Woman, where to escape

Years, only you can.

She raised her lips and looked at the fragrance in the garden. She didn't identify it for herself. Just when the conversation turned, her beautiful cold eyes were too far away to find a landing point.

"In, haven't you been here in the past five years? Roses have withered a lot, and no one takes care of them."

She likes roses, all kinds of roses. The man in front of her once said that he wanted to find all kinds of roses in the world and plant roses for her all her life. He personally designed this beautiful rose garden villa. At that time, his eyes were as tender as water.

Once, he kept his eyes open all day and night for a rare rose variety that was difficult to survive

But all this is just once.

Now, his eyes are indifferent.

Childhood sweethearts, two small people have no guess, and they are the same family. Originally, they should have married together and lived happily together, but beauty is always envied by heaven. Because of that woman, everything about her is destroyed, destroyed

Now, sitting on this swing and recalling the past has become an enjoyment refined from pain.

Five years later, this man is more mature and sophisticated than before, and more attractive to women

"Years, so many years, you are still alone."

"HMM." Bai Munian narrowed his eyes and smiled.

Looking at Cao can who has become beyond recognition, Bai Munian has no intention to appreciate her or roses. Things have changed. He thought he would never heal the wound. Now, in addition to the faint sadness, he no longer feels pain.

Time is really a good medicine for treating emotional wounds.

Cao can, then, mocked him, mocked him, mocked him, and finally abandoned him

He thought that seeing her again would be sad, embarrassing and at a loss, but when he really stood in front of her and looked at her face that was not deserted in time——

Only to find that everything is really over.

And his love, unexpectedly no longer.

Glancing at the man sitting very close but far away, Cao can sneered: "didn't you meet the right one?"

Bai Munian is slightly stunned. Is it appropriate? There are so many suitable things in the world. He feels suitable for himself, but others don't think he is suitable.

The bottom of my heart suddenly crossed the shadow of the woman who was carried away by the second child of Qian. She was beautiful and vivid, and her smiles and smiles were not to him, but they were so pleasant and pleasing to the eyes.

When did his heart live in one of her and drive away the other?

Sighing, he whispered, "well."

It was still a word "um". Faintly, there was no superfluous emotion in her tone, as if her problem was too light to lift a little wave in his heart.

In this way, he directly confirmed the conjecture in Cao can's heart.

"You don't love me anymore."

Bai Munian was stunned. Love? Don't you love? Who knows love, who knows how to love?

Nodding again, he gave a soft 'um' sound. His eyes floated for a long time. He didn't love her anymore. Who did he love?

Cao can's heart moved slightly, "Nian, are you in love with others?"

Then she looked straight at him. She knew that Nian would never lie in front of her, even if they were separated for five years, how many times the stars changed and how many things changed.

Similarly, he still can't lie.

"Yes."

It's still a well, Bai Mu replied in a young voice, which was too low to be heard.

With that, he slightly lowered his head, took up the tea set placed on the table with his slender big hand, and quickly put a pot of tea under the beautiful neon light.

"Come down and have tea."

He glanced at him in surprise. Cao can's eyes implied a storm. He slowly fell on the swing and sat opposite him: "Nian, I remember, you don't like drinking tea, let alone making tea."

There was a faint light floating in Bai Munian's eyes. In his mind was the Sijin garden in the afternoon, the busy woman in the kitchen, the wet woman with tea, a quiet smile, and the glittering eyes looking forward.

Originally, I had roots in my mind. Originally, did I expect so much?

He pursed his lips and smiled bitterly: "tea, very good."

Cao can sneered, took his tea and poured it directly to the ground, frowning, "I don't like you drinking tea. Who is the woman in your heart?"

"You don't know."

"Tell me if you don't know me. Tell me, I'll know." Cao can stood up and threw the teapot away like a god of plague. The teacup broke to the ground, but there was no change in Bai Mu Nian's face.

As usual, smile lightly.

If only his hazy feelings for that woman could really be erased with the fragmentation of the tea cup?

It was his brother's woman, destined to endure hopelessly for a lifetime.

That day in the emperor's palace, that night when he didn't get drunk, the madman could cry happily, and the second Qian could drink soundly, but he couldn't do anything. He could only say: I wish you two a long time.

His heart is so tired!

Hearing Cao can's return, he rushed in with interest. He thought that seeing the woman he loved before again could pull out of the deep quagmire and sober himself. He had never liked the woman of his brother and never had those dirty thoughts.

However, facts have proved that when he saw cancan again, he didn't have any emotion related to love. Time is really terrible. For so many years, he always thought that he loved her and would never lose his mind on her.

Why are so deep and deep feelings gone?

That year's can can, pure can, disappeared, so he walked out of his life.

In the past, he was used to doting on him, being with her, being used to her dependence, and being used to loving her. But when he completely lost her, after the pain, he was used to losing, and all the previous habits have now become unaccustomed.

Who is this cold woman with cold eyebrows and cold eyes, who sees everything as nothing?

Too strange!

He found that he didn't know can can. She even thought of cleaning up the crazy woman in order to revenge her cousin. Is she still the same as before?