I Heard You Still Love Her

In fact, when the ensemble was over, Xiao Ruoyan had already raised a parting heart.

The eldest's wedding was about to come to an end. She also looked at Yan Zhilan and went around. After ten years, the end should be drawn.

Over the past ten years, too much pain, sorrow, separation, heart-piercing...

She could never forget. Yan Zhilan lowered her head, and was snarled by her angry father for "corrupting the family tradition", "I'm sorry for the dead mother", "The Yan family is a big family and absolutely not allowing such a scumbag thing to happen." Cruel words.

Yan Zhilan resisted all the words silently, only the phrase "I'm sorry for the dead mother" made her tears flow.

For ten years, Xiao Ruoyan has long lost the blood of his youth.

Although, the heart is still the same.

But the prestige of the boyhood has become the present restraint.

Once upon a time, Xiao Ruoyan didn't understand why many people were willing to use that simple sentence when they used it to describe the relationship between love and love—Like is presumptuous, and love is restraint.

Now, falling on her, she understands what restraint is.

The more you love, the more cautious you are, for fear that Xiaoyan will be hurt a little bit because of her again.

Zhang Wei smiled and waved at Xiao Ruoyan, although her face was smiling, but in her eyes, the familiar murderous look spreading.

—You still dare not come?

Her husband next to him saw it and couldn't help but shook his head with a smile.

Yan Zhilan shrank in her arms, her heart pounding because of Xiao Ruoyan's approaching approach.

Her body is very soft, trembling gently because of excitement, and still has the fragrance of orchids.

Zhang Wei held her with a dim sum, she looked at Xiao Ruoyan, who was hesitantly and helplessly in the distance, and she thought of her high school time in a daze.

At that time, Yan Zhilan and Xiao Ruoyan were like conjoined babies, doing everything together. Xiao Ruoyan was usually very cold, devoted himself to music and learning, writing, singing, and singing.

She is the kind of beautiful cold and arrogant person, like a thorny rose. Many times, she will sit on the playground, talk quietly on the guitar, and hum with her eyes closed in the sun.

Her skin is amazingly good, the sun is shining, and it looks like a jade.

Generally, no one would dare to disturb her, only Xiaoyan. She would lean on Xiao Ruoyan's shoulders, put her long hair on Xiao Ruoyan's shoulders, and listen to her humming newly composed songs, the soft light in her eyes overflowed.

A glamorous red rose, a gentle white rose, they are always together, inseparable.

She is an absolute fan of Xiao Ruoyan, and in class, they will converge a little.

But when she returned to the dormitory, Yan Zhilan would hug her and rub against Xiao Ruoyan lightly, and said with the kind of nasal sound that made Zhang Wei's legs soft when she heard: "Ayan, you are awesome."

Xiao Ruoyan didn't see much change, but the corners of her lips were able to hang soy sauce bottles.

However, even the best two people sometimes quarrel.

Zhang Wei still remembers that she was studying in the second year of high school, and she didn't know why Xiaoyan and Xiao Ruoyan had a fight. From her point of view, it was a unilateral cold war.

Xiao Yan's eyes had been red for the past few days. She went to see Xiao Ruoyan from time to time. Xiao Ruoyan did not squint and walked alone.

Zhang Wei looked distressed, but she was also afraid of her second child's temper, she didn't dare to say anything, let alone comfort.

Only once, at noon, Zhang Wei took a nap in the dormitory. She was awakened by urine and was about to get out of bed when she heard a "creak" and the door was opened, followed by Yan Zhilan's choking sound.

"You ignored me."

Very quietly complaining, anyone who listens to it will not be able to bear the kind.

Xiao Ruoyan was silent. She took the sheet music and held the guitar to leave. Yan Zhilan stepped forward. She hugged her waist from behind: "Don't go."

Zhang Wei's eyes widened suddenly, and she didn't dare to let out the atmosphere.

On weekdays, the fourth child is not only gentle to them, but also soft-spoken to anyone in the class. If she meets someone who finds fault specifically, she will not care. She has never heard of such a domineering attitude to anyone. And hard gas.

Xiao Ruoyan let her hold it. Today she wore a blue shirt with her cuffs casually tucked, her hair tied into a ball head, and a few strands of hair slipped down her forehead, more or less the artist was lazy a feeling of.

After a long time, she muffled and said, "Your sister is right, you shouldn't be with me, I will delay you."

Xiao Ruoyan’s family is a well-off family. Both parents are teaching. Her mother is not in good health. She had a major heart surgery when she was very young. She has always felt guilty for her daughter and always feels that a lot of money at home is Supplementary to her body.

Who doesn't know that the road of learning music and art requires money. Other parents spend money on their children, but their family and daughter sometimes use music money to buy supplements for her.

Xiao Ruoyan is sensible and has always been the pride of the family.

She is a person with strong self-esteem since she was a child.

A few days ago, Yan Zhilan’s sister, Yan Zhiyi, came to see her. Her sister was dressed in a fashionable dress. She was a famous brand that she can only see in fashion magazines. Her sister is very beautiful. The figure between her brows and eyes is very similar to that of Yan Zhilan. Staring at Xiao Ruoyan condescendingly with his arms in his arms, he looked at Xiao Ruoyan for a long time, and easily spoke a few words about his self-esteem.

-Separate, take advantage of the parents do not know, take advantage of the relationship is not deep, separate early, you are not the same kind of people, she must go abroad to study in university. If my dad knows, don't talk about her, your future will be affected. Don't you like her very much?

-You are too young to understand that if you like someone alone, you must be fulfilled. My dad is extremely strict with us. If he let him know, the consequences would be disastrous.

…

During that time, Xiao Ruoyan was always distracted, sometimes even staring at Yan Zhilan, her eyes would turn red.

She couldn't bear it.

But she was too young and had the courage to break through everything, but she was severely pinched off her wings by reality.

Her little face.

It's the princess, the one who is cared for in the palm of her hand. Does it really make her turn her back at home and endure hardships with herself in the future?

…

She is sad, she is suffering, she hesitates, she struggles.

Later, it gradually evolved into unilateral neglect.

Yan Zhilan didn't understand at first, but later went home on the weekend. When she was upset, her sister said: "You broke up?"

She just understood.

Yan Zhilan, who has always been close and gentle with her sister, had a big fight with her sister. In the end, she shed tears and said: "Sister, I want to be with her forever. You can tell your father or not, no one can stop it. ."

The elder sister is also very angry: "She is a girl, you are also a girl, are you crazy about ghosts?!"

…

In the dormitory, Yan Zhilan unscrupulously held Xiao Ruoyan's back and said softly: "Ayan, do you really want me?"

Xiao Ruoyan stiffened and cried silently.

There is a bitter taste in the air.

Yan Zhilan felt it. She sighed softly, walked to Xiao Ruoyan's body, hugged her, and kissed her tears: "What are you crying for? It's me who is obviously abandoned."

Xiao Ruoyan inhaled deeply, the more gentle Xiao Yan was, the more her tears fell.

In the end, Yan Zhilan kissed her lips and kissed for a long time before she withdrew her body out of breath, stared into Xiao Ruoyan's eyes and said softly: "Ayan, you have to remember, this person of mine , This heart will always be yours. Whether it is now or in the future, we will definitely encounter all kinds of setbacks. Today is my sister, tomorrow may be our parents, we may be forced to separate, but we will eventually Together forever. You have to remember what I said, you know?"

Xiao Ruoyan hugged Yan Zhilan tightly, choked with sadness: "I can't bear you."

She can not be afraid of the world, not ideal.

She was just afraid of hurting her.

"I know." Yan Zhilan raised her head, tiptoe, rubbed the tip of Xiao Ruoyan's nose with her nose, again and again.

Let her breath penetrate A Yan, let the gentleness soothe her heart.

This is the most common intimacy action between them to comfort each other. It is obviously to comfort her, but before she knows it, Yan Zhilan also burst into tears. She murmured: "Don't cry. When you cry, I can't help but hug you. ."

…

—Don't cry, when you cry, I can't help but hug you.

Before she knew it, Zhang Wei looked at Xiao Ruoyan who was approaching, stretched out her arm, and encircled her in her arms.

…

Xiao Ruoyan was "forced" to hug Xiaoyan.

Tears gleamed in her eyes, Yan Zhilan looked at her, her long eyelashes blinked gently, her eyes filled with pampering and pampering.

Don't cry, Ayan.

The wind carried the fragrance of flowers and turned into a tender kiss of adolescence, drying the tears in their eyes.

Zhang Wei looked down at the two people with relief on her face.

Just after the performance, when she thanked Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan whispered in her ear: "Boss, I want to hug her."

…

They were all held in Zhang Wei's arms. Although they did not directly embrace them, they had been apart for ten years. Such close physical contact made Xiao Ruoyan's ears become hot. She glanced at Xiaoyan secretly, and Yan Zhilan was watching. Her eyes seem to glow.

As a result, Xiao Ruoyan became even more embarrassed. Her face instantly blushed, her long eyelashes blinked uneasy, and she moved hard to the side. Yan Zhilan's beautiful lips hooked and deliberately pressed against her. Want to see carefully, she still prefers to see Ayan blushing rather than crying.

Before she knew it, the familiar smell on Xiao Ruoyan's body and her body temperature also burned Yan Zhilan's face, and her long eyelashes slowly dropped.

In the end, it was Lanlan, who had no insight, screamed and ran in with his little tuxedo, pulled the boss's hand away, and then got into his arms and roared: "Hey, why are you three? Don't call me if you secretly hug it?"

Zhang Wei:...

"Oh, my second child, why don't you come over and hide so far? Don't you dare to sneak away for me to challenge my authority, give it a try!"

Xiao Ruoyan:...

In this world, heartless people will probably always be the happiest.

The wedding lasted all morning and went very smoothly.

Friends and relatives sent their most sincere blessings. In the end, a group photo was taken in the 417 dormitory.

Xiaoyan and Ayan were arranged together by the boss. The two did not hold hands, did not hug, restrained and reserved, and looked at the camera with a smile.

When Xiao Ruoyan got the photo, she looked at Yan Zhilan, who was gently trimming her long hair for Zhang Wei, through the large French windows.

She kissed the photo and looked at Xiaoyan's eyes obsessively and obsessively.

The surrounding guests hurriedly walked, and many service staff were busy with the next link. I heard that the boss prepared a bonfire party in the evening, and the elders were invited to have tea. The most important thing was her friends and Brother-in-law’s friends, the young people gathered together for another carnival, and Quandang was in the bridal chamber.

Xiao Ruoyan didn't like the excitement, she was going to leave like this, and then sent a message to the boss.

Before leaving.

She looked at Yan Zhilan.

Eyes obsessed with greed.

One look, one look, one last look...

But at this glance, I couldn't see enough.

Xiao Ruoyan's feet seemed to be stuck, and her eyes were damp, blurring everything.

So Yan Zhilan raised her eyes in surprise and saw her outside the window, but Xiao Ruoyan didn't notice it.

She regrets it.

I had long known that I could only look at her from a distance, and didn't dare to bother.

If at first, it would be great to hold back being friends.

…

Yan Zhilan looked at Xiao Ruoyan.

She was originally a cold person, but now, even though she was standing in the lively crowd, the loneliness and loneliness that radiated from her body became more and more obvious.

It looks like a rose that has been beaten by wind and rain and is about to wither and decay incompatible with this world.

Zhang Weigan raised her head and looked at Yan Zhilan: "What's the matter, fourth child?"

Yan Zhilan's eyelashes blinked lightly, wet. She bit her lip and thought for a while, then picked up the phone next to her and dialed the phone.

The one who answered the phone was Lan Lan, who was eating roast duck happily, "Hello? Fourth, what's wrong?"

Yan Zhilan looked out the window at Xiao Ruoyan who was already wiping away tears secretly and was about to leave, and she whispered, "Lanlan, Ayan is going to run away under your nose to challenge your authority."

After saying a few words, she hung up the phone neatly and looked out the window with a smile.

Zhang Wei:...

Not far away, Lan Lan, who was wiping her mouth with a tissue, looked at Xiao Ruoyan's back with a fierce look, and shouted like a Yasha: "Second, stop!"

Then, while Xiao Ruoyan turned hesitantly, she took a deep breath and smashed past like a meatloaf at a speed of 100 meters.