I heard you still love her

The moonlight shines through the shade of the trees like gauze, and the stars all over the sky twinkle and witness this long overdue happy moment.

— shall we part?

No, as long as we love each other, nothing can separate us.

……

They all did it.

The past was in front of her eyes, Yan Zhilan looked at Xiao Ruoyan, mist gathered in her eyes.

Heart and mind, never forget.

She raised her hand slowly, wanting to touch Xiao Ruoyan to confirm the truth, but she was afraid that it would be like many times before, because of her touch, the picture would shatter like a bubble. The emptiness and grief of waking up frightened her, and her hand stayed in midair and retracted after all.

Xiao Ruoyan was very nervous, her mind was on the ring. Since junior high school, she had performed on various stages. After going to work, she met many artists, big and small, and ran with them even at large parties. Been many times.

In no occasion was she as nervous as she is now. When the wind blew, Xiao Ruoyan felt her back was soaked, and her hand holding the ring was trembling.

It's kind of funny though.

But at that moment, Xiao Ruoyan knelt on one knee, she looked at Yan Zhilan, her eyes were red, "Xiaoyan, you...you..."

She has always firmly believed in their love.

It's just... After so many years of wandering in the society, she has seen many people who are warm and cold.

A few passable friends in the company often complained to her about their current relationship, but it wasn't as long as they just spent the past month and month in love.

Fame and fortune have long been mixed in love too much.

The truth seems to be less important.

In marriage, the economic conditions that are in a decisive position cannot be avoided by anyone. They have a house, a car, and a certain amount of savings.

Would she be too hasty?

She said she wanted the best for her girl.

But after she came back, although she could buy a house, she still had to repay the loan. As for the car... the car...

Yan Zhilan looked at Xiao Ruoyan's unpredictable face, she smiled, cupped her chin with both hands, met her eyes, and looked into her eyes.

Her eyes were more beautiful than moonlight, gentle as water, she stared at her: "Ayan, what are you hesitating about?"

Xiao Ruoyan's nose was a little sore, she pursed her lips: "I... Xiaoyan, you have to believe me, the current me may not let you enjoy material things very much, but you have to believe me, I—— "

"I believe you."

Yan Zhilan's cold lips moved down slightly, kissed her forehead, and then looked deeply into Xiao Ruoyan's eyes: "Ayan, I am so happy."

There is a girl who is desperate for her.

There is a girl who has struggled for ten years for her.

It's not just Xiao Ruoyan who protects her, Yan Zhilan also has the same thoughts for her.

She wanted to ask her Ah Yan.

Did she secretly cry many times when they were separated?

During the years she went abroad, was she lonely and mournful?

Was she bordering on despair when she didn't keep her promise after four years?

During those years of wandering abroad, how much she missed her hometown and her...

When she was as cold as passers-by with her closest relatives and parents, did she only rely on a cigarette to soothe her injured heart every day?

What does she not believe?

She understands her.

For the rest of her life, everything will be hers.

Hard work and happiness, poverty and wealth.

In any case, there will be no more separation, no more separation.To Yan Zhilan, only being with Xiao Ruoyan is called living and can experience happiness.

There is no need to talk so much between them, is it?

If they still have doubts, if they still hesitate, they will not be able to persist in these ten years.

A look is worth a thousand words.

She believes in her, and so does she.

Xiao Ruoyan's palms were sweaty, and she put the ring on Yan Zhilan carefully and solemnly.

Under the dark night, the ring that had been dusty for so long was finally put on Yan Zhilan's ring finger again.

Xiao Ruoyan is really...

She couldn't tell whether it was happiness or the sadness that had been suppressed for too long these years. She looked at the ring on that slender finger, covered her face and lowered her head, hugging herself and crying.

Yan Zhilan bent down and hugged her, "Okay, okay, Ah Yan."

This is her Ah Yan, who is always cool in front of outsiders, but to her, she is also a weak little crying bag who is easy to be wronged and sad.

They didn't understand her, thought she was indifferent, and thought she was not good at talking.

Only Xiaoyan knows how much her heart needs to be cared for.

Xiao Ruoyan huddled in Yan Zhilan's arms, choking with tears: "Don't separate."

Yan Zhilan nodded and hugged her tightly: "We won't be separated again."

……

It was obviously the happiest time, but the two wept for a while while hugging each other.

At the end, Xiao Ruoyan wiped away her tears, her nose was red and a little shy, she held Yan Zhilan's hand and sat on the wicker chair.

Yan Zhilan turned her head to look at her, she smiled slightly: "Stop crying?" Xiao Ruoyan bit her lips, and squeezed her hand tightly: "Put on my ring, and you are mine."

Very naive, very naive announcement.

Much like she used to be.

Yan Zhilan's heart is warm, it has been hers for a long time, it has always been.

The gaze she looked at Xiao Ruoyan was too hot, and a layer of pink was drawn on her face. Xiao Ruoyan's heart was beating violently. If it wasn't for the third year of high school, they had been photographed here, and once they were bitten by snakes for ten years Afraid of Jing Rope, she really wanted to kiss Xiaoyan uncontrollably.

"I always feel like this is a dream, Ah Yan, come here and let me pinch you, do you feel any pain?"

Yan Zhilan looked at her and said quietly, her eyes were obsessed with uncertainty.

Xiao Ruoyan: ...

As expected of her woman, she was ruthless enough.

But Xiao Ruoyan prefers the temperature of hugging to pinching her. She hugged her, the shadows of the trees whirled, and the wind blew the surrounding salsa. She took Yan Zhilan's hand and put it on her face, letting her in a little bit She goes to touch.

her lips.

her nose.

her eyes.

……

"Did you feel it?"

Xiao Ruoyan whispered into her ear, Rulan's breath pierced her body, Yan Zhilan leaned against Xiao Ruoyan and shivered slightly, holding her skirt tightly.

The corners of Xiao Ruoyan's lips rose, knowing that she was shy, Yan Zhilan leaned on her chest, listened to her strong heartbeat for a while, and said softly: "I feel it, but it's not enough, let me feel it again when I get home later. "

Xiao Ruoyan: ...

She is no match for Xiaoyan.

It has been since high school.

In fact, when Xiao Yan first met Xiao Yan, Xiao Ruoyan always felt that she was a girl who was reserved like a fairy, who would cover her mouth even when she smiled.Xiao Ruoyan admired Yan Zhilan from the very beginning. She had seen her wearing a long black dress when she played the piano, sitting under the piano like a princess, playing devoutly.

So dedicated, so dazzling.

Xiao Ruoyan's eyes were straightened, and he was astonished.

Regarding the relationship between the two of them, it wasn't that she pretended to be passionate, it was really Xiaoyan who teased her first.

Because of Xiao Ruoyan's outstanding appearance and unique temperament, she has been sought after by all kinds of people since she was a child, but she didn't expect that Xiaoyan would be one of them.

It was once when Xiao Ruoyan was discussing with the school band about composing music that her eyes were following her, and the other party was a trombone player who didn't blend well with her music.

That boy was a little shy, and Xiao Ruoyan would blush when he said a few words to him.

When discussing music-related professional knowledge, Xiao Ruoyan was very devoted. She was a little annoyed by the boy's shyness, and her face changed. Fortunately, the boy ran away holding the trombone on the eve of her losing her temper.

Xiao Ruoyan turned around angrily, and met Yan Zhilan's eyes.

Xiaoyan is very beautiful, let alone a class flower, she can be said to be a school flower. Although she was wearing a school uniform that day, her eyes like autumn water looked deeply at Xiao Ruoyan, a little...why? In other words, in Xiao Ruoyan's eyes, it's a little charming, a little sentimental, and a little... a little melancholy?

Inexplicably, Xiao Ruoyan's face turned red, and she watched Yan Zhilan approaching her gracefully, "Why are you losing your temper?"

Her hands adjusted Xiao Ruoyan's school uniform collar, Xiao Ruoyan instinctively took a step back, blushing, Yan Zhilan smiled, followed her and took a step back, looking at her without blinking.

Xiao Ruoyan tilted his head, and said honestly: "He is very annoying, and he blush at every turn."

Yan Zhilan stared into her eyes and said, "Oh?"

As she said, she pinched Xiao Ruoyan's face with her slender hands. Xiao Ruoyan's whole body was as stiff as a stone, and she looked at Yan Zhilan in disbelief.

Who doesn't know that she is the most annoying when people touch her.

Even the boss of the dormitory and Lanlan didn't dare to touch her things easily.

What is Yan Zhilan doing?

Xiaoyan looked into her eyes and said softly, "But I won't be irritable even if you blush, but I'm happy instead. Ah Yan, why do you say?"

Xiao Ruoyan: ...

why?

She didn't know it when she was a teenager.

Thinking about it now, her Xiaoyan was so flirtatious back then, there was no room for resistance.

On campus, the two of them will inevitably be immersed in memories. In the past, those memories that they dared not touch, now, because of the warmth of holding hands, they have become a topic they are pursuing and eager to talk about.

But after all, I promised Teacher Chu that I would definitely leave before ten o'clock.

Even if you don't want to part with it, let's recollect it again.

They didn't stay long either.

The two walked out with their fingers intertwined, Yan Zhilan's eyes were always a little confused, she looked at the neon lights in the distance, and at the people around her who smiled at her from time to time, always feeling a sense of uncertainty.

Xiao Ruoyan didn't pay attention at first, but when she got into the car and fastened Xiaoyan's seat belt, Yan Zhilan still tilted her head, looked at her without blinking and asked gently: "Ah Yan, is it a dream?" Is it?"

Xiao Ruoyan's heart ached so much, she took her hand and kissed her lips, "No, Xiaoyan, we are really together."

The heat on her lips burned her hands.

Yan Zhilan withdrew her hand, her face was a little red, she bit her lip, watching everything passing by like phantoms outside the window, her brows were slightly frowned.

At this time, there is no traffic jam on the road.

Xiao Ruoyan was in a good mood. She played music and hummed a little song, but she was a little nervous.

We must live together so late.

They would shower together, dry their hair together, and... sleep together.

She...she and Xiaoyan...they...

Her heart was like a cobweb full of temptations, Xiao Ruoyan felt uncomfortable all over, she turned her head to look at Xiaoyan, and she was meeting Xiaoyan's infatuated looking eyes.

Xiao Ruoyan's heart skipped a beat, she freed up a hand and shook her hand: "What's wrong?"

Yan Zhilan shook her head, then lowered her head again, but just like that, Xiao Ruoyan found out from the corner of her eye that she kept secretly looking at him.

It felt as if... if she couldn't see her for a second, she would disappear.

arrived home.

Yan Zhilan went to take a bath first, while Xiao Ruoyan waited outside distractedly. She didn't plan to stay for too long when she came back this time, and Xiaoyan almost stole all the clothes she brought.

What will she wear later, she can't come out naked, can she?

Fortunately, Xiaoyan came out of the shower. She wore a rose-red silk pajamas, which was close to her body. Her exquisite figure was unmistakable. Water was still dripping from her hair. Ruoyan seemed to have been waiting for a long time, and handed over the clothes in her hand: "Here are the pajamas, I prepared them for you, and washed them."

Xiao Ruoyan looked at Xiaoyan in a daze.

This year, her girl is already full of mature femininity.

That clavicle stained with water...that slender neck with fragrance...and the red lips soaked in water...

No one responded.

As soon as Xiaoyan raised her head, she met Xiao Ruoyan's obsessed eyes. Her heart became hot, and her eyes turned to hook Xiao Ruoyan: "What are you looking at?"

Xiao Ruoyan's face turned red instantly, and she hastily grabbed Xiaoyan's hand.

Yan Zhilan's smile became stronger and she was aggressive: "What are you thinking, your face is so red?"

"I didn't see anything! I didn't think about anything... What I can think, you think too much, I'm a gentleman. What's the matter, I'm going to take a bath." Xiao Ruoyan was still articulate in the flustered, she felt like Xiaoyan In contrast, she is the one who is absolutely pure, at least she won't let Lanlan give so many finger sets.

"Hey, wait-"

Xiaoyan stopped Xiao Ruoyan who was guilty and trotted to the door of the bathroom. Xiao Ruoyan's heart was beating like thunder. She restrained herself and turned her head to look at Yan Zhilan and asked pretending to be calm: "Is there anything else that needs attention?"

She doesn't panic.

She is not busy.

She is really a gentleman and can sit still.

Yan Zhilan looked at her, and smiled with watery eyes: "You gentleman, what you took away was my towel." She shook her right hand: "Here is the pajamas."

Xiao Ruoyan: …………………

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