I heard you still love her

In fact, when the ensemble was over, Xiao Ruoyan had already felt parting.

The boss's wedding was coming to a successful conclusion, and she also looked at Yan Zhilan, going around and around, every ten years, the full stop should be drawn.

In the past ten years, there has been too much pain, sorrow, parting, heart-piercing...

She could never forget that Yan Zhilan lowered her head, and was yelled at 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 does not allow such scumbags to happen" and so on. Cruel words.

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

It's been ten years, and Xiao Ruoyan has long since lost the enthusiasm of his youth.

Although, the heart remains unchanged.

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

Once upon a time, Xiao Ruoyan didn't understand why so many people were willing to use that simple sentence when describing the relationship between liking and love - liking is presumptuousness, and love is restraint.

Now, when it falls on her, she knows what restraint is.

The more he loves deeply, the more cautious he is, for fear that Xiaoyan will be hurt even a little bit because of her.

Zhang Wei waved at Xiao Ruoyan with a smile, although she was smiling, but in her eyes, the familiar murderous aura of the boss was spreading.

——Do you still dare not come?

Her husband next to him saw it and couldn't help shaking his head and laughing dotingly.

Yan Zhilan huddled in her arms, her heart beating like thunder because Xiao Ruoyan was approaching.

Her body was very soft, trembling slightly because of excitement, and it also had the fragrance of orchids.

Zhang Wei felt a little distracted while holding her. She looked at Xiao Ruoyan who walked over hesitantly and helplessly from a distance, and thought of her high school days in a daze.

At that time, Yan Zhilan and Xiao Ruoyan were like conjoined twins. They did everything together. Xiao Ruoyan was usually very cold and devoted himself to music and study. He wrote, sang and sang seriously.

She is the kind of beautiful and arrogant person, like a rose with thorns. Many times, she would sit on the playground, talk about the guitar quietly, and hum with her eyes closed facing 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 shoulder, put her long hair on Xiao Ruoyan's shoulder, and listen to her humming a new song, the soft light in her eyes overflowed.

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

She is an absolute fan of Xiao Ruoyan, and they will be more restrained in class.

But when she returned to the dormitory, Yan Zhilan would hug her, gently rub against Xiao Ruoyan, and said in a nasal voice that made Zhang Wei's legs go limp, "Ayan, you are awesome."

Xiao Ruoyan didn't seem to have changed much, but the corners of her secretly raised lips could hang a soy sauce bottle.

It's just that no matter how good two people are, there are times when they quarrel.

Zhang Wei still remembered that Xiaoyan and Xiao Ruoyan had a fight when she was studying in her sophomore year. From her point of view, it was a one-sided cold war.

Xiaoyan's eyes had been red for the past few days. She went to see Xiao Ruoyan from time to time, but Xiao Ruoyan didn't squint and walked alone.

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

Only once, at noon, when Zhang Wei was taking a nap in the dormitory, she was woken up by urinating and was about to get out of bed when she heard a "creak" and the door was opened, followed by Yan Zhilan's sobs.

"You ignored me."

Complaining in a very low voice, anyone who listens to it will not be able to bear it.

Xiao Ruoyan was very silent. She took the music score and hugged the guitar to leave. Yan Zhilan took a step forward, and she hugged her waist from behind: "Don't leave."

Zhang Wei's eyes widened suddenly, not daring to breathe.

On weekdays, the fourth child is not only gentle with them, but also soft-spoken to everyone in the class. If she encounters someone who specifically finds fault, she will not care. I have never heard her be so domineering towards anyone. and toughness.

Xiao Ruoyan let her hold her. Today she was wearing a blue shirt with the cuffs idly rolled up, her hair was tied into a bun, and a few wisps of hair slid down her forehead. She was somewhat lazy as an artist a feeling of.

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

Xiao Ruoyan's family is a well-to-do family, her parents are both teachers, her mother's health is not very good, she had a major heart surgery when she was very young, she has always been very guilty of her daughter, always feel that a lot of money at home is useless Subsidized on her body.

Who doesn't know that the road of learning music and art depends on money. Other parents spend money like water for their children, but in their family, the daughter sometimes uses the money from music to buy supplements for her.

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

She is a person who has been independent and self-respecting since she was a child.

A few days ago, Yan Zhilan's older sister, Yan Zhiyi, came to see her. Her older sister was dressed in fashion, wearing a brand name that she could only see in fashion magazines. He stared at Xiao Ruoyan condescendingly with his arms folded for a while, and easily used a few words to describe his self-esteem.

——Let's separate, before your parents know about it, before your relationship is deep, separate early, you are not the same kind of people, she must go abroad for further study in university.If my father finds out, let alone her, your future will be affected.Don't you like her very much?

——You are still too young to understand that if you like someone, you have to be fulfilled. My dad is extremely strict with us. If we let him know, the consequences will be disastrous.

……

During that time, Xiao Ruoyan was always distracted, and sometimes his eyes would turn red when he stared at Yan Zhilan.

She was reluctant.

But she was still too young to have the courage to break through everything, but her wings were severely cut off by reality.

Her little face.

It's Princess Qianjin, the person who is cared for in the palm of her hand. Is it true that she will turn against her family and suffer hardships with her in the future?

……

She is sad, she is in pain, she hesitates, she struggles.

Later, it gradually evolved into a unilateral snub.

Yan Zhilan didn't understand at first, but when she came home on the weekend, when she was restless, her sister said, "You two broke up?"

She just understood.

Yan Zhilan, who has always been close and docile 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. Whether you tell Dad or not, no one can stop her." .”

The elder sister was also very angry: "She is a girl, and you are also a girl, are you obsessed with ghosts?!"

……

In the dormitory, Yan Zhilan hugged Xiao Ruoyan's back recklessly, and said softly, "Ayan, do you really want me anymore?"

Xiao Ruoyan stiffened and wept silently.

There is a bitter taste in the air.

Yan Zhilan felt it, she sighed softly, walked in front of Xiao Ruoyan, hugged her, lowered her head and kissed her tears dry: "Why are you crying? I am obviously the one who was abandoned."

Xiao Ruoyan took a deep breath, the more gentle Xiaoyan became, the more her tears fell.

In the end, Yan Zhilan kissed her lips, and after kissing for a long time, she retreated back 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, and 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, sobbing and sad: "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, tiptoed, and rubbed the tip of her nose against Xiao Ruoyan's, repeatedly.

Let her breath permeate Ah Yan, let that tenderness soothe her heart.

This is the most common intimate gesture between them to comfort each other, obviously to comfort her, but unconsciously, Yan Zhilan also burst into tears, she murmured: "Don't cry, once you cry, I can't help but hug you .”

……

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

Unknowingly, Zhang Wei looked at Xiao Ruoyan who was approaching, stretched out her arms, and wrapped her in her arms.

……

Xiao Ruoyan was "forced" to hug Xiaoyan.

Tears glistened in her eyes, Yan Zhilan looked at her, her long eyelashes fluttered slightly, her eyes filled with pampering and pity.

Don't cry, Ah Yan.

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

Zhang Wei looked down at the two of them, her face full of relief.

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

……

They were all held in Zhang Wei's arms. Although they didn't hug directly, they had been separated for ten years. Such close physical contact made Xiao Ruoyan's ears feel hot. She secretly glanced at Xiaoyan, who was watching Yan Zhilan Her eyes seemed to glow.

As a result, Xiao Ruoyan became even more embarrassed, her face blushed instantly, her long eyelashes fluttered uncomfortably, and she tried to move to the side, Yan Zhilan's beautiful lips curled up, sticking close to her on purpose, Wanting to watch carefully, she still prefers to see Ah Yan blushing rather than crying.

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

In the end, it was Lan Lan, who had no eyesight, ran in screaming and carrying a small dress, pulled the boss's hand away, and then got into his arms and roared: "Hey, what are you three doing by yourself?" Secretly hugged me and didn't call me?"

Zhang Wei: ...

"Oh, second child, come over here, what are you doing hiding so far away? If you dare to sneak away and challenge my authority, try it!"

Xiao Ruoyan: ...

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

The wedding lasted all morning and went very smoothly.

Relatives and friends sent the most sincere wishes, and at the end, a group photo was taken in the 417 dormitory.

Xiaoyan and Ah Yan were arranged together by the boss, they didn't hold hands, didn't hug, restrained and looked at the camera together with a smile.

When Xiao Ruoyan got the photo, she looked at Yan Zhilan who was gently arranging Zhang Wei's long hair in the big French window.

She kissed the photo, looking at Xiaoyan with obsessive and infatuated eyes.

The guests around were hurrying away, and many service staff were busy with the next session. I heard that the boss prepared a bonfire party in the evening, and the elders were invited to drink tea. The most important thing was her friends and Brother-in-law's friends and young people get together to have another carnival, which should be regarded as a bridal chamber.

Xiao Ruoyan doesn't like excitement, she is going to leave just like that, and then send a message to the boss to talk about it.

before leaving.

She looked at Yan Zhilan.

Eyes obsessed with greed.

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

But this glance, no matter how you look at it, can't get enough.

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

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

She is so sorry.

Zaozhi could only look at her from a distance, not daring to disturb her anymore.

How nice it would be to hold back and be friends at the beginning.

……

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 emanating from her body became more and more obvious.

It looks like a rose that is out of tune with the world and has been blown by wind and rain and is about to wither and decay.

Zhang Weigan looked up at Yan Zhilan: "What's wrong, fourth child?"

Yan Zhilan's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and they were wet. She bit her lip and thought for a moment, then picked up the mobile phone next to her and dialed.

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

Yan Zhilan looked out of the window at Xiao Ruoyan who was already secretly wiping away tears and was about to leave, and told the news calmly: "Lan Lan, Ah Yan is going to run away under your nose and challenge your authority."

After finishing a simple sentence, 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 expression, and shouted like a yaksha: "Second brother, stop!"

Then, while Xiao Ruoyan turned around hesitantly, she took a deep breath and smashed it like a meatloaf at the speed of a [-]-meter sprint.