Love Me and Don't Go

Nanfeng Haozhe took the room card and opened the door, then led Han Yao in …

The room was decorated with powder and powder. It wasn't a girl's heart, but it wasn't a vulgar color either. The room emitted a natural rose fragrance, and with a sweep of the room, one could see all sorts of beautiful roses in vases at the corners …

"I'm a wife. I disappeared a few years ago. I kept looking for her, but she never showed up. I want to find her and get her back to me, whatever I have to do. "

Han Yao looked at the sadness on Nanfeng Haozhe's face and was a little shocked in her heart.

This man, who looked good on the surface, always frowned. Could it be that his hidden sadness was all due to his wife? In other words, he was still a lover?

"If you love your wife so much, why did she abandon you?"

"I didn't do well in the past, I only knew how I felt. I tricked her. I swear, even if I had to trade my life for hers, I wouldn't hesitate for even a second. "

After Nanfeng Haozhe finished speaking, he led Han Yao to the side of the window. Looking at the scenery in the distance, he introduced the place to Han Yao, "Yao'er, look … The scenery at night was completely different from the day. It seemed to be full of cars and people during the day. However, in the evening, the lights would come on in all the entertainment venues. The whole city will feel different at night. "

"The noise of the city. That's probably it, isn't it? "

Nanfeng Haozhe looked at Han Yao, then said, "Yao'er, do you think that life in the city or in the countryside is better?"

Han Yao looked at Nanfeng Haozhe in shock, "You seem to understand me a lot? I don't care what kind of relationship you have with me and Yu Shuyuan in the past. But, I hope that you don't have any bad ideas. "

"I know. Are you Yu Shuyuan's girlfriend? "

"What relationship do I have with Shuyuan? This has nothing to do with you."

Han Yao sat on the bed and looked at Nanfeng Haozhe who was standing next to the window. He stood at the top, looking down at the people below, but no one understood the loneliness in his heart.

"Yao'er, accompany me for a drink."

He turned his head and looked at her with eyes full of sincerity, as if waiting for her answer.

"Tell me first, why did you take me away from the hotel, and then take me to your company, and why did you bring me here?"

"Because you look like my wife. I thought of her the first time I saw you. "Therefore, I can't help but …" After Nanfeng Haozhe finished speaking, he sat down on the side of the bed, stretched out his hand, lifted up the hair by Han Yao's ears and said softly, "It really looks too similar. She also likes to pout and be angry like you. "The places I'm taking you to are places I've always wanted to go with her."

"So you're saying that you've treated me like your wife by bringing me to these places?" "Also, you sent people to investigate me, which is why you understand me so well, right?"

Han Yao looked at Nanfeng Haozhe, who nodded.

"Yao'er, I did investigate you …"

"You are selfish. No wonder your wife is abandoning you, you are too selfish. I tell you, no one likes you. I'm not your wife, we just look alike. Don't you think your wife will be angry with you if she comes back? "Think about it, how she feels …"

Nanfeng Haozhe impatiently combed his short hair with his hand. All these years, he had grown such short hair that was similar to a crew cut, and gradually got used to it. But, after all these years without Han Yao, he seemed to have never gotten used to it …

"I know, no one likes me, I can't bear to have children, I don't even have much time left. I know, no one wants to like me, and I know that I am very selfish. But I. I... I just want to be able to do with my wife for the rest of my life some of the happy things we did before. I want to give my memories, more beautiful things. "

Nanfeng Haozhe hardened his heart, and said these words with his back facing Han Yao. After he finished speaking, he didn't even dare to look at Han Yao. He only walked to the side of the cabinet, and went to get some red wine.

After a long while, he opened the bottle of red wine. Wake up the wine, take out the cup and pour the wine …

Nanfeng Haozhe drank a cup of red wine.

Then, he poured another half cup …

A slender hand reached out and pressed down on his glass.

Only then did Nanfeng Haozhe turn his head to look at Han Yao. Her expression was sincere and his eyes were clear.

She told him she was sorry.

When Nanfeng Haozhe heard Han Yao's "I'm sorry", she felt even more guilty.

"Yao'er, don't say that. You should say that I'm the one apologizing. "Don't worry about me. Just let me drink. If I get drunk, I won't be able to remember anyone or anything."

Nanfeng Haozhe lifted his cup and drained it in one gulp.

Han Yao tried to stop her, but she didn't seem to be pretending when she saw the look on Nanfeng Haozhe's face. This man, no matter how selfish he was, he must still love his wife very much for the details he displayed. Therefore, when she thought of this, Han Yao gave up on advising him and just allowed him to drink.

After Nanfeng Hao walked away and drank a bottle of red wine, his mood was still depressed. He couldn't help but open the second bottle.

Han Yao watched as Nanfeng Haozhe drank the second bottle. She saw that he was almost drunk and let him lie on the bed.

After all, she was going to buy Gram's grave.

"Don't go..."

Nanfeng Haozhe drunkenly held Han Yao's hand. He squinted his eyes and vaguely saw this familiar figure holding Han Yao's hand.

Seeing Nanfeng Haozhe like this, she couldn't help but start to feel pained again.

Seeing that Han Yao did not leave, the corner of her mouth finally revealed a faint smile. That smile was like that of an innocent child. This was not something that could be faked.