If love can be booked

Today is Chinese New Year, she hid herself away, not answering his calls, ignoring his desire to find her. In her memories there is no him, only him.

I just wanted to give you a shoulder to cry on, but you refused. Linlin, what should I do with you? What can I do?

"Hey, Mom..."

"Linda is visiting our home, can you come back now?" A little girl from a friend's family was at a SPA center and happened to talk about her children's marriage. Did they take it seriously?

"Sorry, Mom, I have something to do..." and introduced his girlfriend to him...

"Michael... don't make things difficult for your mother. Just come back to see her. She's here." This was purely by chance, and I found out that he had a Chinese girl.

"Okay, this won't happen again..." His tone was somewhat helpless. He hadn't dealt with his girlfriend yet, and his family was making trouble again. Couldn't he be given some time and space to think about their relationship?

"Well, okay." Her voice was filled with a little guilt, as if she realized that she had caused him trouble. As a mother, she knew that her son had always been surrounded by women, but there were only a few he really cared about. He always said that he wanted to find someone who could be his muse. He was very persistent about this, so everyone just let him do what he wanted.

He would rather be a small creative director at Yaoyao Decoration than take over the family business. The old man didn't say anything, and as a mother, she just hoped that he was well...

The old man's 80th birthday party was a sensation, with people from all walks of life coming to congratulate him. At this grand birthday party, there was a special presence, the Chinese girl. She had clear, bright eyes, fair skin and a brilliant smile.

Everyone knows that only a few people can pass the old man's test, but this girl easily won the old man's heart.

The old man even declared that the girl would become the granddaughter-in-law of their Smith family.

For her, it was enough that he could handle his own affairs properly. She had no more extravagant demands, she just hoped that he was well...

"Mom, what are you doing?" He frowned, a hint of displeasure in his tone.

"Mom will explain to you later, go and see her first, she is in the back garden." His mother said anxiously. He hurried back because she had caused him trouble again...

"Hello, I'm Michael." She has long wavy golden hair, deep and charming dark blue eyes, and a high nose bridge. Such appearance will undoubtedly be loved by many people. She is very beautiful. But there is only one person in his eyes.

"Hello, I'm Linda, I've seen you before." She wore a black dress and put on delicate makeup today, looking elegant and generous. She didn't really like blind dates, but when she learned that the person she was dating was him, she was very surprised and excited.

"Really?" A very common line. I've seen you somewhere before...

"Yaoyao Decoration's creative director, I'm in the building opposite you." She said shyly. In fact, she had been paying attention to him for a long time, and she would deliberately create opportunities to appear in front of him every time, just to make him look at her more. Unfortunately, he never seemed to notice her.

"Nice to meet you." He nodded politely, but he had no impression of her at all.

"What would you like to drink?" Coffee or red wine?

"I know a nice bar, let's go have a drink together." A friend recommended a bar that has a great atmosphere, but I haven't been there yet? It just so happens that...

"Okay." He needs a drink too...

One person, one glass of wine, she always remembers this taste, it is his favorite taste. Missing someone is lonely, just like the music in this bar, not understanding her sorrow. Sometimes I want to ignore the whole world, run alone, wander alone...

She dared not act recklessly and could not indulge herself, not because she was afraid, but because she had too many concerns. She was not alone, she still had her father, and someone who loved her...

But today, she chose to let go of all the restraints and just wanted to miss everything about him. If she could forget everything in the past, maybe she could find her smile again and live a happier life.

She couldn't stop missing him, so she could only bury this relationship deep in her heart and let it become a memory in her life...

Mr. Lu, Happy New Year, you must be happy... If you are happy, I will be happy for you too.

Ding ding ding… dialed his number, no one answered…

A little drunk, a little tired, she also wanted to have a home. She stumbled and bumped into the corner of the table accidentally, it hurt. When she looked up, whose figure dyed the color of her pupils? He and a woman, drinking at the same table?

Michael Smith, the man she had thought about marrying?

Zhu Yaolin, do you know what you are doing now?

Perhaps he noticed her long and passionate gaze, he slowly raised his head, and found that there were crystal tears in the corners of her eyes. But, who are these tears for? Is it him or him? Linlin, how should I treat you? Should I hold you tightly in my arms, or accompany you to indulge in alcohol... She was drunk, and he felt distressed...

"Why are you here?" She was drinking alone here. Although he knew why she didn't answer his call, he couldn't help but feel bothered that she loved him deeply.

"What? Am I here to disturb your date?" Blame her for being here? What about him? A very pretty girl, with admiration flickering in her eyes, she can recognize...

"I...she..." They were indeed arranged to meet on a blind date...

"Michael, who is she?" She had seen her before, more than once. Wherever he was, she was always there. The woman he loved. She was the only one in his eyes.

"Zhu Yaolin, my fiancée." The love of his life...

"Fiancée? I'm not getting married..." Screw his fiancée...

"She...is quite suitable for you." They are a good match, both of them are Westerners.

"You're drunk." He ignored her unreasonable behavior. When she was angry, she would push him away, abandoning the time they spent together and ignoring his love for her.

"I'm not drunk, leave me alone." Does it matter to you whether I'm drunk or not?

"I'm leaving, you guys continue." She took a deep breath and slowly turned around, her movements graceful and resolute, afraid that he would see her tears about to fall. She thought, that must be very ugly, right? She really couldn't keep her heart calm, tears slid down her cheeks uncontrollably.

"I'll take you home." He grabbed her hand, his voice low and gentle, as if with a hint of pampering and heartache. How could he bear to watch her leave in anger?

"Don't touch me, don't touch me, don't touch me..." She whispered, tears blurring her vision and a splitting headache. She thought she might really be drunk, so tired and exhausted... Maybe she needed a quiet corner.

"Linlin..." He called softly, his heart full of guilt and self-blame. He had promised her that he would never let her cry again, but now he made her cry again...

"Don't explain, I don't want to hear it." She closed her eyes tightly. She didn't want to hear any explanation from him anymore, because every explanation seemed so natural, as if all the faults were attributed to her willfulness and unreasonableness...

"Linlin, it's not what you think. We... are just friends." He wanted to explain it eagerly, but she could no longer believe him.

"Don't explain, please don't explain..." She covered her ears and shook her head, unwilling to listen anymore. Don't want to listen anymore...

In the taxi, I silently shed tears, not knowing whether it was for him or him? A man who wanted to marry him, but he was dating another woman? I thought I didn't love him that much, but when I really realized it, I found that this feeling had already taken root deeply in my heart...

"I'm sorry, I seem to have disturbed your good times..." Some people don't belong to you, and you know it clearly, so don't disturb them. Seeing others happy is also a kind of happiness.

"It has nothing to do with you..." The problem between us is about time...

"Go home and tell them you don't like me. I don't want to cause any more trouble..." I don't want to hurt you, and I don't want to lie to you. If I already have someone in my heart, how can I have the mind to look for someone else?

"I know, thank you for your company." A moment was enough for me.

"Goodbye." Turning around is a lifetime...

"Goodbye." How many people said goodbye but never saw each other again...

No one answered her phone, and he became more and more anxious. Was it really like she said, that she no longer had any feelings for him? No! Impossible! She must have cried, and this time it was because of him.

You fool, you are a big fool. Why don't you listen to my explanation?

Her phone kept ringing, but she ignored it. It wasn't that she didn't want to hear his explanation, but she was afraid that after hearing his voice, she would be unable to help but forgive him. Her heart was full of contradictions and entanglements, and she had a splitting headache.

"Hello..." I took her phone and answered...

"Who are you? Where is Linlin?" A man's voice?

"I'm a taxi driver. No matter who you are, please take her away as soon as possible." The driver's voice revealed helplessness. She vomited all over his car, making it impossible for him to continue his business. Now, he just hopes to find someone to deal with this mess as soon as possible.

"Okay, I'll be there right away."

I didn’t send her home, but to the hotel. She didn’t sleep well, her brows were furrowed all the time… She vomited many times, maybe she had stomach discomfort… Linlin, what should I do?

Thousands of lights, but no place for the soul to belong...

I love you and want to be with you, do you know that?

I don't blame you, I just feel sorry for you, for the pain you inflict on me every time...

"Water..." She murmured to herself, her voice a little hoarse. Her head was splitting and she was thirsty.

She fell asleep quietly, as if the noise in the world had nothing to do with her. Tears were falling. Who were she sad for? She kissed the tears on her cheeks gently. I'm sorry, Linlin. It's all my fault. I made you sad. You must blame me, right? You blame me...

"Michael..." She whispered his name in her sleep. Don't you want me anymore?

"I'm here, silly girl, I'm here..." He held her tightly in his arms, feeling her body trembling and crying. She still needed him, at least she called his name, at least now.

It was a quiet night. The moonlight poured into the room through the window, illuminating the figures of the two people hugging each other.

However, he could not fall asleep, and his mind was full of thoughts. He thought of the moment they met, their first meeting, and the tears in her eyes. When they met by chance in France, it was also a lonely figure, walking alone in the sea of ​​flowers, as quiet as a helpless child...

Even when she was the most lonely, he was still deeply attracted to her. He longed to see her smile again, because she was really beautiful when she smiled, and that beauty was deeply engraved in his heart.

Linlin, can you give me a chance and give yourself a chance too?

She woke up with a headache and couldn't remember where she was. Looking around, the unfamiliar decorations in the room reminded her: she was not at home, but in a hotel.

Was she alone? She tried to recall what happened last night, but her memory was like a broken puzzle that was difficult to piece together. She only remembered that she drank a lot of wine, then ran into him with another woman, and then she got in a taxi. What happened next? Why was she in this hotel? And she was not wearing the clothes she wore yesterday.

Suddenly, with a click, the door opened. He walked in with a steaming breakfast in his hand, looking relaxed? Turning around and ignoring him, they should be in a cold war now, right? It seems that they had a fierce quarrel yesterday...

"Awake?" he asked softly, looking at her confused eyes.

"Do you feel better?" He stroked her forehead gently, and it wasn't hot...

"Are you hungry? I bought breakfast, all your favorites." He walked to her side and gently placed the breakfast on the table. However, she remained silent, hiding alone in that closed corner.

"I don't want to see you." She whispered in a low voice, her voice trembling. She couldn't bear to let him see her in such a miserable state.

"Linlin..." Michael called out, his tone mixed with helplessness and sadness. How can I be at peace with a sentence "I don't want to see you"? If I walk away, you will be happier. I can walk away, but I can't promise not to disturb you.

Did he really leave? Tears rolled down her cheeks. She didn't really want him to leave, but she couldn't help but say something in anger. He just left like that, leaving her alone in the hotel. Tears rolled down her cheeks.

Michael, you are such a fool. You just leave when I tell you to? I have never seen you so obedient before. Actually, I don’t really want you to leave. I just said those angry words when I was emotional.

Burying my head in the sheets, I have no courage and don’t want to go anywhere…

What else can I promise you besides tears?

I love you or not, you don't know...