C64

"I... I can sleep on the couch. "

He walked out of the room and said lightly, "I'm going to sleep on the sofa."

On weekends, the weather outside the window was gloomy and there was not a single ray of sunlight in sight at ten in the morning.

The man said, I'm a man, you have to understand me better.

I understand you, my girl, said the woman. Who will understand me?

Han Yao saw that the two were desperately quarreling, standing on her own point of view, and thinking about herself and Nanfeng Haozhe, wasn't that exactly what she was doing?

Her legs were curled up and her arms were wrapped around herself subconsciously. Tears were in her eyes and her head was buried in her knees. She could not help but silently shed tears.

Why?

Why did things turn out like this?

"Ding!"

Han Yao's phone rang with a text.

She sniffed and took out a piece of paper to wipe her tears before she picked up her cell phone and read the text.

"Han Yao, I'm sorry. I was drunk that day, and if it gives you any trouble in your life, you can pretend it never happened. If you are really unhappy, he can't give you the happiness you want, I will be ready to pursue you! "Perhaps you never knew, but actually, I've been liking you since college …"

After Han Yao finished reading the text message, a feeling of guilt slowly rose in her heart.

Yu Shuyuan, actually, when they were in university, although Han Yao was with Ji Cheng, she more or less felt Yu Shuyuan's affection.

Although Yu Shuyuan had always concealed it well, and never acted arrogantly in the slightest.

"Ding dong!"

The doorbell rang. Han Yao stood up, glanced at the phone on the sofa, and decided to delete it silently.

Opening the door, Han Yao looked around, but didn't see anyone.

Han Yao went back into the house, thinking that she had heard wrongly, but the moment she closed the door, a familiar figure appeared in front of her.

A oval face appeared in front of him under a white baseball cap.

"Cloud?"

Han Yao shouted out in disbelief. She really did not think that Yun Che would suddenly appear in front of her doorstep. Han Yao was a little excited, and immediately welcomed the cloud into the house.

"Little brat, why are you frowning? "Don't think that just because you opened your mouth is enough to prove that you're happy. I know how to judge people, your eyes clearly still have traces of tears on them."

"Ah?" "Is it that obvious?"

Han Yao hurriedly wiped her face with her hand. Seeing her flustered appearance, Yun Che laughed out loud and said slyly: "Enough, be honest with me, why are you in a bad mood?"

"You liar, you're trying to trick me."

Yun Che rolled his eyes at Han Yao, as if saying, who told you to be so stupid, to be fooled?

Han Yao helplessly sat down next to the cloud, looking at the cloud carefreely nestling itself onto the sofa, holding an apple, looking at her crossed legs, and enjoying the song that was written in the TV after 100.

"Yun, don't eat yet. Listen to me first."

"Mm, you tell me. I'll listen while I eat."

With that, the cloud bit down on the apple.

Like a little kitten, Han Yao leaned on the clouds and listened to all of her recent worries.

After Yun Che finished listening, he leaned on Han Yao, narrowed his eyes, threw the apple core into the dustbin and jumped up.

With both hands on his waist, he scolded in anger, "Nanfeng Haozhe is an ungrateful bastard!"

"Ahh …"

Han Yao didn't know that the clouds suddenly rose up as she fell onto the sofa. Fortunately, the sofa was soft, so it was scared and didn't fall.

When Yun Che saw her wave her hand to indicate that she was alright, she pointed to the ceiling and said, "Tell me, where is Nanfeng Haozhe? I'll rush over and take care of him right now! "

"Don't, don't …"

Han Yao quickly pulled at the clouds, stopping them: "About the matter between Nanfeng Haozhe and I, sigh, I couldn't explain it clearly in a while, let's not talk about this for now, okay? What are you doing in A City this time? "

"Me? Of course I'm here on a business trip. I'm going to see a boss. However, I just happened to pass by your place when I was coming over, so I came to see you. "

When Yun Che said till here, he immediately raised his hand to look at his watch. It was eleven o'clock, she immediately shouted in panic, "Come, Han Yao, you should hurry up and change clothes."

"Ah?" "Where to?"

Han Yao was pushed into the bedroom by the clouds, and anxiously rummaged through the closet for a while, and discovered that there weren't many clothes in the center of the closet.

Actually, all these clothes were designed by Han Yao herself or when they were getting married, Nanfeng Haozhe bought them for her. Because the weather had cooled down and the two of them had quarreled, Han Yao was not in the mood to buy clothes.

Clouds frantically rummaged in the wardrobe for a while, finally finding a suit suitable for this weather. Moreover, it was a very suitable white long skirt for the wine table.

"Where are you going with this dress?"

"If I tell you to wear it, then wear it. What's more, did you design this dress? He designed it himself, and it looks good on the face, and it's nice on the face, and it's generous and fitting. It's just too fitting. "

Yun Che watched as she acted like a thief and reacted, her right index finger pointed at Yun Che's forehead, forcing her to ask, "Yun, you're not right, aren't you? It's eleven o'clock and it's almost lunchtime. You want me to dress up like this? And then … Why are you still so anxious for me? Tell me honestly, what exactly do you want me to do? "

Seeing that Han Yao had guessed it, Yun Che made a mischievous guess.

"I saw that you were in a bad mood, so I decided to pay you a big price. I'm treating you to a meal, let's eat in a high-class restaurant. So, of course I need you to dress up. "

"Is that so?"

Yun Yang, who was always stingy with his money, would actually be willing to treat others to a meal?

Han Yao didn't have extra time to think, because Han Yao was already tormenting her hair and face by herself.

The two of them busied themselves for a while, Yun Che and Han Yao finally got into a taxi. The two of them drove from the city center towards the suburbs, and the car entered the underground parking lot of a large hotel.

"Yun, this hotel is not cheap."

Yun Che and Nanfeng Haozhe had come here for dinner before. This hotel was a three-star hotel, the food inside wasn't very delicious, but it was extremely expensive.

"Don't just whisper, I said I would treat you to a meal, don't be pained by the money." Let me tell you, this place is the only place that is worthy of your Madame Nanfeng's status! "

"Is that so?"

Why did Han Yao feel that something was amiss the more she heard about it?