossible—

Yan Zhilan tried to recall that last night, last night... she was a bit fragmented. I don't know what happened to make A Yan change so much. Could it be that she kissed her, then? …

He changed his clothes and came out preoccupied.

Yan Zhilan's hair did not dry, and the unwiped water droplets from the neck dripped on the collarbone, sliding down the way, falling into the invisible spring ups and downs.

She tilted her head to look at Xiao Ruoyan, her lips were charming, and her clear eyes were full of smiles.

Xiao Ruoyan waved her hand, "Come here."

Yan Zhilan was taken aback and walked over.

Xiao Ruoyan had already prepared the hair dryer. She plugged in the power source, pressed the switch, tried the heat first with her hands, and started blowing Yan Zhilan's hair.

Her eyes were full of seriousness, and her subordinates were gentle and delicate, with strands of long silky hair that she cared for.

Through the opposite mirror.

Yan Zhilan stared at Xiao Ruoyan.

In the end what happened?

It's not just a kiss...

Yesterday, she could clearly feel Xiao Ruoyan's obvious alienation and restraint. Today, she seems to have changed inexplicably.

Enveloped by the smell of missing, feeling the delicateness and care of Xiao Ruoyan, Yan Zhilan's brain seemed to have stopped thinking, her body leaning back softly in Xiao Ruoyan's arms.

The moment the skin gets along.

She could feel Xiao Ruoyan's body visibly stiff, Yan Zhilan held her breath, Xiao Ruoyan's movements paused for a moment, and she continued to blow her hair.

Such a scene, such a moment.

It was during these years, the most painful and difficult time, what Yan Zhilan dreamed of.

Now, she is really in her arms.

Yan Zhilan couldn't help but stretched out her hand and squeezed her leg, only the feeling of pain told her that it was real, not a dream.

The surrounding light floated up like particles, every cell was clamoring for happiness, and the blood became hot.

She is like a besieged city, lonely and lonely for too long.

She was afraid that all this was fake.

Before going to breakfast.

Xiao Ruoyan cleaned up the room briefly. She became a habit of cleanliness, and she had to change the bed linen every day in the hotel.

While she was busy, Yan Zhilan took the mineral water, walked into the corridor, quickly took out a pill box from her pocket, and swallowed a white pill in.

Xiao Ruoyan, who had been changing the sheets, got stuck. She didn't say anything, but bit her lip and smoothed the wrinkled sheets.

The two walked out of the room together.

Yan Zhilan wanted to ask Xiao Ruoyan, would she leave? when are we leaving.

But she dare not.

Even if it was a dream, she hoped it would be a little longer.

At the beginning, for whatever reason, she didn't go to the old place for appointments after graduating from college.

That year, Ah Yan waited very hard, right?

But she can't, can't let her see her embarrassed appearance at the time.

The two walked side by side.

The sun fell on them, plated with a warm gold rim.

Zhang Wei and Lan Lan, who were dining in the restaurant, heard the sound and raised their heads together.

At that moment, time seemed to flow backwards.

Xiao Ruoyan was half a head taller than Yan Zhilan. The two of them still followed their previous habit. Xiao Ruoyan stood on the right to protect her. Feeling their gaze, Xiao Ruoyan smiled slightly, she reached out and held Yan Zhilan. Hands.

Yan Zhilan breathed, she looked at Xiao Ruoyan in surprise, Xiao Ruoyan looked at her, her amber eyes were the warmth of her nostalgia.

At that moment, the air is sweet.

Yan Zhilan shook her hand, her fingers interlocked, her eyes were red.

When they looked like teenagers, they were no longer young.

Zhang Wei was so surprised to see this scene, she was about to stand up, are they...reconciled?

Lan Lan was muttering, sighed, "Hey."

Zhang Wei hammered her, "What are you doing?"

Lan Lan said with a bitter face: "I blushed when I held one hand. I thought the two of them slept yesterday."

Zhang Wei:...

The hotel’s breakfast is buffet style.

The environment is good.

Four people were sitting there talking and laughing. Zhang Wei knew that Xiao Ruoyan was in a hurry every time, for fear that she would run away: "There are only four of us at night. When we go to eat hot pot, we go to school. We always go to that house. ."

Yan Zhilan and Lan Lan both stared at Xiao Ruoyan, Xiao Ruoyan nodded with a smile, "Okay."

While drinking the soup, the chef knew that Zhang Wei was the bride, and specially sent an abalone porridge to everyone at this table.

Yan Zhilan smiled and nodded politely to the chef, she took it, and saw the coriander inside and put it aside.

She and Xiao Ruoyan are the kind who never waste food.

She doesn't like to eat coriander.

Several people were talking, and music was playing in the lobby of the hotel.

It's "They Don't Know" which is now popular.

—They don’t know how much I love you.

They don't know, I must be you.

They don't know that time can only be separated by years, not separated by scorching eyes.

They don't know that distance can only be separated by mountains and rivers, and cannot be separated by lingering embraces.

…

Hearing this word, Yan Zhilan looked at Xiao Ruoyan. Xiao Ruoyan had already taken her porridge. She carefully used chopsticks to clean the coriander a little bit without raising her head.

On the contrary, Zhang Wei, she is not as careless as Lan Lan. She knows a little bit about Xiao Ruoyan this year, "This song, second child, is it a word you wrote?"

In recent years, Xiao Ruoyan has made countless works by virtue of being able to become a music director.

Some of them were signed by her.

There are some, and none.

I still remember that in the second year of high school, she wrote a song "Taste".

The boss of the record company spent a lot of money to buy the full copyright, and the signature was someone else, Xiao Ruoyan refused without hesitation.

She always said that music is her soul.

Each song is like a child of hers. It is all hard work. If it can't be signed, it won't be sold for more money.

And now...

Xiao Ruoyan raised her eyes, "Well, I sold it to Yiyang."

Zhang Wei looked at her, and Lan Lan was most surprised: "You...but that doesn't write your name, why do you sell it?"

How determined she was before, they still remember deeply.

Yan Zhilan looked at Xiao Ruoyan faintly. Xiao Ruoyan guarded Yan Zhilan for the whole night and did not sleep. Her voice was slightly low, with a seemingly fatigued feeling: "For the money."

Everyone:…

What a simple and unpretentious answer, it is beyond rebuttal.

"Are you in a hurry to spend money?"

Lanlan and Zhang Wei are both moonlight clan, although they are not rich, but if the second child is eager to spend money, he can still get some out.

Yan Zhilan also stared at Xiao Ruoyan's eyes, her eyes were a bit bitter and sad.

She knows better than anyone.

What is music to Xiao Ruoyan.

She always said that a good song is condensed with a lot of hard work, and only the creator can comprehend the soul in it, and only they can sing that sincerity.

What happened to her over the years, why is she so eager to spend money.

Slightly sad and hoarse singing still echoed in my ears.

The last sentence-they don't know, when I can give up my dreams and myself, but can't let you go, Yan Zhilan stared at her unblinkingly, her eyes filled with tears, and an answer in her heart was ready to come out.

Xiao Ruoyan pushed the coriander soup in front of Xiaoyan. She looked at Yan Zhilan and said slowly, "I want to come back. I must have a home of my own."

After working hard for so many years, she left her hometown, turned against her parents, and went to a city unfamiliar with her by herself.

She can bear cold water buns, instant noodles and pickles, dirty basement, and cockroaches that scare her screaming.

She used to have no friends and no time for leisure and entertainment. She gritted her teeth to make money.

For what?

In order to one day, they will still be together, even if it is a glimmer of hope, it is worth her life.

She gave up her childhood dreams.

She gave up the pride in her heart.

She can humble into the dust.

She sold the work that she was most proud of. She smiled while holding a wine glass, and she spit out the bile that she squatted on the flowerbed alone.

She swallowed all the tears and misses.

There is always a constant faith in her heart.

—Xiaoyan, if one day, you still need me, remember our love.

I will come back and give you a home.